The challenge hung in the air, charged and electric. Rishabh looked from one woman to the other. Naysa, fierce and familiar, her curves a landscape of past passion and present fury. Bhagyashree, voluptuous and new, her body a promised land of recent discovery. The thrill of the choice, the raw power of it, surged through him.
He reached out, but not towards Naysa. His hand found Bhagyashree’s, and he pulled her to him, crushing his mouth against hers in a searing, wet kiss.
















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