Romance Zidd: His Lady Don (Weekly)
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Chapter 1
Raat ke 11:30 baj rahe the. Pura shehar baarish ki chadar mein lipta hua tha. Delhi ki sadkein sunsaan thi, sirf baarish ki boondon ki awaaz aur kabhi-kabaar door se aati kisi gaadi ki garjan sunayi deti thi.
Ishaan apni choti si library ke counter par baitha purani kitabon ki entry kar raha tha. Uska chashma uski naak par thoda niche fisal aaya tha. Ishaan ek aisa ladka tha jise dekh kar hi 'sharafat' shabd yaad aa jaye—safed shirt, masoom aankhen aur har kisi se tameez se baat karne wala. Uske liye duniya kitabon ke panno tak hi simit thi.
"Bas... aaj ke liye itna kaafi hai," usne ek thandi saans bhari aur kursi se utha.
Jaise hi usne bahar ka lohe ka shutter girane ke liye hath badhaya, ek kaali SUV tezi se gali mein mudi aur uske library ke thik samne aakar ruki. Tyre ki ghisne ki awaaz itni tez thi ki Ishaan ka dil zor se dhadakne laga.
Gaadi ka darwaza khula aur ek ladki bahar nikli.
Wo Rhea thi.
Usne black body-hugging leather pants aur ek deep-cut tank top pehna tha. Uske baal bheege huye the aur uske chehre par gusse aur dard ka ek ajeeb mix tha. Uske ek hath mein pistol thi aur doosra hath usne apne pet (waist) par rakha tha, jahan se khoon tezi se nikal kar uski ungliyon ke beech se beh raha tha.
Ishaan ki toh jaise jaan hi nikal gayi. Usne kabhi asli bandook nahi dekhi thi. "A-Aap... aap theek hain?" usne darrte huye pucha.
Rhea ne uski taraf dekha. Uske hothon se ek karah (groan) nikli. Usne Ishaan ko dhakka dekar andar kiya aur shutter khud niche gira kar lock kar diya. Library mein ab sirf ek halki peeli light jal rahi thi.
"Ek shabd bhi mat bolna... varna goli maar dungi," Rhea ne haanfte huye kaha. Usne pistol Ishaan ki taraf tan di, par uske hath kaanp rahe the.
Rhea ladkhadayi aur Ishaan ne bina soche usey thaam liya. Uska bheege badan ki thandak aur uske mehnge perfume ki tez, nashili khushbu Ishaan ke hosh uda rahi thi. Rhea ka pura wazan Ishaan par tha. Usne mehsoos kiya ki Rhea ka badan kitna naram hai, par uski aankhon mein maut jaisa sannata tha.
"Aapko bahut khoon beh raha hai... please mujhe dekhne dijiye," Ishaan ne himmat juta kar kaha. Uska masoom chehra dekh kar Rhea ne apni pistol dhimi kar li.
Rhea ko ek purani lakdi ki kursi par bithakar, Ishaan turant first-aid kit laya. Uske hath thar-thar kaanp rahe the. Usne dekha ki goli Rhea ki kamar ke paas se nikal gayi thi, lekin zakham gehra tha.
"Aapko... aapko ye top thoda upar karna hoga... taaki main saaf kar saku," Ishaan ne sharam se nazrein niche karke kaha.
Rhea ne ek gehri saans li aur apna tank top thoda upar sarka diya. Ishaan ki nazrein wahi thithak gayi. Rhea ki naram, gori skin par wo laal khoon ka nishaan... wo nazara itna intense tha ki Ishaan ka gala sookh gaya.
Jab Ishaan ne antiseptic wala rui (cotton) uske zakham par lagaya, Rhea ne zor se Ishaan ka baazu (arm) pakad liya. Uske nakhun Ishaan ki skin mein dhas gaye.
"Ahhh... d-dheere..." Rhea ne danton tale apne hoth dabaye.
