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Chapter 30

She had a sense of humor, that one, he’d thought somewhat sourly while straightening the cuff links she had left for him on the dresser. They were white gold Frankenstein’s Monster heads. He had blanched when he had first seen them, and would perhaps never have worn them at all if not for her taunting him. “Its  by Stephen Webster Arnav. Does that...

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Chapter 29

There’s something to be said for world class hotels, Khushi mused as she expertly rolled her Chantilly lace topped thigh high nude stockings over very well moisturized skin. They evoked the an atmosphere of film noir - of blue smoke. A thousand untold stories and mysteries. Hotels were straight out of the golden age of romance and Khushi would see to it that...

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Chapter 28

Mr. & Mrs  Akash Singh  the elegantly embossed gold and maroon linen envelope was addressed as - Payal laughed; tad bit hysterically - Mr. and Mrs. sounded so... so much like a team - so much like a relationship; instead of one involving a slave and her overlord; not even in the fun way. She laughed - thank God, she retained her sense...

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