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Author's POV
Velvet Cortex Casino, this one of the state. Most richest and powerful people only come in. In the VIP room, a girl was sitting on her knees and sucking someone's cock. " Ahh.... ahh. Yes my slut suck it harder."
This is Aasim Siddiqui, the ruler of the opponent political party and the biggest rival of Abhimaan.
He grunted and then held that girl's head and then demonically started to thrust his cock inside her mouth demonically. She gagged and her mascara spread around near her eyes.
" Arghhhhh!"
Aasim came inside that girl's mouth. That girl got up and then went from there. Aasim then closed the belt and looked at the man sitting in front of him.
That man was smoking cigarette. " I must say Uday. Your choices in women are best. " said Aasim. Uday and Aasim share a good friendship only in the shadows. In front of the world, they are the biggest enemy.
Uday threw the cigarette down and looked at Aasim. " I know that. But Aasim, thing are going bad to worse." said Uday.
" What happened, Thakur sahab that you are so worried? " asked Aasim's eldest son, Armaan said while coming there. Armaan sat down with his father.
Uday picked a photo and then kept it on the table. Armaan picked the photo and then looked at this. " Her boobs looks tasty. Who is she?" asked Armaan.
Uday picked the glass of whiskey. " Ishqi, Abhimaan married her. And now people who are close to Ishqi will surely vote for Abhimaan and his vote bank will increase. " said Uday.
" What do you want, Uday?" asked Aasim, " I want this girl out but not so soon. " asked Uday, " What do you mean?" Aasim. Uday looked at Aasim. " Aasim, as far as I know Abhimaan might be showing the world that he is a stone hearted man but he is a soft hearted person. I will kill that Ishqi when she becomes his obsession. "
Armaan chuckled. " Why do you want to destroy your own son?" asked Armaan, " There are many reasons. I can't tell you about that. " said Uday. Uday got up and then kept a card in front of Aasim and Armaan.
" This is the reception invitation of Abhimaan and Ishqi. Be there." said Uday and then walked out of the VIP room. Aasim and Armaan sat there looking at Uday. " This Uday is thinking about something very bad." said Aasim.
Ishqi's POV
I was roaming in the room. How stupid can I be? I should have taken care that Thakur sahab didn't force me to have that kheer.
What if Baba hadn't c come on time. I would have died till now. When I saw him coming inside with the same bowl of kheer.
I froze there while looking at this kheer bow. Why is this man behind me for having this kheer? He closed the door with his leg.
" Something is left my dear wife. You have to eat this kheer that you had left from having from my hands?"
He said while taking the kheer in the spoon.
" NOO."
I shouted and threw the kheer down. Thakur sahab started to laugh.
" I new that you had mixed something in that kheer. I had seen you mixing something in that kheer. What was it that you put in that kheer?"
He asked while walking towards me. I started to move back.
" Lo .... Look stay away from me. "
I said while pointing my index finger towards him. Suddenly I got pinned to the wall. He threw the kheer somewhere in the room. I looked around and saw a needle kept there. I picked it and showed it to him.
" If you come closer to me, then I will."
" Do it. Do it then."
He said while keeping both of his hands on the wall. Now I was caged between him and the wall. He was coming closer to me.
I pecked that needle into his flesh. He didn't even get the expressions that he is feeling any pain. I was still pushing the needle inside his body.
Ninety percent of the needle went inside his flesh and still he didn't feel any kind of pain.
" Tum sach me janwar ho."
" You are really an animal."
I said and pulled out of the needle from his flesh. He had got hurt and blood was coming out of it..
" You are hurt."
I said while looking at his wound that I only made. I kept a hand on it to stop the blood from flowing.
" Come sit. I will put the bandage."
He sat down on the bed and started to remove his shirt. I picked the first aid box and then came to him.
I picked the medicines and then started to apply it on his wounds.
