Seven days since the oil-slick night on his bed. Seven days of Rajveer waking up before dawn, disappearing into the fields until the stars came out, speaking to Kesar only in short, clipped sentences about Ansh's health or the weather.
Seven days of Kesar burning alive.
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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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