|| THE LOVER BOY || ( Will Be Updated Rarely)
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He hit the head of that already bleeding man with an iron rod investing all his animalistic force.
"With your death every fucking problem will be solved SANKRANTH",.. Spatting venomously to that half dead boy, YUDHVEER dragged ADHYAYAN by gripping his shoulder who was standing there flabergasted because of that unexpected turns of events.
They both left him dying there in that deserted place.
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"He can't recognise me. He forgot me. He forgot every moments which we both had spent together. Now I am nothing to him",... She sobbed painfully hiding her face inbetween her palms.
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"Aren't you my wife,hun??? Your duty is to please your husband by any means,don't you know that kitten??",..Adhyayan said gripping the jaw of Rewah who was screaming heartwrenchingly because of Adhyayan's sexual assault during her menstruation.
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He collected her unconscious fragile frame into his arms yanking apart from the bleeding torso of that brutally injured man.
"Leave my wife you bastard!",..ADHYAYAN roared gathering his remaining energy while trying to get up from the ground.
"Your wife?? How??? When??? You don't have any evidences of your marriage and right now she is my legally wedded wife",..He stated with mocking tone while inhaling Rewah's sweet scent closing his eyes.
"For your confirmation I am going to claim her again as mine right under this beautiful moonlight. Right infront of your bare eyes",..SANKRANTH chuckled darkly then licked Rewah's plumpy lips in desire infront of helpless Adhyayan.
"It's not always necessary to take revenge but it's not always right to forgive too" -Srimad Bhagavad Gita
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