Sarpanch × Student 29 × 21 MMC - "Agr ye sindoor dubara tumhri maang se utra ya mujhe ye jagah Khali nazar ayi, to dhyan rkhna wo har insan jo tumhare liye important hai, uske khoon se ye maang bharunga." FMC - "Haiwaan hain aap, thakur saheb. Or hum ek haiwaan ki biwi kehlana kabhi nhi apnayenge."

☞SCENE 1☜ He grips my chin, forcing me to look at him. "I was never meant to be a hero," he murmurs, eyes dark and wild. "Heroes hesitate. They have limits. But me?" His lips curl into a wicked smirk. "I have none, Jaana." ☞SCENE 2☜⁠ And in a blink he pulled out my right hand, gripping it firmly in his tight grip. He pushed me onto the bed his weight heavy over my body, and I don't know from where but he was holding a piece of long cloth in his hands as he started tying my hand over the corner of the bed. "Rajveer....ye..ye..aap kya kar rhe ho? Chhodo mujhe.... pleaseeee...." I cried but it felt my plead has no effect on his ears. And he did same again gripping my left hand and tying it tightly to the other corner of the bed. My chest was bare and my breast was exposed to him fully and clearly. But as I thought, he will take a brief glance at my body, he did opposite of it. His eyes remained fixed on mine, he was observing my fear, my helplessness. The struggle I was making, my tears, my protest. His voice came again as he leaned down to my face, "ye jism dekhne ke liye sari umar hai mere pass, par abhi to mujhe tumhara wo pyar dekhna hai jo tum mujhse is nafrat ke peeche chhupa rhi ho." ------------------------- A girl who believe in her feminine energy and love to being independent. A man who hates being in a relationship because he doesn't believe in women. how will they fall for each other?