The morning sun filtered through the trees as I waited at the gate, bag over my shoulder and thoughts racing far ahead of the day. Kabir Sir had offered to drop us again. Not that I minded—it was kind of him. But something about the way his eyes held mine for those brief seconds made it hard to breathe normally.
Just want to earn by our own hardwork.
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It isn't like your usual reverse harem stories. This is A reverse harem story where one woman is relentlessly claimed by the dark, dominant alphas who crave her body—and break her soul. Three mafia legacy kings. One woman. A wildfire they can’t control. No mercy. No rules. Just raw obsession. What happens when three broken men—scarred by betrayal and blood—see one woman and lose control? Can obsession become salvation… or destruction? Will she fear them… or crave their touch? Are you ready to lose yourself…..Completely?
Forbidden Desire - III Two opposite souls, carved in the game of sinful madness-drawn together by desire, torn apart by fate. Viraj Rathod, 34 Viraj is the kind of professor who commands attention the moment he enters the room. Tall, lean, and well-built, he has an intensity in his dark eyes that's hard to ignore - sharp, focused, and a little intimidating. His neatly styled black hair and sharp features make him look effortlessly put-together, but there's a restless energy beneath his calm exterior. He's strict and professional with everyone else, but there's an unmistakable possessiveness that surfaces whenever Sanwari's around - a quiet control he doesn't try to hide. Sanwari Mishra, 21 Sanwari is bright and spirited, with a graceful presence that makes her stand out without trying. A krishn devotee, her warm brown eyes hold a mix of innocence and determination, like she's ready to take on the world but isn't afraid to be vulnerable. Her long, dark hair frames her expressive face, She's new to the game, but her curiosity and quiet fire make her a magnetic challenge to Viraj's strict control, exactly what draws him in and holds him captive. What happens when desire whispers louder than reason, and the line between right and wrong fades in the heat of a single glance? My Professor Copyright © 2025 All Rights Reserved
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