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His Proposal

by @fallenrefuge

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39 chapters

~98 min read

Kamala Banerjee has been married for seven years, but her husband Sandip knows she craves more than his quiet, desk-bound devotion. When his Muslim friend Abdul—a powerfully built man who boasts an enviable sexual history—proposes a taboo arrangement, Sandip agrees on one condition: Kamala must consent freely. But Abdul’s real proposal goes further, demanding her hand and the chance to fill her womb with his child.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Sandip Banerjee

Sandip Banerjee is a 32-year-old Bengali man with a modest, unassuming build—soft around the middle from years of desk work and beer with friends. His dark, thoughtful eyes carry a quiet curiosity, and his thinning black hair is always neatly combed. He moves with the hesitant caution of a man who has only ever known one woman, and his hands, soft and uncallused, betray a life of comfort rather than labor.

Kamala Banerjee

Kamala Banerjee, 25, is a vision of traditional Bengali beauty—five foot three with a very fair, almost porcelain complexion that glows against her shoulder-length black hair touched with henna. Her face is undeniably sexy: thick, lush, pouting lips, a perfect set of pearly teeth, and wide, expressive eyes that seem to invite attention. Her body is voluptuous and ripe—38DD breasts that sag slightly like large domes, with fat, grape-sized nipples on broad light-brown areolas, wide hips that sway, and a couple of alluring folds on her midriff. She dresses provocatively in low-cut sleeveless blouses and saris worn an inch below her navel, flaunting her white fleshy arms, deep cleavage, and a perfect navel that draws every man's gaze.

Abdul Khan

Abdul Khan, 35, is a big, powerfully built Muslim man with a strong muscular body and a commanding presence that fills any room. His skin is dark, his face ruggedly handsome, and his thick black beard frames a knowing grin that hints at his legendary sexual prowess. He moves with the lazy confidence of a man who has never been denied, his large hands and broad shoulders promising both protection and danger.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

The Price of Help

The ledger lies open on our bed, the red ink of my losses stark against the white sheets. Abdul's voice still rings in my ears—the loan is mine, but the price is her. I watch Kamala's face as I tell h

The Kitchen Knife

The kitchen light is off, but the tap still drips, and I stand at the counter in the dark, the big knife from the block in my hand. I do not startle when Sandip comes in. I turn the blade so the stree

The First Word

The tap drips. I stand at the window with my back to him, and I hear the shape of his breath change — the pull, the pause, the beginning of a word — and I wait for it to come out of his mouth. 'I can'

The Knife Stays

I wake on the sofa to the sound of the tap dripping and find the kitchen exactly as she left it — the knife flat on the steel, handle toward her side. She is standing at the window in her sari from la

His Hand on Me

I set the knife down flat, handle toward him, and he does not look at the blade—he looks at my hand, still open on the steel. I step forward, one step, two, until the edge of my sari brushes the table

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