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[𝙍𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙖𝙧] 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨: 𝙄 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣, '𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜' 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥.
𝘛𝘰 [𝘙𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘳]: 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱.
[𝙍𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙖𝙧] 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨: 𝙊𝙝 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙚? 𝙒𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨.
𝘛𝘰 [𝘙𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘳]: 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥.
Follow the witty and hilarious dialogue story of Roari and Raptar, as a not so unpredictable encounter on the forums, turns into the troll becoming the trolled.
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̶𝗔 ̶̶𝘀̶𝘁̶𝗼̶𝗿̶𝘆 ̶𝘁̶𝗵̶𝗮̶𝘁 ̶𝘄̶𝗮̶𝘀 ̶𝘄̶𝗿̶𝗶̶𝘁̶𝘁̶𝗲̶𝗻 ̶𝗶̶𝗻 ̶𝗯̶𝗹̶𝗼̶𝗼̶𝗱 ̶𝗮̶𝗻̶𝗱 ̶𝗲̶𝗻̶𝗱̶𝗲̶𝗱 ̶𝗶̶𝗻 ̶𝗹̶𝗼̶𝘃̶𝗲. 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐫 But then-she felt it. A presence. Her breath hitched. Fingers trembling, she gripped her blanket tighter. Sweat gathered at her brow. Footsteps. She slowly reached for the hardcover book beside her pillow-her only weapon. Then, with a surge of adrenaline, she turned around- Only to freeze. Standing before her was Abhimanyu. His eyes bloodshot, his hair tousled, lips drawn into something between rage and pain. "Abhimanyu..." she breathed, the book still suspended in her hand. He stepped forward, grabbed her arm roughly, and pulled her to him. His breath hit her cheek as he growled, "How dare you?" "What... what are you talking about?" she whispered, stunned. He smirked, a cruel edge playing at his lips. His hand moved to her hair, gripping it-not painfully, but possessively. "You like teasing me, don't you? Knowing what I'm capable of," he said, voice low. "But let me tell you something, sweetheart-after all that happened, not even your shadow is allowed to leave me." She gaped at him, confused and overwhelmed. "You're drunk again," she muttered, pushing at his chest. "This is entirely inappropriate. You're my ex-boss. Barging into my bedroom in the middle of the night-" "Ex-employee?" he echoed, his tone dark. "Paru, after I've tasted your lips, after I've heard your moans-do you really think this is about jobs and boundaries?" His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "I've made up my mind. You're mine now. I'm not letting you go." Paru couldn't process the words. She pinched her arm to jolt herself out of what she assumed was a nightmare. But pain flared, and a soft yelp escaped her lips. This was real. He was real.
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