The air was thick with the scent of gulal and wet earth as the Holi festival raged outside Anjali’s family home in Jaipur.
Laughter and the splash of colored water filled the courtyard, but inside, the real fire burned between Anjali and her husband’s younger brother, Arjun.
"Just a student with a pen and a purpose. I’ve turned my passion for storytelling into a way to support my family — every word I write is a step closer to easing their burdens. Writing smut may not be everyone’s cup of tea, but for me, it’s a lifeline. If my words have ever made you smile, blush, or feel something real — consider being part of my journey. Even the smallest support means the world. Every rupee counts. Your kindness could be the difference I’ve been praying for. Thank you for being here. Thank you for believing in me."
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