Three days passed like a fever dream.
By the third morning Kesar woke before the first rooster, heart racing. The front of her blouse was soaked—two perfect dark circles spreading through the thin cotton. She touched herself in panic, fingers coming away wet and warm.
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A mature story with hinglish content. One maid. One politician's son. And an government house built on silence and rules. She works under his authority. What grows is unequal, unnamed, and dangerous. This is not love. It is proximity under power—and the cost of crossing it. Reader discretion advised.
It's an adult smut story based on Indian household where the daughter in law, gets into affair with her husband's youngest uncle. The story contains infidelity, and smut, and mention a bit of Hindi adult words.
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