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I chunk her hairs and pulled her face near me , her face is looking so red and her eyes are filled with tears. "Please Armaan, please let me go , " she begged me , that's how i used to beg her for her love but she fucking pushed me out of her life like trash.

"You know i wont show any mercy on you darling then why are you begging me now, " i said to her and pushed her on the bed. I started working on my shirt button and licked my lips so lustfully.

"I am gonna enjoy night with your fuckable body and make you scream my name in pain, " i yelled at her.

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Nandini was his everything his love, his life , he was ready to do anything for her . she knew he loved her since childhood but she fall in love with his best frind.

Will Armaan forgive her ?

Will he let his love go out of his life ? Or Armaan will push Nandini in burning hell and make her life misreable.

"You do this every night. But had I spared you even for a night " he whispered those words in my ears and squeezed my waist.

"Come. Now don't test my patience" he said pressing his forehead against mine for a moment.

He is my husband, he claimed that he loves me but I don't love him, I never loved him. My parents fixed my marriage with him when we were kids.

I lost my parents in a car accident, that time I was only 14 years old, I became an orphan but my husband's family adopted me, my uncle - aunty loves me so much, they always considered me as their daughter, I don't know when I started calling them papa, maa.

I was only fourteen but my husband Armaan Oberoi, he was 18. Since childhood he was so possessive, Aunty I mean maa told me this thing many times, when I stayed with him he pushed me away from him and when I made friends, he threw them out of my life.

After adoption, I thought I would become part of the Oberoi family and slowly I started to consider Armaan my brother but that devil started showing me his real colors when I became 16, he didn't let me go out, he didn't let me wear what I wanted. He took me shopping, he selected all my clothes. But I start hating him more and more.

Then Kabir came into my life, he was my best friend, I never loved him in that way but I always showed that devil I love Kabir. Due to maa papa fear, that devil didn't hurt me but I never thought my stupid game will put me in deep trouble.

Join the brutalal journey of Nandini and Armaan..............