One sole sitting in front of mirror lifelessly thinking of her life.
"Hey, you. How much time you still need baby? Didi is calling for you, waiting outside. Come quickly" a harsh voice broke her thought. The thought that is empty and full of misery throughout her life. The terror she faces in the age of twenty-six. Losing your love ones and family for a long time that you started to forget their faces. The only thing you left with you is your own tears. But That tears also stop dropping from her eyes as they also tired from falling. she tied her hair in a normal way and come out from the room and stand in a row with other girls. a 48yrs old lady came and hold her face checking her face and then said
"the driver is on the backdoor. Just go with him silently. And yes, don't spoil my name. Just remember I spend lots of money on you. You have to make it up. And yes don't spoil everyone's mood by making this kind of face. Look at others are they looking sad? It's our job. To please our masters. You are lucky that you got chosen for the billionaire. Everyone is dying to sleep with him. You have to stay in his Manson for one month. Consider as slavery. Do whatever he is asking for. Don't fuck my ass by doing anything wrong. He will pay you whatever is your price that's up to you. " saying this that lady holds her hand and drag her to the backdoor. She can hear the giggling of girls and the boys the dim lights of the hall. The smoke and lust in every corner of the passing by. She feels like passing away the lusty zone of sex and money. While leaving the building she saw a black BMW is waiting on the road. The old lady Snatch her and make her sit in the back seat. She makes her hair put behind the ear. Make her cleavage visible a bit by dropping her dupatta. "every man starts with this, just make sure you make him mad for you. You understand, the more you give yourself to him the less you feel pain. The less you feel pain the less you will get hurt. So forget about your past what happens to you. Just accept the reality that what are you now. You are one of us, and this is your tucking life. So Gulp the truth as soon as possible. You are no more sanyukta from today. You are 'June' and you are going to someone who owns u right now." she whispers" yes"
The car starts "I'm June. Sanyukta is dead" she whispers again.
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FanfictionDark fan fiction of Randhir Its combination of all emotions of love life. love, possessiveness can harm someone as well as it makes feel protective some times. but sometimes love is not needed all the time in a relationship. many more things like ca...