Dono itne kareeb the ki Ishaan Rhea ki har ek garam saans apne chehre par mehsoos kar sakta tha. Rhea ki nazrein Ishaan ke chehre par thi. Usne pehli baar kisi aise mard ko dekha tha jo usey dekh kar hawas (lust) se nahi, balki sacchi fikr se dekh raha tha.
Ishaan bade pyar se patti bandh raha tha. Uske naram hath jab Rhea ki skin ko chhu rahe the, toh Rhea ke badan mein ek ajab si jhanjhanahat ho rahi thi. Wo ek gangster thi, pathar dil thi, par is waqt wo is sharmile ladke ki nazdeeki se pighal rahi thi.
Patti bandhne ke baad, Ishaan ne jaise hi peeche hatne ki koshish ki, Rhea ne uska collar pakad kar usey apni taraf khinch liya.
"K-Kya kar rahi hain aap?" Ishaan ne ghabra kar pucha. Uske chashme ke peeche uski aankhen phat gayi thi.
Rhea ne usey apne itne paas khincha ki unki naak ek doosre se takrane lagi. Rhea ne uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar dhimi, nashili awaaz mein kaha, "Tumhe darr nahi lagta mujhse? Main tumhe abhi maar sakti hoon."
"Mujhe... mujhe sirf aapka dard dikh raha hai," Ishaan ne dabi hui awaaz mein kaha.
Rhea ne ek pal ke liye uske hothon ko dekha aur phir uski aankhon mein. Usne apna hath Ishaan ke gaal par rakha. Uske hath par abhi bhi khoon ke nishaan the, jo Ishaan ke saaf chehre par lag gaye.
"Tum bahut khoobsurat ho, Ishaan..." Rhea ne kaha, aur uski ungliyan Ishaan ke hothon ko sehlaney lagi. "Itne maasoom ki mera dil kar raha hai tumhe yahi tod dun."
Ishaan ki dhadkan itni tez thi ki usey laga uska dil bahar aa jayega. Rhea ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa junoon (obsession) chamak raha tha. Usne faisla kar liya tha. Ye ladka ab uski zindagi se bahar nahi jayega.
Bahar police ke siren ki awaaz gunji. Rhea turant khadi hui, halaki wo dard mein thi. Usne Ishaan ka hath kas ke pakda.
"Chalo mere saath."
"Kahan?"
Rhea ne uski aankhon mein dekhte huye ek dangerous muskurahat di. "Meri duniya mein. Ab se, tum Rhea Singh ki property ho. Aur main apni cheezein kisi ko nahi deti."
Ishaan ke paas mana karne ka mauka hi nahi mila. Rhea ne usey khinch kar gaadi ki taraf badhaya. Library ke piche chhooti kitabein ab purani baat ho gayi thi, kyunki Ishaan ek aisi dastan ka hissa banne ja raha tha jahan sirf gunah aur junoon ka raaj tha. Kaali SUV Delhi ki sadkon par tezi se daud rahi thi. Ishaan pichli seat par Rhea ke saath baitha tha. Rhea ka sir Ishaan ke kandhe par tika tha, uska ek hath abhi bhi pistol par tha aur doosra Ishaan ki hatheli ko kas ke pakde huye tha. Ishaan ko aisa lag raha tha jaise wo kisi khwaab mein hai—ek aisa khwaab jo jitna sundar tha, utna hi khatarnak.
"Hum... hum kahan ja rahe hain?" Ishaan ne dabi hui awaaz mein pucha.
Rhea ne apni aankhen thodi kholi. Uska chehra dard se thoda peela pad gaya tha, par uski nazron ka rob kam nahi hua tha. "Wahan... jahan se tum chah kar bhi wapas nahi ja sakoge."
Gaadi ek bahut bade iron gate ke samne ruki. Gate khulte hi ek vishal mansion dikhayi diya. Charo taraf hathiyaron se lais guards khade the, jo Rhea ko dekhte hi jhuk gaye. Ishaan ne itni security sirf filmon mein dekhi thi.
