Love 1971

Warning: 18+

"If you were a man I would have whipped you to death", he snarled out loud, I blinked as he pulled me towards his throne where he sat his legs uncrossed, "But you are a woman, I lost my face because of you and my dear Malika you will lose your dignity".

"Sign these papers, then get on your knees like a good wife and suck my di**", the look in his eyes was animalistic. He wanted me. He desired me.

He lusted after me.

"Or else ... don't sign it, but you will still be on you knees to suck it", throwing the file near his feet he made a point by spreading his legs.

"I can't believe how pathetic you are, you wanna f*** the woman who slapped you infront of the entire panchayat", I snarled in anger, forgetting who that man was. Forgetting where I was... and what he could do to me.

This was his jungle and I had awakened the tiger.

He went silent and then all of a sudden I was pulled into his lap, his lips near my ears as his velvety voice whispered, "Darling... you are going to regret this for the rest of your life"

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Sajjad Ahmed Khan was an authoritative, conservative and powerful man, he was born into a feudal family. Men said he was deformed, but women dreamt of his seductive jawline. His fiance was rumoured to have a bad reputation just like him.

But he didn't care about this unknown women... as a man of those times, he hated women with loose reputation. Although he carried such thoughts, his own list of lovers were never ending...

What happens when this so called feudal lord meets the women who proves him wrong?