Highest rankings:-
#1 in Rajputs
#24 in brides
#40 in adult-content
#1 in generalfiction
#9 in Royal
She gasped when he cornered her frame to the wall, her front banging to the hard surface and his front capturing her from behind. He rasped in her ear huskily grinding his lower body to her, "Tumhe to main pehle hi chakh chuka hu. Trust me, I haven't forgotten how you tasted."
A moan escaped her lips feeling his lips on the seam of her ear. A smirk graced her plump lips which she threw his way and muttered seductively, "Explains your obsession with me, Hukum!"
He ground his dick to her derriere retorting in a lustful husky baritone, "Are you sure I am the only one obsessed here?"
***
Pulling her veil from the dishevelled bed she wore it over her bare self, running fingers through her hair when his deep husky voice greeted her ears, "Naam kya hai?"
Throwing him a gaze over her shoulder she stated, "Heer."
Running his gaze over her naked form, he stood up covering his own with the scattered clothes when her slow voice asked him, "Or aapka?"
Amusement danced in his eyes at her oblivion. Leaning into her he whispered huskily with a smug face, "Ranjha to nhi hai."
***
Entering inside the room she shared with her now husband she closed the door behind her. However, the next moment his body towered over hers encaging her between the wall and himself.
She breathed out in anger, "Kya badtameezi hai."
Only for her anger to diminish when he raised his hand that held a black gun, his deadly gaze staring straight into her fiery ones. He stated firmly, "Aaj ke baad unhe jealous karwane ke liye tumne hamara istemaal kiya to..."
The gun landed inside her mouth shaking her from head to toe, and his voice rang in the room, "To thok denge."
~***~
Six lives. Three love sagas. One story!
Join them in an epic love chronicle revolving around hidden secrets, revenge, power-battle, obsession and their passion, their junoon for their consorts.
"Aapki himmat kaise hui unse aise baat karneki??!"
That's Samaira Rajput for you. She is sweet until you mess with her only two rules:
Rule 1. NEVER talk bad about her parents
Rule 2. If you're rude, you're out of her life
Samaira means protected by God and well she is!. She's has it all, the looks? check, the big name? check, a loving family? check, a best friend? double check.
She's beautiful, both inside out.
----------------------------------------------------------------
"Is this what I pay you for?, You're fired".
Rudraksh Arora, let me give you a disclaimer about this man, NEVER I repeat, never be late to meet him unless you want that day to be the last day of your life. Also there's just one more problem, he's extremely handsome with his 6'1 height and a physique to die for, it's hard to not fall for him.
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
*SNEAKPEAK*
"Naam jaan sakte hai aapka?"
"Why? You've so many connections right? It's not difficult for you to find out a mere girl's name"
"I don't have any time to go around and find out your name like an idiot, just tell me your name, mujhe rishta lekar aana hai tumhare ghar"
"Jao nahi batate, dhund sakte ho toh dhundlo!"
she turned around to leave making her hair flip on my face. She stopped midway and turn around to shout
"Aur suniye!......
.
.
.
.
. Aap hai!" She shouted
"Kya?" I shouted back due to the long distance between us
"IDIOT" she shouted back and RAN!!!
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
Their lives are tied together by a bitter secret of their past. Can they know the truth and still find a way to be together against the odds?