Rhea ke bodyguard ne darwaza khula aur Ishaan ne Rhea ko sahara dekar gaadi se bahara nikala. Jaise hi wo mansion ke andar dakhil huye, Ishaan ki aankhen phat gayi. Har taraf marble, mehnge jhoomar aur deewaron par ajeeb si dark paintings thi.
"Upar... mere kamre mein le chalo isse," Rhea ne apne guards ko ishara kiya, par phir Ishaan ki taraf dekha. "Nahi, sirf Ishaan mere saath aayega."
Upar bedroom ka darwaza khulte hi ek alag hi duniya thi. Kamra kaafi bada tha, jahan halki madham (dim) lights jal rahi thi. Hawa mein mehnge sharab aur ek nashili khushbu basi hui thi.
Rhea ladkhada kar apne king-size bed par gir gayi. Usne ek gehri saans li aur Ishaan ki taraf dekha, jo darwaze ke paas chup-chap khada tha.
"Darwaza lock kar do, Ishaan," Rhea ne kaha. Uska lehza (tone) aisa tha ki koi na nahi keh sakta.
Ishaan ne kapkapaate hathon se lock ghumaya. Uska dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki usey apne kaano mein uski awaaz sunayi de rahi rahi thi. Rhea ne apni leather jacket utaar kar phenk di. Ab wo sirf us bheege huye, khoon se sane tank top mein thi.
"Idhar aao," Rhea ne bed par thap-thapate huye kaha.
Ishaan dheere-dheere uske paas gaya. Rhea ne uska hath pakad kar usey apne itne kareeb khincha ki Ishaan uske ghutno ke beech khada tha. Rhea ne niche se upar Ishaan ko dekha—uski bheeghi shirt uske badan se chipki hui thi, jismein se uski halki muscles dikh rahi thi.
"Mere kapde badalne mein meri madad karo," Rhea ne bilkul sapatt awaaz mein kaha, par uski aankhon mein ek shararat thi.
Ishaan ka chehra tamatar ki tarah laal ho gaya. "M-Main? Lekin main kaise... main bahar kisi maid ko bula deta hoon."
Rhea ne ek jhatke mein Ishaan ko apni taraf jhukaya aur uske collar ko mutthi mein bhanch liya. "Maine kaha TUM madad karoge. Kya tumhe samajh nahi aata ki tum ab mere kaidi ho? Meri har pasand aur napasand ab tumhari zimmedari hai."
Rhea ne Ishaan ka hath pakad kar apne tank top ke nichle hisse par rakha. Ishaan ki ungliyan Rhea ki naram aur garam pet ki skin ko chhu rahi thi. Ishaan ki saansein atak gayi. Usne dheere se top ko upar sarakana shuru kiya.
Jaise-jaise top upar ja raha tha, Rhea ka gora badan aur uski deep curves Ishaan ke samne expose ho rahi thi. Ishaan ne apni aankhen band kar li.
"Aankhen kholo, Ishaan!" Rhea ne hukm diya. "Mujhe dekho. Main chahti hoon ki tum dekho ki tumhari 'Malkin' kaisi dikhti hai."
Ishaan ne darrte-darrte aankhen kholi. Rhea ka badan kisi aag ki tarah tap raha tha. Ishaan ne kapkapaate hathon se uska top nikala aur usey side mein rakha. Ab Rhea sirf apne black lace waale innerwear mein thi. Uske zakham se abhi bhi halka khoon nikal raha tha, par is waqt kamre ka mahaul dard se zyada lust aur tension se bhara tha.
Rhea ne Ishaan ko dekha, jo sharam se paani-paani ho raha tha. Usne Ishaan ka chehra apne dono hathon mein liya aur usey apne aur kareeb khincha.
"Itne masoom kaise ho sakte ho?" Rhea ne pucha, uski awaaz ab ek madhosh kar dene wali fusphusahat thi. Usne Ishaan ke hothon ko apne anguthe se sehraya. "Kya tumne kabhi kisi ladki ko aise nahi dekha?"
