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Posted: 12 years ago
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One Shot: The Call Girl


Arnav Singh Raizada, India's eligible bachelor and newly risen tycoon, was tired. Tired from drama. His Di had created a ruckus in household for his marriage and to top it, his grandmother and aunt have been vocal about it as well. If that hadn't been enough, his assistant turned girlfriend had demanded for a meaningful relationship even after he had clearly stated the rules before.

He had stepped out of the party that he was hosting himself and had gone upstairs to the suite he would book for during parties.

Throwing his suit coat away he punched the numbers and ordered what he thought he needed to get his mind cleared. Some good sex.

A couple of minutes later, as he lolled on the couch, somebody faintly knocked in his door. He yelled to step in and lock the door behind her.

This was her first call. Khushi Gupta, disowned orphan stepped inside the room trembling in her insides but masking it with confidence. Her breasts bulged out of the strapless netted black dress while revealing the curves of her buttocks by bouncing back up because of the dress tightened. Her milky skin glittered as the suite' lights reflected bringing out the natural beauty inside her. Her silky straight long hair were twisted in a knot lying in her bare shoulder.

Heaving a breath, she walked with poise towards the couch and slipped in the man's lap. His eyes were closed but fluttered as she leaned in and untied his tie.

He looked at her with shock while she continued with her sensual seduction.

"What's you name?" He asked

Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt as she looked up.

"Khushi."

"Khushi Gupta?" He asked again, covering her chest with is now on the floor shirt.

She flushed as he covered her and nodded with her eyes flicking between confusion, embarrassment, confidence and seduction.

"Khushi, don't you remember me?"

She stood up clearly furious throwing his shirt away. "I was called here for a purpose. Not for an interrogation."

"Khushi, it's me. Arnav Malik! Best friends remember?"

Her face went numb at the prospect. She grew up in the house right behind Sheesh Mahal. There gardens connected through one passage and that's how she became friends with him while young but it had only lasted for about seven years until Arnav's patents died and he left the Mahal with his sister.

Her thoughts were interrupted as he moved closer towards her. She looked at him without moving.

"Why are you a call girl?"

She noticed that the aura of darkness and broodness has vanished from his face while still lingering around. He raised his eye brows that made her speak.

"A year ago, I came across few documents in Mom's cabinet. It turned out that I was illegitimate child from an affair my mother had. I questioned my mom about it and as it is, dad didn't knew about it either. He thought I was his kid when I have half blood of some Sharma bloke. The news spread like fire after Dad disowned me on spot and mom, well she ran away with all the money that she could get her hands on. Since I was left with nothing, and it was year left until my graduation as well, I had to drop out and find a way to earn. I looked for job as much as I could but nobody would hire me so that's how I am here." She replied in a steady tone looking him in the eye.

He stood still grasping the story narrated. In next few minutes she had launched herself on him, throwing him off-guard on the bed.

"Ill pay you without doing this." He muttered between the kiss. She leaned back and looked at him incorhently.

"I have always loved you Khushi and I still do. Didn't you ever thought why I was only friendly to you after my sister?"

She stepped away shrugging.

"Know what, marry me."

"We'll, you are kinda cute." She replied thoughtfully. "and we grew up together in some sort so why not!"

**


Just a crazy idea that popped up and felt like writing out. Excuse the abruptness. Comment if you feel like but do hit like.


I tired to not write what I originally came up with since that would be against the new rules.
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ajoop thumbnail
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Posted: 12 years ago
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good one,

you really write well

loved it 😊

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Posted: 12 years ago
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Originally posted by: ajoop

<font color="#9900FF" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="4">good one,

you really write well

loved it 😊</font>



thank you. If I can't write after twenty two years of my life the. I would have considered myself a high school drop out.
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Posted: 12 years ago
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Originally posted by: -PariKC

Cute at the end :-D




thank you I guess.
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Posted: 12 years ago
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nice lovely OS 😃😳
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Posted: 12 years ago
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Wow this was unique! I wish this was a fic :)
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Posted: 12 years ago
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wow who would have thought they knew each other
and what this would entail
hmm but loved it nonetheless
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Posted: 12 years ago
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Oooh nice :)
Any chance we might be getting some more work like this from you ?? :)
Would love to read :)

xxx

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Posted: 12 years ago
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thank you for lovely response.

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