" Kaise ladki ho tum? Khud hi gawah deti ho aur khud hi malham lagati ho."
" What kind of girl you are? You hurt me yourself and apply the ointment yourself."
His words got a smile on my face. I closed the medicine's cap and looked at him.
" Meri aandar ek dil hai. Jo dusro ka dard dekh sakti. "
" I am a have heart inside me. That can see the pain of the other person."
I said and then went from there to keep the first aid box. I turned around and saw a lot of bullet marks on his back.
I gasped as I observed the bullet marks on his back, a wave of shock and curiosity washed over me. How had he acquired these wounds? What kind of life had he led before crossing paths with me?
But even as questions swirled in my mind, I knew better than to pry. There were boundaries between us, lines I dared not cross. And yet, the sight of his scars stirred something within me, a desire to understand the man behind the facade.
"Thakur sahab, these wounds..."
I started, my voice trailing off as I struggled to find the right words.
He turned to face me, his expression unreadable.
"They're reminders of a past I'd rather forget." he said, his voice tinged with bitterness.
He wore his shirt and then walked out of room. His past? What is his past?
Why am I getting concerned? I hate this man. I sat on the bed and then started to think about my dream. My dream to be the best fashion designer.
I don't know if I will be able to complete my dream ever.
" Choti Thakurain."
I heard the voice of a girl and looked at her. She was standing in a lehenga choli.
" Yes?"
I asked while rising up from the bed.
" Choti Thakurain, I am Ratan. Badi Thakurain has sent me to be your personal servant."
I nodded on Ratan's words.
" Okay. So, help me adjusting my clothes. "
" I will. Badi Thakurain is calling you down. "
Ratan came inside and then I walked out of the room. I came down and saw some ladies sitting there with cups of tea in their hands and talking to Bua ji.
" Oh here she is. Meet Ishqi, Abhimaan's wife. "
Dadi announced. Maa came to me and held my hand.
" Ishqi, these all our relatives."
She looked at me and then scanned me.
" You are very simple. Just like Maa told me. "
She got up and then came to me. She took circles around me while smoking. I felt irritating.
" I hope that you are not like Aradhya who taunts her husband for everything he does. Right Maa."
She said and then sat down along with the other ladies. I looked at Maa who felt bad but didn't say anything. She clapped her hands and some maid came there with boxes.
" Come here and take these gifts from your Bua-in-law."
She said. Maa tapped on my shoulder and I walked towards her. I sat down near her. Bua ji picked a red chunni and kept it on my head.
Then she kept some boxes in my lap.
" These are for you. Enjoy. "
Bua ji said and then smiled. I also forced a smile on my face. She wasn't giving me good vibes. I got up and then gave the stuff to Ratan.
" Keep it in my closet."
" Sure Choti Thakurain."
Ratan said and then went from there. I looked at Maa.
" Maa, I need to change. "
" Okay beta. You change. "
Maa said.
" Really? You should have the habit of wearing these sarees for the whole day. And these looks like light saree, we sued to wear heavier sarees than these."
Bua ji said. I looked at her and smiled.
" Actually, I don't have the habit of wearing this. I'll just come."
I said and then walked upstairs in my room. I came there and sat down.
" Choti Thakurain, need any kind of help?"
Ratan asked. I looked at her and nodded.
" No, you can leave."
I said and she left from there. I got up and then closed the door of the room. I just wanted to relax for some time.
I removed the saree and then walked inside the washroom. I wore the bathrobe. I filled the bath tub with the water. I tied my hair in a bun.
The water got filled and then I sat down inside the tub to enjoy myself. The tub was very large. Enough for three to four people. The tub that I had was too small but I was comfortable with it also.
I was rubbing myself. Suddenly I started to remember his hard biceps and muscles that i saw on the wedding night. I didn't know why but I was thinking about him only. I felt my nipples getting hard and pussy getting wet even in water.
" Thinking about me, my little Begum. "
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