❝𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦.❞ [Warning:- This story contains mature themes]

She enjoys pushing boundaries, testing limits with a playful yet knowing smile that always seems to spark tension in the air. Her provocations are never accidental; they are carefully crafted, each word and gesture designed to provoke a response, to see just how far she can push him before he cracks. He, on the other hand, has learned to recognize this pattern, yet instead of resisting, he finds himself intrigued by the challenge. Perhaps it's the allure of the chase, or maybe it's the thrill of being drawn into her web, but whatever it is, he decides to give in, to stop pretending that her teasing doesn't affect him. In that moment, he embraces the tension between them, allowing it to unfold and shape their connection, knowing full well that once he gives in, there's no going back. ©® Mumkinkook - All right reserved

Her friend recommended her a period tracking app and she download the wrong one. Results? She falls for that little chat icon of the app.

This is a completed and a published Novel: It can be purchased on Amazon in the form of paperback and/or an eBook. The link for purchase is available on my bio. Mehr Dubey expected nothing but deception, disloyalty, and betrayal from men. They came to her just for . She was raped, assaulted, treated like a dog by hundreds of men, but what was she to expect in return? Just . Sold into prostitution as a child by her stepfather, she breathed keeping the hatred alive in her. Every time she was fucked, she lost a part of herself to those men who used her mercilessly. She was soulless, she didn't know how to care, how to love, all she knew was to warm the beds of those men who came to her for the night. She was going to fuck a countless number of clients until she repaid her stepfather's debts. Then she would elope from the brothel in which she was held captive for years. She had her life all planned until she was booked for the night by 'the client'- Abhimanyu Raghavan, the popular Indian Cricketer, the Vice-captain of the Indian Cricket Team. All that mattered to him was cricket and . He believed he wrote his own destiny. He was thawing her frozen heart, her resistance was crumbling down. Was Mehr playing with fire while she was warming his bed night after night? Was he going to stab her in the heart like every other man in her life? After all, the Vice-captain of the Indian Cricket Team would want nothing to do with a prostitute, or would he?

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