
Saturday night after the marriage meeting, the atmosphere in Priya’s house was tense. Her mother was very happy because the boy’s family had almost said yes. Aunty kept praising Priya and talking about the wedding preparations. Priya smiled weakly, but her mind and body were only craving Rahul’s dark touch.
At 11:30 PM, when her parents finally went to sleep, Rahul sent a message: “Terrace. Now. Don’t wear anything under your nighty.”




















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