20-09-2025, 03:19 PM
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Upstairs, Madhuri perched on her bed, eyes flicking to the cracked window. Cool air slipped in, teasing her skin as she waited for the stalker, her clothes, and the confrontation.
She wanted to catch him, end this game. But the day weighed heavy, her legs still hummed from the terrace, her mind tangled in that strange rush. Her eye lids drooped, sleep pulling her under despite her fight to stay awake.
A wolf's howl echoed, eerie and unreal, as a male silhouette loomed in the shadows, kneading her chest. Fear, excitement, lust, she trembled under it all, wordless, trapped. The figure stepped forward, shadows peeling back, Ishaan's face, grinning wicked and sharp.
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She wanted to catch him, end this game. But the day weighed heavy, her legs still hummed from the terrace, her mind tangled in that strange rush. Her eye lids drooped, sleep pulling her under despite her fight to stay awake.
Deep in the night, a touch grazed her leg, slow and deliberate, creeping up her thigh. A shiver rippled through her, tingling, electric. She clawed at consciousness, eyes fluttering against the haze.
The touch vanished. Darkness pressed in as she squinted, nothing. Then it returned, hands sliding to her waist, climbing higher, cupping her breasts. She gasped, voiceless, gripping the sheets tight.
A wolf's howl echoed, eerie and unreal, as a male silhouette loomed in the shadows, kneading her chest. Fear, excitement, lust, she trembled under it all, wordless, trapped. The figure stepped forward, shadows peeling back, Ishaan's face, grinning wicked and sharp.
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"No!!!" she screamed, bolting upright, sweat slicking her skin. The room was still, empty, the window ajar but silent. It was all a dream.
Footsteps pounded, Abhi burst in, voice tight. "Maa, you okay? What happened?"
She forced a shaky smile, brushing damp hair from her face. "Nothing, sweetie, just a silly nightmare. Go back to sleep." He lingered, then nodded, retreating.
Alone again, she cursed herself. "Ishaan!? He could be a charmer, but he's a good kid, get your mind straight, Madhuri," she muttered, glaring at the dark. "This is all you, you damn stalker, twisting my head." She shoved the thought down, collapsing back into uneasy sleep, tightly hugging her bedsheet.