~PROLOGUE~
S-e-n-s-e-l-e-s-s !
yeah, he wanted to fu*k her senseless. That pert,round,tight bottom of
hers, hanging in air as she bend to pick up the fallen tray is tempting him to do things that he had promised,he never will ...
Atleast,not to his wife !
He let out a short laugh as the word 'wife' hit his mind.
WIFE.
Khushi kumari Gupta..his wife of almost 2 months. They were
newly wed so, they were definitely expected to involve in such
activities.He remember his sudden urge and desire at times to just grab her, put her over his shoulder and lock them away in d sanctuary of his bed room and to take her hard and fast in every damn possible way..till she
reaches d height of her esctacy and screams his name by clenching and convulsing around his manho*d...all this was possible, if only they were normal couple.
The irony of this whole situation was that ..they were not like any NORMAL couple .
he jerked back to present when he felt a tap on his shoulder " arnav ji..will you take tea ?? "
Nooo, I want to take YOU..that too right now ..he wanted to scream this on top of his voice.
CONTROL... the thing Arnav Singh Raizada was famous for, was quickly slipping away from his hands like sand granules AND all because of this hell of the sexy woman*no, don't use the s word ryt now,he reminds himself* standing in front of him staring with her almond shaped eyes and who happened to be his wife.
He mentally slapped himself for behaving like a lusty teenager salivating after his innocent wife .He just answered a simple emotionless " NO " and continued typing furiously on his laptop..the keys were now the victim of his wrath. Furious with himself, he shuts the laptop with a loud thud
and headed towards the washroom for the cold shower !
YES..He definitely need
one ..!
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|| INDEX ||
chapter 1- page 2
Chapter 2-Page 14
Chapter 3-Page 39
Chapter 4-Page 65
Chapter 5- pg 94
Chapter 6 -pg 122
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