Meri Rani (Indian College Romance)

Meri Rani (Indian College Romance)

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Virat Singh Rajput, the heartthrob of Delhi University, was lounging in the canteen with his usual charm, when he caught a girl stealing glances at him. Smirking, he decided to put her on the spot. "Hey, you!" he called out loud, making sure everyone turned to look at her. The girl-Rani, as he would later learn-froze in her seat, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Virat leaned back, expecting her to blush, stutter, maybe even confess a secret crush. Instead, she nervously fiddled with the hem of her dupatta and said, "Uh... your shirt... it's inside out." Silence. Virat looked down, and sure enough, the tag of his designer shirt was sticking out for the whole world to see. A few snickers echoed around the canteen. For the first time in his life, Virat Singh Rajput was the one getting embarrassed.
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"I want some time. It's not a right time to take this relationship further" I'm fiddling with my fingers and turn my face to look into his emotionless eyes. "Take your time sweetheart" There is no clue of emotions in his face and He take his phone and went out of his room. He is such a gentleman and I misunderstood him. I whisper his name Rohit Singh Mehta. Someone knock the door. I rushed towards it and open it. My eyes popped out in shock and tears started to form in my eyes. With some courage I asked "Who's this girl?" "She's my wife for today. Can you please use the guest room sweetheart" He smirk and winked at me in this situation. I stuck in the moment and gasped for air and utter "Who am I Rohit" He comes near my earlobe and mutter maybe my whore if you wish you can also join with us in bed. I slapped him and yelled at him "I have values, self-respect and culture and I'm not your whore you mind it" He bite his lower lip and utter "I'll show you your fucking punishment" He shut the door and pushed me & I fell on the floor and The lady started to remove her dress one by one and He's staring at her with full of lust. I'm helpless and God why you made me like this. "Ayla wait I have something very important to show this fucking bitch" He click his fingers at me. Note: "Under no circumstances is violence against women encouraged or allowed. Whatever the reason is you can't justify the domestic violence in any case" Warning: This story is based on abusive relationship, mental & physical abuse, dark romance and swearing words. If you're not okay with this please don't read guys Instead of this You can read my another story it's about International relationship. Started: 16/11/2022

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