Turvi, a middle-class girl, goes to take revenge on Mr. Nivant, one of the famous creative directors, for destroying the life of her boyfriend's sister, 'Mishti, who is trying her luck in the television industry. She faces many incidents while seeking revenge. What is the truth? Who is Culprit? She puts aside her revenge to clear her doubts and goes to find out the truth. What happens next? Will Turvi come to know the truth?
Chapter 1 The Flower Girl
As soon as the driver applied brakes on the car, Nivant, who was reading the newspaper, looked up. It was a red signal.
'Sir, Flower,' Nivant turned his head, hearing the melodious voice from the other side.
A beautiful flower-selling girl was standing with a bouquet. He was mesmerized by her beauty. A teenage girl is leaning towards him. Her breast is pressed up to the car windows and a full breast seems to come out of her blouse. The age of this stunning girl must be around 18 or 19, she was wearing a faded saree and a blouse that was torn and patched up. Her beauty was pepped out from the torn part. She has beautiful eyes, brown skin, and dark hair, which makes her even prettier, as if a goddess descended to the earth.
'Sir, the signal has changed, please take it.' All of a sudden, listening to her voice, he woke up.
He purchased a bouquet from her, paid the money, and told her to keep the change.
The signal has already been changed to green.
What is your name, gorgeous lady? Nivant shouted as the car had already started.
'Turvi' she replied with a smile.
Sir, are there any guest coming to the office today? The driver asked with a question mark on his face.
No, why? Nivant questioned.
Nothing sir, you purchased a bouquet., so asked.' the driver asked with surprise, as his boss never purchases a bouquet without a reason.
The poor lady was selling the flowers. I could not say no to her. So, purchased. Nivant replied.
Nivant, a famous creative head of the TV industry, forgot about Turvi after reaching his office as he was busy with office work.
In the afternoon, Nivant entered his cabin to have lunch. He noticed that bouquet and went in flashback.
He couldn't have his lunch properly as her beauty had disturbed him. He was not able to concentrate on anything. He was seeing Turvi everywhere. Her melodious voice was echoing in his ears. Her elegant curvy structure was passing before his eyes. He never felt like this ever. Being a creative head, he met many beautiful girls, saw many girls with glamorous looks. He had been romantically involved with many girls, but today's feeling was different. There is no lust. He just wants Turvi to be in his arms forever.
At night, he fell into bed with her memories. He decided to meet her in the morning and get her contact details.
Cold air was blowing on Nivant's face, the window curtains were shaking with the gust of wind. Slowly, the door of the room opened. Turvi stood at the door in Lehenga choli, a beautiful Indian attire. Her cleavage was looking beautiful in a deep-necked blouse. Nivant made a hand gesture and called her to him. She slowly came in and sat on the corner of the bed. Nivant gently held her hand and pulled towards him. Turvi fell on Nivant's body. The lips of both of them met. Nivant became an animal and started sucking juices from her lips like there is no tomorrow. He removed her blouse while his lips were working on her lips. Slowly he loosened the bra straps. Her breasts, which had been trapped in her bra by now, were free. It is not enough to see the smoothest boobs that swayed like a mango. He squeezed gently with his hands. She lifted her lower garment and sat on top of him. Nivant was hysterical. He raised his hands to lower his shorts. Suddenly, the hand touched the water jar, it fell down and broke into pieces.
Nivant woke from the peak of frenzied sleep to the sound of a jar falling. He was searching for Turvi in half asleep.
Ohh. It's a dream, Nivant muttered to himself.
Nivant got up, picked up all the broken pieces and mopped the floor. He saw the time was already 4:00 AM. He did not want to go back to sleep. Early in the morning, he went to the same place where he met Thurvi yesterday. Thurvi was not there. It was 7:30 AM. He decided to wait there, but she did not come. He asked another florist whether she had seen Thurvi. She said there was no one named Thurvi. Nivant was shocked.
Thurvi was watching all this from the car. She decided to go to meet Nivant. Suddenly, someone held her hand and stopped from behind.
Chapter 1 The Flower Girl
21/01/2024
Chapter 2 Love & Revenge
21/01/2024
Chapter 3 Mishti's Struggle in New City
22/01/2024
Chapter 4 Left Behind Innocence to Reach for Goal
26/01/2024
Chapter 5 Choosing The Wrong Path
27/01/2024
Chapter 6 End Of The Dream
28/01/2024