Ishaan ne sir hila kar 'na' kaha.
Rhea ne ek halki hansi hasi aur achanak Ishaan ko bed par apne niche gira liya. Halaki Rhea zakhmi thi, par uski taqat aur uska dominant nature Ishaan par bhari pad raha tha. Wo Ishaan ke upar jhuki, uske bheege baal Ishaan ke chehre par gir rahe the.
"Toh phir ye tumhari pehli class hai," Rhea ne kaha aur Ishaan ki gardan par apni naram dhooni (breath) chhodi. "Is pinjre mein tum azad ho, lekin sirf mere liye. Tumhe wo sab karna hoga jo main kahungi... har wo baat jo mere jism aur dil ko sukoon de."
Rhea ne Ishaan ke kaan ke niche ek halki kiss ki, jisse Ishaan ke poore badan mein ek current sa daud gaya. Usne anjane mein Rhea ki kamar par hath rakh diya aur usey apne kareeb khinch liya.
Rhea ki aankhon mein chamak aayi. "Good boy... tumhe sikhane mein maza aayega."
Bahar baarish abhi bhi ho rahi thi, par us kamre ke andar ek alag hi toofan shuru ho chuka tha. Ishaan ko ehsaas ho gaya tha ki wo is aurat ke jaal mein puri tarah phas chuka hai, aur hair
ani ki baat ye thi ki wo ab nikalna bhi nahi chahta tha.
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Chapter 2
The Grip and the Grace
The Grip and the Grace
Agli subah jab Ishaan ki aankhein khuli, toh ek pal ke liye usey samajh nahi aaya ki wo kahan hai. Resham ke naram takiye, sardi mein bhi halki garam hawa aur kamre ki wo gehri, mardana khushbu... ye uski purani library ke piche wala chota sa kamra nahi tha.
Usne karwat li aur dekha ki Rhea wahan nahi thi. Bed ka wo hissa jahan Rhea kal raat thi, abhi bhi thoda sa dabba hua tha. Ishaan ne dheere se us jagah par hath phera. Usne socha nahi tha ki uski zindagi ek hi raat mein itni badal jayegi. Kal wo kitabein jhaad raha bha, aur aaj wo shehar ki sabse badi 'Don' ke bedroom mein kaid tha.
Achanak, bathroom ka darwaza khula.
Rhea bahar nikli. Usne sirf ek safed silk ka bathrobe pehna tha jo uske naram kandhon se thoda phisal raha tha. Uske baal bheege huye the aur unse tapakti boondein uske gale aur seene ki gehraiyon mein kho rahi thi. Uske chehre par ab kal wala dard nahi tha, balki wahi purani 'Cobra' wali chamak thi.
"Jag gaye, maasoom?" Rhea ne aaine ke samne khade hokar apne baal jhatke.
Ishaan ne turant apni nazrein jhuka li. "M-Main... main ghar kab ja sakta hoon?"
Rhea ruki. Wo palat kar bed ki taraf aayi aur Ishaan ke bilkul kareeb baith gayi. Bed uske wazan se thoda jhuka. Rhea ne Ishaan ki thodi (chin) ko pakad kar uska chehra upar uthaya.
"Ghar?" Rhea ne halki hansi hasi, jo Ishaan ki dhadkano ko tez kar gayi. "Ishaan, tum abhi bhi nahi samjhe? Tumhara ghar ab yehi hai. Tumhari duniya ab mujhse shuru hogi aur mujh par hi khatam. Bahar police tumhare library ko seal kar chuki hai, aur mere dushman tumhari talaash mein hain. Agar bahar gaye... toh mare jaoge."
Ishaan ki aankhon mein aansu dabdaba aaye. "Lekin maine toh kuch nahi kiya! Maine toh bas aapki madad ki thi."
Rhea ka sparsh (touch) thoda naram hua. Usne apna angutha Ishaan ke hothon par phera. "Wahi toh tumhari galti thi. Is shehar mein koi kisi ki bina matlab madad nahi karta. Tumne ki... aur tumne mujhe apna bana liya."
