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Story: His Kidnapped Bride

Mayil quickly bites his neck, and he shouts with loud laughter.

"Who started this, love?"

"You can't say enough that you've never had a girlfriend instead of troubling me like this."

"Why... I am handsome and dashing, so at least I have approx. 10 girlfriends."

"10 girlfriends..."

Mrityunjay was walking while talking to her, carrying her comfortably on his back, but suddenly she kicked him on the back, jumped downward, placed both her hands on her waist, and quickly came in front of him.

"Okay, I also want 5 boyfriends."

"Fine… Go and search for them."

Mayil looks from head to toe angrily and says that he doesn't care that she is asking him if she is going to make a new boyfriend. She quickly moves toward a boy who is exercising there; she sits in front of him and asks.

"Do you know English?"

"Yes, Miss, what can I do to help you?"

Seeing a beautiful girl in front of him, the boy smiles and starts answering her in a friendly way. But then his eyes go backward. Mrityunjay is standing in front of him, opening his jacket and showing his biceps well while folding his arms across his chest. He understands in a second that that girl belongs to this man, and he quickly answers.

"Ma'am, I have very urgent work; I must go."

The boys quickly run away. Mayil looks at Mrityunjay, who is smirking. She turns to another boy, but the same thing happened with him as well. All the bodyguards who are surrounding them like normal people are laughing. She stomps her feet and moves towards their cottage.

But as soon as they enter their room, Mrityunjay immediately takes her in his arms and goes to the washroom. He quickly turns on the shower. Both of them start getting wet without discarding their clothes, and Mayil is looking at him with fake anger. But soon her anger turns into a smile.

She snakes her arms around his neck and suddenly claims her right on his lips, which he gladly welcomes, sucking her lips like he wanted to quench the thirst of years. Warm, lukewarm water is wetting them, and they are enjoying their kiss under the shower like they forgot the world. She bit his lower lips hard so that blood started oozing quickly, she said.

"I know very well that I am your first and last girlfriend; no one has come before me, and no one will come after me. But if you take someone else's name even in a joke again, then I will punish you very severely."

"If the punishment is so beautiful, I am ready to tell such lies every day."

They both hug each other and keep wetting in the water like there is no other work remaining for them.

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Jagdish is so engrossed in his work that even then there is a knock on the door, which he says immediately without looking up.

"Come in… (Look up.) Come on, papa, do you need permission?"

Mohan smiles and sits in front of him. He is still busy with his work, he suddenly says.

"Seeing you work like this, I miss Prakash very much. He was also very busy with his work, just like you, with the same posture. I don't know why God suddenly took him away."

Hearing about his father's death, Jagdish's hands stopped for a while. Prakash dies because of a heart attack. Jagdish loved his father very much. Remember him all the time. Mohan knows that Jagdish respects his father very much and loves him very much. To date, he has not been able to love Mohan as much as he loves his father. This often hurts Mohan a lot.

Jagdish looks at the file in his hand and looks at him, then asks.

"This file..."

"I have decided to merge my company with your company because Shweta stays away from you due to continuous working in my company, and I don't want both to get separated because of me; you both need each other too much. You both stay away from each other just because of work, and I don't want to cause this separation, so this company is merging with your company from now on."

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