
Shahar mein bhari baarish ho rahi thi. Sadkein sunsaan thi, lekin Professor Aryan ka bada, aalishan bungalow shahar ke shor se dur, andhere mein ek alag hi duniya lag raha tha. Aaj raat koi class nahi thi, koi assignment nahi tha. Aaj raat Riya ka "Final Exam" tha—not on paper, but in servitude.
Aryan apne living room mein baitha tha, haath mein expensive whiskey ka glass. Usne ek black silk robe pehna hua tha jo uske broad chest ko slight expose kar raha tha. Ghadi mein raat ke 10 baj rahe the.












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