LOGINAlex was busy handling his business and had promised to move to Bali soon. On the other hand, all the responsibilities of the wedding arrangements are on Anjali's shoulders. Although Alex assigned all the duties to the professionals, Anjali strictly denied their involvement because she wanted a simple and private wedding ceremony and didn't want any chance of mistakes; that's why she handled even the smallest tasks herself. " I want the whole pavilion decorated with fresh flowers.", Anjali ordered the florist. " We will provide you on time. Please give me the list of flowers you want along with their quantity," the florist replied." Yeah, sure, I will. Thanks for agreeing to the order in a short period. Anjali held the hand of the florist." You shouldn't; I should have to say thanks to me that you for giving me the opportunity. Most of the event planners charge a fair amount for us. ", the florist informed." Do one thing, give me your card, and I will suggest it to my friends.
Alex started rubbing his thumb harshly on her delicate folds while pumping hard into her dripping wet core. " Aaahhhh.... ", Anjali sub consciously moan while arching her back to give the best access to her pussy so that he could go further.When Alex hastily pulled out his fingers from her wet core and mercilessly tore away her panties, his sudden action jolted her, making her want him to touch her more. In meantime Alex removed his boxer," Babygirl, I am goint to take you now, for long time, be prepared . ", Alex whispered in her ears while positioning his dick on the the entrance on her pussy. Anjali bit her lips and nodded in approval, Alex slapped the tip of his dick on her clit, " I want answer babygirl . ", Alex asked and teased her pussy by rubbing his dick." Okay.. "Anjali replied with a heavy voice and corrected that ", he pushed his entire length in her tight, wet core in one swift go." Aaaahhhhhhhh............", Anjali moaned and arched her back while on the other hand
The entire ride back home was shrouded in an uncomfortable silence. Neither Alex nor Anjali dared to break it; unspoken words hung heavy. Alex held her hand tightly, his grip possessive yet gentle, as if trying to offer comfort without uttering a single word."I’ll make something for you," he announced quietly, his voice barely breaking through the stillness."I'm not hungry; I'm just tired," Anjali replied, her words a thin veil over the truth as she turned away and went to her room. Once inside, she collapsed onto her bed, the softness of the sheets doing little to ease the turmoil in her heart. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she wept silently, the silent sobs echoing the pain she felt inside. Meanwhile, Alex, sensing the emotional storm brewing within her, knew there was a way to reach her. Resolute, he decided he would talk to her in the morning and began to mentally plan how to create a brighter day for them both.Later that night, when he slipped into the room, he found Anja
**The Next Day...**As dawn broke, a gentle light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. When Alex finally stirred from his deep slumber, he realized that he was still curled up in the same position from the previous night. He couldn’t recall when exactly exhaustion had embraced him, but he distinctly remembered the comfort of resting his head on Anjali's lap, drowning in tears yet finding solace in her presence. After a decade of tumult, the morning air felt invigorating, as if it had lifted a weight he had carried for far too long.Nearby, Anjali lay still, her soft breaths creating a rhythm of serenity. A serene smile danced on her lips as she gently threaded her fingers through Alex's hair, lost in her dreamscape. The sudden movement stirred Anjali awake when Alex attempted to disentangle her hand from his hair. She blinked rapidly, instantly alert, her brow furrowed in concern as she scanned Alex's eyes for any sign of distress. "What happened?" she
Present...............After hearing about Alex's past and the heartbreak that resulted from his father's greed, Anjali is overwhelmed with guilt. She never expected her history to resurface in such a profound way. The pain and suffering experienced by Alex and his family seemed beyond repair, and it dawned on her that she too was a victim in this tragic story.“I’m so sorry, Alex. I had no idea you had endured so much,” Anjali said, tears filling her eyes as she moved closer to him, seeing him on his knees, grieving his loss.“Your apology doesn’t change anything,” Alex responded, his voice strained. “Do you even know what followed? This was just the start of the hell that your father created. The rest became a nightmare you should have recognized.”"No, I don't want to, Alex, please," Anjali cried. She was terrified that another revelation would break her and cause her to not be able to forgive herself or her mother."You needed her; it’s all because of your mother. She betrayed us
Anjali's accusation left Stephen in a cold sweat. "Because of that bastard, I'm going to lose everything," he cursed as he slowly reached for the pistol lying on the floor next to Alex.He picked up the gun and aimed it at Anjali, whose eyes widened in horror as she realized what her father intended to do. "No, you can't! I want to go back to Mommy!" she cried out.Stephen remained silent, his finger hovering over the trigger. Just then, Alex lunged at him, snatching the gun from his grasp. "You bastard! You killed my dad, and now you’re trying to kill that innocent girl! I won’t let you get away with this. You’ll pay for everything!" Alex shouted, pointing the weapon at Stephen."Mommy! Mommy! Save me!" Anjali screamed, terrified by the fierce look in Alex's eyes."Alex, don’t do anything foolish! I can give you whatever you want. Just spare my life!" Stephen pleaded, trying to manipulate him."I’m not a monster like you! You murdered my father!" Alex yelled, ready to pull the trigge
"Dad! Mom left," Alex exclaimed, his face a mix of shock and disbelief.Alec stayed silent, pouring himself a drink and downing it swiftly, which only fueled Alex's anger."Stop drinking! Just answer my question!" Alex shouted, grabbing the glass from him."Shut up! Give that back!" Alec snapped at Ale
" No , way ! I won't meet that son of bitch . Just a mere thought about him boils my blood . " , Alex yelled on Michelle while huffing in anger ." Calm down buddy ! we don't have another option . Look I think by talking to him him resolves your conflict . " , Michelle said while reading the detai
Alex was busy in doing his work while Michelle was sitting in front of him , doing nothing and is lost in his deep thoughts . " Got it ! " , Michelle speak all of sudden forcing Alex gave him a " are you crazy " look ." Dude ! I got it . Now I get it everything . " , Michelle grinned ." I think
" Can't you meet at decent place ? " , Alex sneered .Hercules made a fake sad face , " Awwww ! Richie rich don't like my place . " he teased ." People like you deserve to live and die in these slums . " , Alex taunted ." Alex you are getting too far . " , Michelle scolded ." What I said was true .







