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In My Heart ♥♥♥ Jaan PART 1
The night was still young. I looked out of window with the white bedsheet covering my naked body. Mumbai city Light were still bright and it was as if we were sleeping on top of house. The Big penthouse Kapoor Mension was quiet except for the snoring sound beside me.
It was a waste not to see his beautiful s**y brown eyes. Those eyes have ability to can kill someone and take their breath away.
Ram looked less intimidating and less serious when he’s sleeping.
After hours of deep intense love making we did, I was happy and satisfied. My mind was still blown at the fact that I just slept with Ram Kapoor – the multi-billionaire who owns Kapoor Industries and yes My boss.
It was wrong in every possible way. He’s famous Bad Boy, the famous ladies’ man. He changes his girlfriends one just a blink of eyes. Like what the gossip section and his fan page stated – Ram Kapoor doesn’t settle down. His company maintained the top ten International business lists. His net worth was more than 20 years of my salary.
Tonight was Kapoor Industries fifty anniversary and tonight, Ram’s eyes were on me all night. Until he approached me, taking my breath away and all I could see in his eyes was pure lust and I am sure he sees same it in me too.
That’s how we ended in his bed. His touch sent electricity to my body. When his lips taste mine, everything went still and all I could think was how fast my heart was pumping
He said u r 1st girl who came in my bedrom he said he doesn’t let any girls sleeps in his bedroom. He said I am beautiful, amazing and he called out the fake name I gave to him – Riya
He probably said this to every girl he slept with
When Ram approached me in Party, all I could think was danger. Half of me wants to run away from him and don’t want to bump into him at all. Half of me want to grab him and make him mine for always. I bet half of the female of mumbai wants it too.
I’m no different from his other. I can not afford to let anyone break my heart again.
This was why I came out of his bedroom, taking my clothes and left him in deep slumber . He will never see me anymore. I know he’s capable of finding people. So I gave him my fake name Riya, knowing it’s just a mind blowing love making nothing else. Even though I’m working under him, creating software and code application but I’m just a normal person working so far from him he doesn't even know i m working for him
I won’t even have a chance to see him again.
I won’t even have a chance to step into the Big penthouse Kapoor Mension again.
As I came out of the building, I felt i was going to burst anytime in tears. How can I walk away from this? I have never felt before such intense love feeling. Maybe it’s because that’s Ram Kapoor. Disappointment washed through me. My heart hoped at 1% chance that he would wake up and search or chase after me.
All I could think of was Ram Kapoor.
to be continued......
Hope u like it
In My Heart ♥♥♥ Jaan PART 1
The night was still young. I looked out of window with the white bedsheet covering my naked body. Mumbai city Light were still bright and it was as if we were sleeping on top of house. The Big penthouse Kapoor Mension was quiet except for the snoring sound beside me.
It was a waste not to see his beautiful s**y brown eyes. Those eyes have ability to can kill someone and take their breath away.
Ram looked less intimidating and less serious when he’s sleeping.
After hours of deep intense love making we did, I was happy and satisfied. My mind was still blown at the fact that I just slept with Ram Kapoor – the multi-billionaire who owns Kapoor Industries and yes My boss.
It was wrong in every possible way. He’s famous Bad Boy, the famous ladies’ man. He changes his girlfriends one just a blink of eyes. Like what the gossip section and his fan page stated – Ram Kapoor doesn’t settle down. His company maintained the top ten International business lists. His net worth was more than 20 years of my salary.
Tonight was Kapoor Industries fifty anniversary and tonight, Ram’s eyes were on me all night. Until he approached me, taking my breath away and all I could see in his eyes was pure lust and I am sure he sees same it in me too.
That’s how we ended in his bed. His touch sent electricity to my body. When his lips taste mine, everything went still and all I could think was how fast my heart was pumping
He said u r 1st girl who came in my bedrom he said he doesn’t let any girls sleeps in his bedroom. He said I am beautiful, amazing and he called out the fake name I gave to him – Riya
He probably said this to every girl he slept with
When Ram approached me in Party, all I could think was danger. Half of me wants to run away from him and don’t want to bump into him at all. Half of me want to grab him and make him mine for always. I bet half of the female of mumbai wants it too.
I’m no different from his other. I can not afford to let anyone break my heart again.
This was why I came out of his bedroom, taking my clothes and left him in deep slumber . He will never see me anymore. I know he’s capable of finding people. So I gave him my fake name Riya, knowing it’s just a mind blowing love making nothing else. Even though I’m working under him, creating software and code application but I’m just a normal person working so far from him he doesn't even know i m working for him
I won’t even have a chance to see him again.
I won’t even have a chance to step into the Big penthouse Kapoor Mension again.
As I came out of the building, I felt i was going to burst anytime in tears. How can I walk away from this? I have never felt before such intense love feeling. Maybe it’s because that’s Ram Kapoor. Disappointment washed through me. My heart hoped at 1% chance that he would wake up and search or chase after me.
All I could think of was Ram Kapoor.
to be continued......
Hope u like it
5 comments:
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