Rhea uthi aur wardrobe se ek sharif-sa lekin mehnga kurta-pajama nikaal kar bed par phenka. "Taiyar ho jao. Aaj tumhe mere saath ek meeting mein chalna hai. Main nahi chahti ki tum mere piche yahan akele raho aur koi tumhe nuksan pahunchaye."
The Transformation
Ek ghante baad, Ishaan taiyar tha. Wo us kapde mein aur bhi zyada maasoom aur pyaara lag raha tha. Rhea ne usey upar se niche tak dekha. Usne aaj ek blood-red suit pehna tha jismein wo kisi raani se kam nahi lag rahi thi.
"Sundar lag rahe ho," usne Ishaan ke kaan ke paas kaha aur uska hath kas ke pakad liya.
Jab wo mansion ke niche aaye, toh wahan 10 kaali gaadiyan line se khadi thi. Har gaadi ke paas do-do guards khade the jinke haath mein automatic guns thi. Ishaan ka gala sookh gaya. Ye sab dekh kar usey ehsaas hua ki Rhea kitni badi aur dangerous aurat hai.
Meeting ek sunsaan godown (warehouse) mein thi. Rhea ne Ishaan ko apni gaadi mein apne saath bithaya. Puri raaste Rhea ne Ishaan ka hath nahi chhoda. Wo uske naram haath ko apne dastaane waale hathon se sehla rahi thi, jaise kisi ne apna naya khilona pakda ho.
"Darr lag raha hai?" Rhea ne pucha.
Ishaan ne dhime se haan kaha. Rhea ne uska chehra apni taraf moda aur uske hothon ke itne paas aayi ki Ishaan ko uski lipstick ki mehak aane lagi.
"Mujh par bharosa rakho. Jab tak tum mere paas ho, maut bhi tumse ijazat lekar aayegi," usne kaha aur Ishaan ke gaal par ek gehra nishaan (kiss) chhod diya.
The Dark Side & The Desire
Warehouse mein mahaul tanaav-purn (tense) tha. Ek aadmi zameen par gira hua tha, uska chehra khoon se lathpath tha. Usne Rhea ke business mein dhoka diya tha.
Rhea ne Ishaan ko ek kursi par baithne ka ishara kiya. "Yahi ruko aur dekho... ki jis aurat ke saath tum sote ho, wo asal mein kaun hai."
Ishaan ne dekha ki kaise Rhea ne bina palke jhapkaye us aadmi ko apni thokar par rakha. Uska raudra roop (angry avatar) dekh kar Ishaan kaanp raha tha. Rhea ne jab us aadmi ke hath par apna pair rakha aur wo chikhne laga, toh Ishaan ne apni aankhein band kar li.
Lekin tabhi Rhea ne piche se aakar Ishaan ko gale lagaya. Uske hath khoon se sane the, par usne bade pyar se Ishaan ki aankhon se patti hatayi.
"Darr gaye?" Rhea ne pucha, uski awaaz ab bilkul badli hui thi—wo abhi bhi vahi sexy aur dominant aurat thi.
Wo Ishaan ko piche ke ek cabin mein le gayi. Wahan sannata tha. Rhea ne Ishaan ko deewar se sata diya. Uske seene ki dhadkan Ishaan ki chhati par mehsoos ho rahi thi.
"R-Rhea... ye sab... ye khoon..." Ishaan haklaya.
"Shhh..." Rhea ne apne khooni hath Ishaan ki safed shirt par rakhe, wahan laal nishaan ban gaye. "Ye duniya aisi hi hai, Ishaan. Lekin jab main tumhe dekhti hoon, toh mujhe lagta hai ki shayad kuch 'safed' abhi bhi bacha hai."
