FLAMES OF VENGEANCE

DRITI ARORA × GOUTHAM KAPOOR

He pushed her against the cold wall pinned her two hands with his one arm and slacked his other arm around her waist. She opened her mouth to shout but it got instantly shut by a Kiss on her plum lips. He was kissing her possessively and it was more like punishing her. He pulled her more towards him leaving no space between them and deepened the kiss. Driti was breathless when he let go of her lips. She can see his hot breath on her earlobes.
" I GOT YOU MRS DRITI GOUTHAM KAPOOR"
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MAHIRA RAJPUT ×VIVAAN SINGANIA

"Mr Singania, meet Ms Mahira Rajput, my assistant and the one who working on the project on which we are going to collaborate"
Mahira plastered a small smile on her face and turned towards him. Her smile turned into horror when he was looking directly into her soul. How can she forget that the black eye which always found its way towards her? It's still the same as what she had seen last time, filled with hatred for her
"Vi...Vivaan". She whispered
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ISHARA MEHRA ×DEV MALHOTRA

"Who is he? Your new boyfriend?" He asked in his demanding voice running his hand through his hair, like trying to compose himself.
"It's none of your business". I said in a firm voice. Rajat is just a friend but I don't want to explain anything to him. Why is he behaving like he owns me?
"oh ya, how can I forget how whore you are"
His statement made me still for a second. What did he call me, a whore. Before my hand touches his cheek for a slap he holds it and twists it behind my back. He is standing so close to you.
" I know your true colour, Ms Ishara Mehra. How much money did he pay you to sleep with me ."
My eyes are wide in his accusation. What the hell is talking about? Do I get paid to sleep with him ??? Did he see me as that type of woman.