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" I muttered slowly and then I looked at Begum who was slightly looking at through the curtain and her transparent veil. I didn't know but I was feeling out of words now. It's like she made me forgot everything. My words, my world, and my everything. "Bhabhijaan, Ishara saaf hai ab to aap bhi izhaar kar hi dijiye" "Bhabhijaan, the motive is clear. Now should also say what you feel" Ibrahim said looking at Gulaab and I sat smiling waiting for her reply. I didn't know but it was like my life seem beautiful at this moment, hearing all the poetry from my begum making me feel on cloud nine. "Sultan!" She said slowly and I replied.

“Woah... It looks as luxurious as a suite room in our hotel, doesn't it? It seems all the maids there live in luxury.” Daisy could only take a deep breath when she heard Zoey's praise for her new room. "No. Other maids have shared rooms of 3 or 4 people. I'm the only one who's given a very luxurious room like this,” explained Daisy, which made Zoey look even more amazed. “Woah, it must be so much fun to be the Boss's favorite maid, uh? You must have saved a country in your previous life, that's why now you can get all this luck," said Zoey.

', I nodded, fresh lines of tears dampening my cheeks. I'm Saanvi advait singh, a low class girl who married my prince charming, an actual prince but not everyone's story is fairytale, mine's not for sure...I never deserved his deception, hate, anger and disgust but I received this all as my wedding gift. I'm his wife but namesake wife and I'm nothing more than a servant of these giant four walls. And this is my love story build on pillars of hate, vageance and regrets! A sinless beauty often lures the darkest devils, obscured in an overcast waiting to ravage on her scrumptious body...

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Thank you, sir," Andrew acknowledged, a hint of gratitude in his voice. As he began to share his tale, the air in the room grew heavy with the weight of emotions. His words painted a vivid picture of a girl in distress on the streets of London, pouring out her heart every night. Flora, captivated by the narrative, listened with a mixture of curiosity and empathy. "Some years back in London," Andrew continued, his voice carrying the echoes of the past, "there was this new girl who appeared on our street. Every night, she'd stand at the edge, her heart pouring out in screams. I couldn't bear to see her in tears, so I moved closer, became her friend." The room seemed to hold its breath as the s

I immediately turned around to look after Khushi, who was busy in cleaning the dirty dishes. "The leader of the Mafia world...The great billionaire....The Mafia boss, Abeer Malhotra, has been missing since after his accident. Has he really gone missing or is he dead?", flashed on the news screen as breaking news? I immediately turned down the sound of the channel and switched off the Television so that Khushi's eyes do not fall on this news. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I got frightened. Turning around I saw, Khushi was standing with a bag of warm water.

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She pointed to the bracklet clasped around my wrist. “You are now the woman of the hour. I know a real diamond when I see one, courtesy of Louis." she chimed in, wiggling her eyebrows. My cheeks burned, and I swatted at her arm. “Stop it. It’s not like that.” “Not like that? Girl, you have been upgraded. Diamond gifts, billionaire man, and, oh wait, what about that maid? What was her name? Shasha? The one who went psycho. Is she still around?"

Not when her biggest problem was a broken nail or a bad batch of designer perfume. Leila exhaled loudly, throwing her arms up. “Okay, fine. You’re stubborn as hell, so I won’t argue anymore.” She paused, eyes gleaming with something mischievous. “But—I have a brilliant idea.” Vlada arched her brow. “Oh no.” “Work for me,” Leila blurted out. “Seriously. I need someone I can trust. My maids—ugh—they keep messing with my stuff. One even stole my necklace last month. I’ve been cleaning my own room ever since.”