New RishBala FF - " One Love,One Passion"
Prologue :
Oh my sexy Ass!..What any awesome melony arse she has!. He was lying bare on the massage table, his head looking the glossy marble floor in one angle, but concentrating on 360 degree to the other side of the person, the person or the greek goddesses image reflecting on the opposite mirror and the glossy marble floor.
She was on the other side, had bent a little, her curvaceous long body like the emu bird to get a peck of her food, nada, she tilted her head down, by showing her butt to buckle her heels.
She was in a short micro mini skirt with a spick T top, with a sexy black stalkings underneath lay her creamy, flawless skin covering the long sleek, tender thangadi kabab legs. In a high heel, half her top balls hanging out.
He saw her back pose in the mirror and was now framing a new game for her. He was spinning a new web for catching the prey, as he was the spider.
He was the arrogant bas***d Rishabh Kundra. Who could have anything he wanted at that minute. Gals, or booz or money or movie. Anything he wanted, he would get. But FATE.. doesn't get his desire.. the passion.. the Junoon or the ishq.. Miss. Madhubala Malik.
She a simple gal. But high in spirits. Equally arrogant and never die attitude. Head strong. Educated, cut throat at times. Sophisticated yet sensitive. Poor, but rich with love of people who really love and care for her.
How two people who are the same in personalities, how he does the tom and jerry journey trapping her in and out, and how she doesn't budge and gets escaping from his trap we see.
Finally does love win over their egos and attitude.. we will find out.
New to this forum and my first Short fiction in MB. Pls buddy me for PMS. Would love to see your views and comments.
Thanks in advance.
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