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Chapter Twelve Micah’s POV I didn't know when I fell asleep. I remembered finishing the food, barely tasting it through the rush of nerves and heat flooding my system. I kept glancing at the door like some pathetic dog waiting for its master. The second I was done eating, I retreated into the suite—his suite, technically. The one he’d given me. I stripped off my shirt and dropped it to the floor, hating how raw my skin felt. How charged. He said he might deal with me later. God, I hated how much I clung to that.

“As much as I would like you around, the second season of Laundry Heist wouldn’t watch itself, so off you go” “I’ll text you whatever the outcome is” “Sure, just try not to bathe him with your wine before he starts talking” Camila joked then opened the door. “That will happen if he deserves it” Joan pointed. “Text me when it happens, I want full deets” Camila winked then waved Joan one final by before shutting her door. “Finally, some time to myself” … The taxi stopped in front of ‘De’Luor L’Amour’ restaurant after about twenty minutes of driving, she wasn’t too familiar with this environment mainly because she never bothered about going on outings or hanging out with some elite friends she

Myra "Mumbai Meri Jaan" (Mumbai is my life) Randhir spoke as soon as our private jet landed at the Mumbai airport. That was my first visit to Mumbai. We reached the penthouse of Ranvijay. I could see my arrogant husband is really a billionaire. Keeping me with Z plus security Ranvijay and Randhir both left to finish their meetings and deals. "Underworld don has arrived" this one sentence was enough to make people shiver. I was roaming inside the penthouse and was talking to those servants. They were nice and different from what I saw in Jaipur. Minutes passed like hours. It was almost evening when Randhir returned to the house.

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We both had moved on. Yeah, I was lying to myself. I pulled away from her first and kissed her forehead. “Are you hungry? I heard there’s gulab jamun for dessert.” And just like that, it felt like we had never lost each other in the first place. If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

I quickly took my bath and changed into my night pajamas and sent Rohit a goodnight Message before I drift off to sleep, making sure my room door was locked. ******** 🖋️ Writer Pov 🖊️ Delhi City: Maharaja Palace: Lady Meera was alone in her chamber, going through some books on her table, when Amar appeared before her and told her something in her ears, Lady Meera nodded her head and Amar disappeared. "Rashmi!!" She yelled out the name and a knock sounded on her door. "Come in." The door to her room chamber opened and Rashmi, a middle age man, entered her room with his head bowed.

All I knew was he killed my brother mercilessly whom I trusted and loved from the depth of my heart and I hate him the most. Lying on the bed and looking at the inside version of the roof send some kind of relief in my body. It was round with beautiful designs and anyone could fell asleep just by looking at it for a few minutes. Well, sometimes I feel like these Mahabaleshgarh's People were blessed with a lot of wealth and beauty. Turning a little, I faced the view of the garden which was visible as the curtains were open. I wondered why Maa saheb gave me the most Precious Chamber but when she said that she wanted me to be her daughter-in-law, it made it a little clear to me.

After sometime Madhu snatched the novel from Bhanu's hand and asked her why she is coming to the trip? She looked at me and said for all of you. "Then why are reading novel, let enjoy the trip," Madhu said Jhanu. We start playing antakshar, cards and finally, we are near to our destiny, Aruku valley...

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The faint scent of damp earth and addictive aroma of brewing chai drifted from the small roadside stalls, where vendors set up their shops for the day. At the very top of the hill, away from the bustling markets and narrow lanes, Malhotra Mansion stood like a opulent palace. The grand estate, with its elegant glass windows, huge garden and sprawling lawns, screamed the wealth and power of Malhotras. But inside, it was too quiet. Too dark, too depressing. Money can buy happiness but not peace and the Malhotra’s proved it right with theor arrogance and cruel behavior which was usually witnessed by their staffs as well.