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Regretful Sacrifice by AnxietyFaithHope
AnxietyFaithHope
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Scene -1 "So you mean i am good looking ?" he asked with mischievous grin on his face. She was so nervous by now without releasing what he asked this time replied "no sir" with an urgency. Siddharth raised his eyebrow and said playfully, you are the first person to say i am not handsome? And than it hit siyara what he asked and what she replied... "NO no sir .... Yes sir i mean yes sir you are no no no sir i mean....."siyara was all confused by now she don't know what to say she was shaking her head her neck and cheeks were all red. Scene -2 "And you know his girlfriend never gave compliment to him, but gave to us" Abhi added further. "so what, their must be some problem in her eyesight, tommorrow only i'll get them treated" i retort. "ya!! ofcourse, that's why she never noticed you" abhi added further. "You're losing it, Siddharth," Abhimaan teased, leaning back in his chair. Karan chuckled, adding, "I think he's already lost it." Scene-3 The air between them turned thick, heavy with something siyara dared to name. Water soaked through Siddharth's shirt, turning the fabric translucent, clinging to every sculpted muscle. Siyara was no better-her clothes plastered to her skin, her hair dripping, her breaths erratic. Siddharth didn't stop he was so lost in the moment. He didn't flinch. Didn't let go. Didn't care. His mouth still moved along her jaw, then lower, teasing, claiming, sucking and biting her. And Siyara let him, she was completely and madly lost. Her hands moved instinctively-one fisting in his wet hair, the other gripping his collar, tugging him closer, harder, deeper. Siddharth let out a quiet, husky chuckle against her skin.
Enchanted  by Hey_naziya
Hey_naziya
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π’žπ“‡π‘œπ“ˆπ“ˆ π“‚π“Ž 𝒽𝑒𝒢𝓇𝓉, π’½π‘œπ“…π‘’ π“‰π‘œ 𝒹𝒾𝑒 π’―π‘œ π“‚π“Ž π“π‘œπ“‹π‘’π“‡, 𝐼'𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝑒 𝐻𝑒 π“ˆπ’Άπ’Ύπ’Ή, "𝐡𝑒 π“‰π“‡π“Šπ‘’", 𝐼 π“ˆπ“Œπ‘’π’Άπ“‡ 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 π“‰π“‡π“Ž 𝐼𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹, 𝒾𝓉'π“ˆ 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒢𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝐻𝑒'π“ˆ π‘œπ“Šπ“‰ π’½π’Ύπ“ˆ 𝒽𝑒𝒢𝒹, 𝐼'𝓂 π‘œπ“Šπ“‰ π“‚π“Ž 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒲𝑒 π‘”π‘œπ“‰ 𝓉𝒽𝒢𝓉 π“π‘œπ“‹π‘’, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 π’Έπ“‡π’Άπ“π“Ž 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒢𝓂 π’½π’Ύπ“ˆ, 𝒢𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒 π’Ύπ“ˆ 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝐼𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹, 𝒾𝓉'π“ˆ 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒢𝓃𝒹 𝐼, 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒢𝓃𝒹 𝐼 🀍 Nazila Iqbal is a 22-year-old English Honors student with a very bold personality and is quite outspoken. Her dream is to become an independent woman, get a good job, and publish her own book. She achieved everything in life, leaving love behind. She completed her BA in Kolkata and shifted to Mumbai for her MA. She meets Ayan Maqsood, and zeeshan shaikh. Ayan is the only heir of a famous steel company in Mumbai . His Personality is strong, passionate and arrogant.His character is complex because his past experiences have made him tough, but deep down, he is also sensitive and caring. Zeeshan Shaikh is the spoiled son of a wealthy politician . So who do you think nazila will choose as her partner . Love, friendship, hate turning into love, melodrama - this story has everything. Genre- love Romance Love triangle Friendship Comedy
Tudo o que eu nunca pude gritar by seraphinaheliodoraof
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