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Rajveer Singh Rathore was supposed to marry my sister, but now we are bound in a marriage.
He never wanted me and I also don't want him. I love someone else, and he loves my sister.
A marriage tangled...
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"बारिशें तो कई बार तन्हा ही सह ली हैं, मगर आज की बेबसी ने रूह को झकझोर दिया। बादल भी सरेआम आँसू बहा रहा है खुले आसमान में, हमने जो बहाए तो तमाशे का इल्ज़ाम देकर हमें खामोश कर दिया।"
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I woke up with a heavy hand on my right tit from under my top, and later I realized it was my own husband's. I rolled my eyes.
This man and his obsession with my breasts were getting concerning.
I grabbed his hand and tried to put it on my stomach, but he placed it back on my breast.
He nuzzled more into my neck from behind, pressing himself against me, as if he could get any closer.
I grabbed his hand and yanked it away, and he groaned in frustration.
"What are you trying to do?" he asked in his deeply husky voice that sent shivers down my spine.
"Morning, sunshine," I mumbled, and he placed his hand back on my breast. I turned around to face him, and this man still didn't remove his hand.
I saw his eyes were still closed, and he was sleeping.
"Hey, leave me," I said, clutching his wrist. He opened his eyes and glared at me, and I scoffed.
The audacity of this man to glare at me.
"I'm not leaving you ever," he said, and I huffed in frustration at his dumbness.
"I'm asking you to leave me so that I can take a bath," I said, trying to push him away, but I gasped when he pinched my nipple.
"What do you think you are doing?" I asked, and he just shrugged and shifted my top upwards so that my breasts were bare. His eyes darkened, and he started sucking them, making me moan.