Usne Ishaan ka chehra pakda aur is baar... wo intezar nahi kar sakti thi. Usne apne hoth Ishaan ke hothon par rakh diye. Ye kiss maasoom nahi thi. Ismein gussa tha, taqat thi aur ek ajeeb si bhook thi. Rhea ne Ishaan ke niche waale hoth ko danton se kaata, jisse Ishaan ke muh se ek halki siski nikli.
Ishaan ne pehli baar Rhea ki kamar ko kas ke pakda. Uska darr ab dheere-dheere ek ajeeb se junoon mein badal raha tha. Wo ek gangster thi, ek qatil thi, par us pal mein wo sirf ek aurat thi jo Ishaan ki maasoomiyat ko nichod lena chahti thi.
Rhea ne usey chhodte huye uske kaan mein phusphusaya, "Ghar chalkar... main tumhari ye sharafat puri tarah khatam kar dungi. Aaj raat, tum sirf mere ho. "Warehouse se mansion tak ka raasta poori tarah khamosh tha, par wo khamoshi sukoon wali nahi thi. Gaadi ke andar ka tanaav (tension) itna zyada tha ki lag raha tha hawa mein koi chingari chhod de toh aag lag jaye.
Rhea seat se tik kar baithi thi, uski nazrein khidki se bahar thi, par uska hath abhi bhi Ishaan ki thigh par kas kar tika tha. Ishaan ki shirt par wo khoon ke laal nishaan ab sookh chuke the, par wo nishaan usey baar-baar yaad dila rahe the ki wo kiske saath baitha hai.
Mansion pahunchte hi Rhea ne Ishaan ka hath jhatke se pakda aur usey seedha apne bedroom ki taraf khinchti hui le gayi. Guards ne nazrein jhuka li. Rhea ka gussa aur uska nasha dono is waqt apne ufaan par the.
The Vulnerable Predator
Kamre mein dakhil hote hi Rhea ne darwaza zor se laat maar kar band kiya aur usey lock kar diya. Usne apni red jacket utaar kar zameen par phenk di. Uske chehre par paseene ki boondein chamak rahi thi.
"Tumhe darr lag raha tha na wahan?" Rhea ne mud kar Ishaan ko dekha. Uski aankhen nashiili aur gehri lag rahi thi.
"Rhea... wo sab... wo aadmi... aapne usey itna dard kyun diya?" Ishaan ki awaaz kaanp rahi rahi thi.
Rhea uske kareeb aayi, uski har ek step Ishaan ki dhadkan badha rahi thi. "Kyunki ye duniya dard par chalti hai, Ishaan. Agar main dard na doon, toh log mujhe maar denge. Lekin tum..." Usne apna hath Ishaan ke seene par rakha, jahan uska dil kisi dhol ki tarah baj raha tha. "...tum toh alag ho. Tumhara dil itna saaf hai ki mujhe isse ganda karne ka mann karta hai."
Rhea ne Ishaan ko bed ki taraf dhakka diya. Ishaan girte-girte bacha aur bed ke kinare par baith gaya. Rhea uske samne khadi hui aur apne kurta (suit) ke button dhire-dhire kholne lagi.
"M-Main bahar jata hoon... aap kapde badal lijiye," Ishaan ne nazrein pher li.
"Nahi," Rhea ne garaj kar kaha. "Tum kahin nahi jaoge. Maine kaha tha na, aaj tumhari sharafat ka imtehaan hai. Mujhe nahlane mein meri madad karo. Mera zakham abhi bhi dukh raha hai."
The Bath: Fire and Water
Bathroom mein garam pani ka shower chal raha tha, jisse poora kamra dhund (steam) se bhar gaya tha. Rhea ne apna suit nikaal diya tha aur ab wo sirf apne black lace lingerie mein thi. Uska badan us steam mein kisi nashiili khwaab jaisa lag raha tha.
Ishaan ne ek thanda shower gel liya aur kapkapaate hathon se Rhea ki peeth (back) par lagana shuru kiya. Rhea ne apni aankhen band kar li aur ek gehri saans li.
