"Okay, love" He said kissing my fingers on his lips before he took them into his hot mouth. Sucking on them tenderly, making my body getting in the mood without my permission.
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"Boy you do but, one hiccup though..." She trailed off to take my curiosity.
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"Is this really something to congratulate each other?" Asked Troy dumbfounded.
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"What? Now you wanna tell your thugs to shoot me dead? You ain't late!" Said Antonia angrily.
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"Not even by a nail, Nobody kidnaps my brother and threaten me with my kids and gets to roam free, you idiot!" Yelled Antonia Damon probably.
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"Jesus! Teety at least give me some time to kiss my babies goodbye before you hit someone whom you know can kill me!" Scolded Troy in panic.
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But, Shura did not move at all. His brain barely registered what the man said. All he felt now looking at the man in broad daylight was…
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The path in front of the group forked into two to make space for the lotus pond. The men took the one to the left and approached the House of Lotus Gurukul, the training place for Guru Vashistha. From afar, they saw children and young men of different ages and sizes, all seated in rows after rows in the courtyard, with their legs crossed, their eyes closed, and their hands gently placed on their knees, all chanting the single word that gave rise to this universe, "Ommmmmmmm."
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"Ah, what a magnificent sight!" One of the riders exclaimed, derailing Shura's thoughts. "Very rightly named Padmalok [House of Lotus] Gurukul."
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"A white spirit?" The man's eyes now were big as pineapples.
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Shura held up his hand, and they immediately shut up. Haish, exactly like his father, they thought.
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"Prets usually do not use Mantra spells, do they?" That was Shura's last thought before he entirely passed out and fell to the ground like a log of wood.
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"Let the f*ck go!" This time, the Pret hissed, jerking its hands back.
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For dinner, Shura ordered chicken stew, cooked in tomatoes and onions and warm spices, roasted lamb, five bowls of rice with warm butter, three bowls of red lentil soup, and an entire potful of sweet curd, which was his favorite. All other guests in the tavern stared with their mouths hanging at the demon prince's appetite, forgetting to chew their own food. But Shura's men continued to eat, as it was something that they were already aware of, how big Prince Shura's appetite was. It was a tale in the kingdom that was told since Shura was born, that he was the spitting image of his father and that his appetite would beat the appetite of even the legendary Kumbhakarna.
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ch 0 1 The Demon Prince Receives Punishment
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"My king, nooooooo," One of the merchants wailed, crocodile tears and even crocodile sniffles, all dripping to the floor. "Where will we go? Our families, our children will starve to death? Please have mercy!!"
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"There will be justice to your appeal." The king turned his icy gaze at his only son. "Shura, in last six years, I sent you to many gurukuls of the five kingdoms only for you to be kicked out from them within weeks. I thought you would have better training if you remained in the capital within my sight. I thought our grand master would be eventually able to discipline you and show you the righteous path. But, clearly, I was wrong. Now, you have forced my hand, and I have to make the decision that I did not want to make." The king paused for a second. "I declare that tomorrow you will leave for the gurukul of Master Vashistha." All the courtesans jointly gasped, inhaling all the oxygen in the court in one big suck. That caused two more courtesans to faint.
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The two merchants, dressed in their long silk robes and fancy turbans, turned to the king. One of them spoke, "My king, if our food is not to the liking of the prince, we withdraw our appeal. If we knew the youth in a peasant's dress was our prince, we would have given him the freshest of our produce. We…"
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"Expensive?" I asked breathlessly after the kiss.
His last hurrah [BL]
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