They Are Meant To Be !
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"I keep staring into his eyes and I just press my lips against his. He takes a moment to reciprocate but once he does, he deepens the kiss.
I shouldn't actually be doing this but this shit feels good!!"
Deepika Sharma is 22 and from Delhi. She's the most popular girl of the college and there's not one guy who has not found interest in her.
Rahul Dhawan is the College Topper and a very handsome man. He has an amazing well-toned body and is Deepika's boyfriend.
Harry Williams is an American. He's the most famous and the most charmimg guy of the college. He also has a great body.
What happens when Harry comes between Deepika and Rahul?
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