Delusion
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  • Reads 511
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 3
  • Time 23m
Ongoing, First published Oct 13, 2022
An escort and a businessman in an owner-employee relationship of providing and receiving service - sex.



Both were nasty , both were arrogant and their nights were out of the world.


'I would want to fuck you from the dusk till the dawn' 


That's where it all started. Being High on sex drive and adventures coming along with it , he bought according to him, never knowing , all he bought was the body until he was trapped . He wanted his soul but that was naive of him to think he could buy that.


A mask of negligence was all Ralph Shots would always put on, curtaining his soul, showing the world, he was satisfied with what all he got but only his soul knew the hidden cravings. Showing himself as a slut to hide the soul's need but how much can he try when the soul is craving for some love? It wants to jump out and shout to be treated better. 

Till when the hide and seek of love stay behind the curtains of sex? By Using sex as a pretense to hide the craving? 


Josh was a pretense or was he? hidden behind the mask of an arrogant Businessman finding a moment and person to show his true self to. He was a devil with a dark past all lost! Betrayal , pain , hurt and being abandoned by his own family all because of mistrust and misinterpretation made him the devil he is. But each devil has an angel hidden behind the mask of the devil.What's his story ? 


Ralph was accused from the start . From being born as a Test-tube baby to The death of his parents . He was made evil and was forced into prostitution . To make his life less miserable , he bore all he got, making himself lost and his life dark. An innocent orphan forced to become an evil prostitute! What's his story ?

Join in to read the story of love , passionate trap and actualisation which is all a part of delusion.
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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.