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THE TYCOON'S NOVICE

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THE TYCOON'S NOVICE

๐๐จ๐จ๐ค 2 - ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ฒ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐’๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐‘จ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’š๐’‚ ๐‘น๐’‚๐’‹๐’—๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘จ๐’“๐’๐’‰๐’Š ๐‘ด๐’†๐’‰๐’•๐’‚ Emboldened by the moonlight and the intimacy of the moment, I decided to take a chance. "You know what," I began playfully, a mischievous glint in my eyes, " Tere saath saath ehsa Koi noor aaya hai Chand teri roshni ka Halka sa ek saaya hai " With that, I leaned up and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. The touch seemed to surprise him. He flinched slightly, a jolt of electricity seeming to pass between us. A slow smile spread across his face, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Not bad, Mrs. Rajvansh," he teased, his voice husky. "Well, I always try to impress," I countered with a playful wink. He planted a soft soothing kiss on my forehead. It's perfect, So perfect. Nothing less Nothing More Just Perfect.

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