The illicit affair
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"Are you here to apologize?"
"Yes," I whisper. "I am..."
"Strip." He orders cutting off my apology.
Years later, when Ruhani meets Aarav there is no room for making amends or set things right. Aarav is set on ruining her and Ruhani is forced to give in because he is the only one who can save her little sister.
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