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Lost in Rani ki vaav

Lost in Rani ki vaav

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Fiction
Historical
Rani ki vaav is an exotic 1000 years old UNESCO world heritage site in Gujarat province of India, which also sits on its currency note of Rs.100/ In this stupefying story , Kriya and her prodigious parrot Kili are on the trail of King Siddhraj Jaisinh, the Chalukyan king of Gujarat, unlocking an ancient secret. What is the secret? What will be its impact? Read on only in Lost in Rani ki vaav a story steeped with intrigue and adventure.... Due to an error, likes and chapter nos have got jumbled. 11 to 14 appears firstand 1 to 10 after that. Please read 1 to 10 first and 11 to 14 after that.Thanks Happy reading. Stay home,stay safe.. ( All the characters are fictitious and and any resemblance is only coincidental)
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"Humpe vishvaas karti hai aap?" He asked, his voice deep, touched with something possessive, something intimate. (Do you trust me?) His fingers found the lace at her back, toying with it slowly. His eyes never left hers-watchful, patient. It wasn't just about trust. It was a question laced with heat, with meaning. There was a pause. Not of doubt, but of weight. Then her lips curved in a quiet smile, soft as a petal opening to dawn. "Khudse bhi adhik." (More than myself.) That was all he needed. He lifted her without a word-her giggle light, her bangles chiming. Her ghagra fluttered as he carried her inside. The bed waited, simple and quiet. He laid her down like a prayer, eyes never leaving hers. Their lips met-slow, aching. Her fingers undressed him. Clothes fell. Skin met skin. Under the sheet, he moved with her-gentle, deep, worshipful. She gasped, clung to him, whispered his name. One rhythm. One afternoon. One unspoken truth.

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