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Mani And Pedi Near Me

YOU AND ME—OUR TIMELESS LOVESTORY

Prologue Kolkata, a city that never sleeps, where the past and present walk hand in hand, where power and justice often blur into shades of gray. It is here that fate entwines the lives of two individuals who could not be more different-yet are destined to collide. Ritwick Chaterjee, at thirty-two, has carved a name for himself in the force. As the Deputy Commissioner of the Central Division, he is a man who commands respect and fear in equal measure. Ruthless in his pursuit of justice, unwavering in his morals, and relentlessly in his battles, he walks the fine line between duty and danger without hesitation. To criminals, he is a nightmare; to his department, he is a legend. Then there is Shrirupa Mukherjee-young, vibrant, and full of life. At twenty-two, she has just completed her master's degree, standing at the crossroads of her future. She dreams of independence, of carving her own path, yet she is bound by the weight of expectations. The dutiful daughter of an influential family, she is caught between proving her worth and fulfilling the responsibilities thrust upon her. If the world sees her as delicate, they fail to notice the quiet storm brewing within. Two souls-one forged in the fires of duty, the other flowing like a river seeking its course. He, a man hardened by experience; she, a woman untouched by the world's cruelty. When their worlds collide, it is neither gentle nor expected. For some, destiny is a whisper. For them, it arrives like a thunderstorm. Neither of them knows it yet, but their story is about to begin. And once it does, there will be no turning back.
Komolika · 286 Views

My Psycho Stepson and me

Lesly was just your typical kind of sadistic high school gym teacher, having her idyllic life disturbed when she was taken away by this strange butler, who informed her about her being the true heiress of a fallen family.  That wasn't all; he was asking her to sign the papers to marry a husband whom she had never met before. Normally, she would have run away and reported them to the police—if it weren't for them threatening her with the (for her) most important hostage. On her first day in the villa of her new husband, she barged in on her stepson, intertwined with a brunette girl, not stopping to do the deed just because of her presence. Clearly a psycho. Next was the husband, who enticed her with money if she stayed for a year, slept in his bed, and played his wife.  Lesly decided to go through with it for the good ol' money - however, after being introduced properly to her psycho stepson with ravishingly handsome looks, she had a feeling that things in this house would develop in a dangerous direction. And she should be proven right. First Volume: 'The Burning Man' is finished! I am going on hiatus with this because it was a hell of a ride for me as well. I think the big unveiling is done now, and I hope I answered most of the questions. I have a few ideas in mind for the second volume, but I wanted to write something new. The author is unpredictable, so maybe I take it on tomorrow again, but right now, I don't know. Thanks for all your support! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ*
Chay007 · 159.1K Views

Half me and half...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.
Inemin · 114.2K Views
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