دانلود رمان انگلیسی “داستان عاشقانه نیمه پخته”

So, do you Love me Aarav?” Radhika looked at me with searching eyes as she wore her peacock colored chemise over her unzipped blue denim. Perfect sense of dressing she had I must say, though I loved her being senseless. Her petite figure always prompted me to do something erotic. We both were having a good time from the last two hours in the minus fourth floor parking arena of Select City Walk mall inside my black tinted car. The engine was on, to chill the ambiance for having such a fiery time consistently for hours. I was utilizing my dad’s white color money in a very tinted way and Radhika was enjoying every tint of it. But something had gone wrong this time. “What kind of an inane question is that? What has happened to you? I told you not to gulp down so many shots in one go!” I replied with a serious look on my face, shoving my hand through her long and sleek hair. She was entirely sitting over me on the seat adjacent to the driver’s one. Coming back to this ghoulish conversation, she replied “Shut up! I was just wondering if this is love or something else… just because the every time we meet, we end up doing something fleshy like this. There is no fondness between us, don’t you …”