Shantaram Review Novels & Stories

"They can also cause just enough --" Shamira felt an unpleasant twinge at that sound, but then her mind accepted that it was a pleasurable sound as opposed to the ones that she had made the last time she had been chained up. She willed herself to stay calm as Shane continued to press in key spots along the sea of needles, then lay a heavy hand on the Representative's exposed ass. Shane continued his stroll around the woman, giving Shamira a good look at her boss. His smooth, leanly muscled chest was bare, meaning the only thing that he was wearing was a form-fitting pair of leather pants, complete with an easy to open fly. She had forgotten just how damn handsome he could be.

"Now singhaniya... All the men you had around the house are already captured, now your wife is with me, so be a good one and leave my and her gang because your men in this room are not enough and my men will kill them and of course before that I will kill your wife first" "I am not scared of your threats Aarav" "Well you should be because these are my men...yeah I am one of the biggest business man of country, I am the fucking ASR...., and I don't need any gang for my protection because I have the best...they all are trained excommandos of army...so trust me they are the best when it will come to kill" "Go ahead Aarav kill her, she is no use to me anyways"shyam said with disgust

But Zara soon felt bad when she realized that the attack on her life was the reason the activities were halted. “What are you doing, Zaramanni?” Sham’s soothing voice called from a distance, his blue eyes a delightful sight thanks to the side wrinkles that made his entire face smile. “I was waiting for you,” Zara replied, surprising herself by sounding like a deprived lover. Sham stepped further away from the slight darkness ahead. Once he was standing in front of the window, the high ground seemed disadvantageous. But his height proved useful because his head almost leveled with hers. “Are you feeling okay? Is your wound hurting?”

he added with seriousness. "Of course, bhai. Jayesh is trying his hardest to impress you these days. He won't slack off." "He better not" Samar did not try to hide the warning in his voice. Jayant could just nod. . . . . . That evening, in a posh Andheri building located on a very busy prime road, Samar sat in front of Rizwan frowning hard on the primary report he had prepared on Archer Calhill.

She shrugged all her thoughts and start enjoying with them. Arham is in his house .He did not go villa but decided to stay in the their house in the city .He is looking at the mirror ,he is looking at his cheeks .He is thinking in mind :you have to pay Sarah javed .You have to pay for my insult and this slap with your tears .He get to know about her name ,her family and she is studying medicine .Nothing important ,he get so much angry when his detective informed that useless information ,he even slapped him for this useless information.

When evening came I prepared some nice chapatis and beef stew. The anxiety in me was sky high as I anticipated for an evening of passion with my Shamba boy who seemed so promising. I even made sure to wear provocatively so that my curves would be so evident to try to see if I would win over Ken with physical appeal. I was seated on the coach watching some nice bongo movies when I heard a soft knock at the door. My heart skipped a beat. “Come in!” I said instinctively and held my breath to see who would come in. I did not even turn as I just wanted it to be a surprise to my psychology.

Then, the intercom crackled again. [ Arrival in 3 minutes. Prepare for disembarkation. ] [ Trial One: The Realm of Lust. ] Farrah’s heart skipped. Shane met her eyes. “Here we go.”