"Tumhare hath bahut naram hain, Ishaan," usne phusphusaya.
Ishaan ki ungliyan jab Rhea ki gori aur naram skin par phisal rahi thi, toh uske andar ka darr dheere-dheere ek ajeeb se 'attraction' mein badalne laga. Usne dekha ki Rhea ki peeth par purane zakhmon ke nishaan the—kuch goli ke, kuch chaku ke. Ek pal ke liye Ishaan ko us par taras aaya. Usne bade pyar se un nishano par hath phera.
Rhea achanak palti aur Ishaan ko deewar (tiles) se sata diya. Garam pani dono par gir raha tha. Ishaan ki shirt poori tarah bheeg kar uske badan se chipak gayi thi, jismein se uski physical frame saaf dikh rahi thi.
Rhea ne apna chehra Ishaan ke gale mein chhupa liya aur wahan ek halki bite (katna) ki.
"Ah..." Ishaan ke muh se ek siski nikli. Usne anjane mein Rhea ki kamar ko apni baahon mein bhar liya. Rhea ka bheegha badan uske itne kareeb tha ki usey Rhea ke jism ki har ek garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi.
The Final Surrender
Rhea ne Ishaan ki aankhon mein dekha. "Aaj raat... main 'The Cobra' nahi hoon. Aaj raat main sirf ek aurat hoon jise tumhari zaroorat hai. Kya tum mujhe inkaar karoge?"
Ishaan ne kuch nahi kaha, bas Rhea ki aankhon mein dekha jahan sirf aur sirf junoon tha. Usne pehli baar himmat ki aur Rhea ke hothon ko apne hothon se chhualiya. Ye kiss unki pehli kiss se alag thi. Ismein maasoomiyat kam aur bhook zyada thi.
Rhea ne Ishaan ko khinch kar bed par lita diya. Wo uske upar aa gayi, uske bheege baalon se pani ki boondein Ishaan ke chehre par gir rahi thi. Usne Ishaan ki shirt ke button ek-ek karke tod diye.
"Ishaan... tum mere ho. Sirf mere," Rhea ne uske kaan mein phusphusaya aur uski gardan se lekar seene tak apni zaban se ek geeri lakeer khinchi.
Ishaan ne apne dono hath Rhea ke baalon mein fansa diye. Uska dimaag keh raha tha ki ye galat hai, ye aurat khatarnak hai, par uska jism Rhea ki har ek touch par pighal raha tha.
Us raat, us band kamre mein, saari hadein toot gayi. Rhea ne Ishaan ko apni taqat se nahi, balki apne jism ki aag se hara diya. Ishaan ne pehli baar mehsoos kiya ki ek gangster ki 'mohabbat' kitni gehri aur takleef-deh ho sakti hai.
Jab subah hone ko thi, Rhea Ishaan ki baahon mein so rahi thi. Usne pehli baar apni pistol takiye ke niche nahi, balki Ishaan ke hath ke paas chhodi thi. Usne Ishaan par poora bharosa kar liya
tha, par kya Ishaan is naye 'kaid' se kabhi nikalna chahega?
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Bohot badhiya the dono hi update
Kya is main bhi kuch fantasy se related hoga
Ya sirf underworld ke around hi hogi
Wese hero ka character masoom hai
Good
Pr baad main hero k character ko badass bana do
Wese reah ka character kafi acha hai
Mujhe bohot pasand aaya
Aur update weekly aiyga kya
Aur is k total chapters kitne honge approximately
Haiwaan
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Thanks bro
2 to 3 day me chapter ayenge
Agar response badhiya mila complete karunga
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Congratulations for new story brother.
Ekdum jhakkas story and characters bhi.
Mere khayal se xforum par pahli story hai jisme main ek Ladki ko gangster dikhaya gaya hai and also love story .
Amazing update
Ekdum jhakkas story and characters bhi.
Mere khayal se xforum par pahli story hai jisme main ek Ladki ko gangster dikhaya gaya hai and also love story .
Amazing update
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