07-02-2020, 03:20 PM
Part 1: Transmigration
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Chapter 1: Princess in an ivory cage (#1)
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“Mita, what are you going to buy for this Puja?” Teesta asked me.
I shook my head “Nothing, dear. Whatever ChotoMa will buy for me, I will wear.”
“You are terrible” Teesta laughed at me, playfully slapped my cheeks.
I squeezed my nose and looked at her---“Why? What dress are you going to wear this Puja?”
She whispered in my ears---“If my new boyfriend allows me to wear anything then only I could wear dresses.”
I winked at her and asked---“Hmmmm…. Naughty girl. Who is this new guy?”
She winked at me---“Why? Are you going to steal him from me?”
I shook my head and laughed at her “No Teesta. Keep yours inside wherever you want.”
She whispered in my ears again, voice filled up with mischief---“Let me taste him first and then you can have him.”
I slapped her softly---“Jah! Why should I taste the leftovers?”
She gave a queer look at me and asked---“Why? Have you found someone?”
I shook my head and laughed at her---“Naah! Re Baba. I don’t have that luxury. My Babu and ChotoMa will kill me, if they come to know.”
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Chapter 1: Princess in an ivory cage (#1)
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“Mita, what are you going to buy for this Puja?” Teesta asked me.
I shook my head “Nothing, dear. Whatever ChotoMa will buy for me, I will wear.”
“You are terrible” Teesta laughed at me, playfully slapped my cheeks.
I squeezed my nose and looked at her---“Why? What dress are you going to wear this Puja?”
She whispered in my ears---“If my new boyfriend allows me to wear anything then only I could wear dresses.”
I winked at her and asked---“Hmmmm…. Naughty girl. Who is this new guy?”
She winked at me---“Why? Are you going to steal him from me?”
I shook my head and laughed at her “No Teesta. Keep yours inside wherever you want.”
She whispered in my ears again, voice filled up with mischief---“Let me taste him first and then you can have him.”
I slapped her softly---“Jah! Why should I taste the leftovers?”
She gave a queer look at me and asked---“Why? Have you found someone?”
I shook my head and laughed at her---“Naah! Re Baba. I don’t have that luxury. My Babu and ChotoMa will kill me, if they come to know.”
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