"Master, just fuck me so hard that I can cum on your face."
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" 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀, 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐀, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 ( 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 ) "
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Abhim...
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With a confident voice, he said, "Haan, Bua ji bilkul theek keh rahi hai. Shivnya, aapko hume Rana sa hi bulana chahiye."
("Yes, Aunt is absolutely right. Shivnya, you should call me Rana sa from now on.")
The shock was palpable. From the day Shivnya entered the haveli, Abhimanyu had always stood up for her against Nalini's criticisms. This sudden shift left everyone stunned.
"Abhimanyu," Ranveer said, disbelief etched on his face.
"Dad, chill," Abhimanyu responded with a calm smile, moving closer to Shivnya. "Toh aaj se aap hume Rana sa pukarengi, toh hum bhi aapko aapke naam se thodi bulayenge. Hum aapko...uhmmm.... My Lord bulaya karenge," he declared, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
("So, from today, if you call me Rana sa, then I will also call you by your name. I'll call you... uhmmm... My Lord.")
Shivnya looked at him, her disbelief turning into a soft, affectionate smile. Nalini, however, was taken aback. "Abhimanyu, kaisi behki behki baatein karte ho, biwi hai wo tumhari."
("Abhimanyu, what nonsense are you saying, she is your wife.")
"Isliye toh hum keh rahe hai unhe My Lord," Abhimanyu replied, locking eyes with Shivnya, his voice gentle yet firm.
("That's why I am saying, I'll call her My Lord.")
Nalini, her frustration mounting, turned to Ranveer. "Bhai sa, kuch sikhaye apne bete ko. Biwi ka gulam ban gaya."
("Brother, teach your son some manners. He has become a slave to his wife.")
Ranveer chuckled, "Bilkul sahi sikh raha hai wo... ab hum bhi toh apni biwi ke hi gulam hai."
("He's learning well... even I am a slave to my wife.")
"Ranveer," Radhika murmured, blushing at her husband's playful words.
"So it's final, aaj se hum aapko My Lord bulaya karengi aur bhuliye mat, hum Rajput hai, aur ek asli Rajput apni biwi ki izzat karta hai, pyaar karta hai, na ki unko dara kar rakhta hai," Abhimanyu proclaimed.
("So it's final, from now on, I'll call you My Lord and don't forget, we are Rajputs, and a true Rajput respects and loves his wife, not intimidates her.")
The atmosphere lightened as laughter and smiles spread across the room. After breakfast, Abhimanyu retreated to his chamber to complete his work, while the others resumed their activities.
"Diii, aap kab wapas aa rahi ho?" Sanj asked, her voice tinged with anticipation.