My Boyfriend Wants Me to Be His Mistress – Should I Laugh or Play Along?

I met Sameer at my cousin’s wedding in Delhi. He was charming, witty, and had this gentle way about him that instantly drew me in. He worked in IT, spoke respectfully to my parents, and seemed like the quintessential “good Indian boy” my family would approve of. Our dates were simple – coffee at Cyber Hub, long drives listening to old Bollywood songs, and conversations that stretched late into the night about our dreams, our careers, and surprisingly, our shared love for *chai*. For months, everything felt like a dream. He was everything I ever wanted, and my heart was bursting.

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