โ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ง ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ค๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ฎ ๐๐ค๐ง๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐จ ๐จ๐ค๐ก๐๐ก๐ฎ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐จ.โ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฃ๐จ ๐๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐จ ๐๐ก๐ค๐จ๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ข๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง๐จ, โ๐๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฉ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฌ, ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค๐ , ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค๐ .โ A story where the VILLAIN gets the girl.
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In no time, the gun is touching his forehead but he grabs it in his hand and brings it down to his chest, near his heart. My hands shake without me realising and I think I am going crazy because this proximity and this situation is making me feel something between my legs. I am seriously going crazy. I need help. โIdhar shoot karo. Ek baar mein mar jaunga.โ (Shoot here. Iโll die at once.) He speaks as if he isnโt affected one bit. Does he think Iโm fooling around? Well, at this point even I feel I am just fooling around because why the fuck can I not gather the courage to shoot this motherfucker? โKaran, step back. Warna jaan le lungi tumhari.โ (Or else I will kill you.) A soft chuckle escapes his lips, and he leans down and whispers in my ear. โLe lo, main ek baar na bhi nahi krunga. Bas ek shart hai meri.โ (Kill me, I wonโt even hesitate for a second. I just have one condition.) โWhat?โ โEk raat.โ
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