Chapter 9 – Volume 2 (A luxury ride into madness, lust, and control💋💖🍆💦)

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Chapter 9: Partition Ke Peechhe Jo Hua💋💖🍆💦…

"Jo dikhta hai... wo sirf ek safar hota hai —
Jo chhupta hai partition ke peechhe, wahi toh asli manzil hoti hai..."

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Luxury car ke andar ka silence... bahar ki duniya se alag tha. Driver ne partition band kar diya tha jaise usse bhi maloom tha, piche ab awaaz nahi, sirf hawas chalegi. Kamini ne high heels utar diye, aur apne aapko pichli seat par is tarah faila diya jaise woh car uske liye hi bani ho.

Ruhaan uske paas tha — thoda ghabraya, thoda excited. Lekin Kamini... woh sirf shikaar nahi karti thi, woh shikaar ko uski hi aankhon se khud tak le aati thi.

"Peechhe baith ke thak gaye honge, Ruhaan?" usne poocha, uski awaaz velvet jaisi halki thi... lekin usmein ek dominant madness chhupi thi.

Usne Ruhaan ka tie pakda... dheere se uske gale se nikaala... aur usi tie se uske haath bandh diye — "Aaj control tumhare paas nahi hoga, jaan..."

Ruhaan kuch bolne hi wala tha ki Kamini ne uske hothon par apni ungli rakh di — "Shhh... driver tak awaaz nahi jaani chahiye."

Kamini ne apni lipstick nikali, aur Ruhaan ke gaal par likha — *Mine*.

Car ki roshniyaan soft thi, lekin usmein Kamini ke gestures spotlight ki tarah chamak rahe the. Woh uske ear lobe se lekar collar tak sirf aankhon se chhoo rahi thi, lekin Ruhaan ka badan kaanpta ja raha tha jaise har nazar ek bijli ho.

Kamini ne car ke mini fridge se ek ice cube nikala... aur usse Ruhaan ke neck par chala diya — "Ice aur skin... kabhi milein toh kuch pighalna zaroori hota hai na?"

Ice ke droplets uske shirt ke andar jaa rahe the... aur Kamini ke haath uske buttons ke raste — uske har pal ko unzip kar rahe the.

Ruhaan ki saans ab partition se takraake laut rahi thi... "Kamini... agar driver sun lega—"

"Toh kya?" Kamini ne uske hothon pe apni zubaan se lock laga diya. "Aaj agar koi sun bhi le, toh bhi sirf meri awaa
z yaad rakhe... tumhari nahi."

Woh uske lap par chadh gayi... car hilne lagi... lekin partition ki soundproofing sirf sound ke liye hoti hai... junoon ke liye nahi.

Kamini ne uska shirt hata diya... aur apne lipstick se likha: *"Partition ke peeche bhi chand dikhta hai, Ruhaan..."*

Us raat... gaadi chalti rahi... lekin dil ek jagah ruk gaye the. Partition ke peeche, ek naya adhyaay likha jaa raha tha... jisme sirf Kamini ki kalam chalti thi.


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