Rajhnaa
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Last published Wed, Jul 16, 2025
A girl enter in room when she open her badroom door she saw someone is sitting on swing chair
the girl is slowly coming toward the chair when she face the front of chair she was sweating her eyes become wide she said tum the other person reply haa me why r u so shocked i am u now it will be more fun the sound of other person laugh eco in the room.
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"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!
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