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Meghna Dixit knows exactly why she holds the CEO chair—because she is brilliant, and because she is rajyavardhan Mahadik’s mistress. The married Maratha MP hides his possessive devotion behind boardroom discretion, while she runs company he founded. Nagpur whispers, but nobody can prove a thing. his marriage with rani- already emotionally and sexually dead and socailly active due to her extreme narcissm, she was divorced single mother of 15 yr old - vaidehi, divorced before vaidehi actually born due to marital rapes on her which she may absorbed but too many consistent affairs he done in her pregnancy periouds. still between them their is clear imbalance beneath love, evem in all love she cant forget she is mistress, and her job is to be his charming seductress lover and sometime toilet when he dont need her, but only outlet, he humilate her in these situations, and she take as devoted submissive divotee, she has all rights in it except she cant say him no for whatever he need from her
start: meghna dixit37 yr old, reached delhi from chandigadh at around 4, it was conference of 3 days she was gone to attend and escaped from last day after breakfast, as per plan, as vikramaditya maha
Vikram's thumb traces the curve of her shoulder, and he turns her to face him, his dark eyes holding the weight of her words. 'You're good at lying to everyone,' he repeats, his voice low, 'but not to
at around 6.15 meghna was wrapping her day, as it enter in last 15 min. when she recived vikrams call he was too brutal today. vikram- where are u? meghna- ofc, packing up! vikram- dony go home now, i