My Steamy Story: A wealthy man aged 30 years named Javed,...

My Story Time:

Okay, so let me spill the tea, bestie. You will not believe the conversation I just had. I’m Kajal, 22, and my family’s been trying to set me up with this boujee guy from Mumbai, Javed. He’s 30, loaded AF, and came to the village to ‘see me’. Iconic, right? I was low-key dreaming of that Mumbai luxury life, ngl.

So we meet again, and he drops this bomb that he can’t marry me. I was so upset, I was like, “What’s wrong with me? Spill it, Javed.” And after a lot of hesitation, he finally tells me… he’s gay. My jaw was on the floor. Sheesh.

But then he offers this crazy solution: a marriage of convenience. I get the luxury life in Mumbai, he takes care of my family, and in return, I keep his secret. I needed time to think, but honestly? The offer was too good. My family struggles so much. So I called him back.

We met today, and I made him swear on everything he’d take care of my brothers. He promised me the world – travel, money, everything. But then I hit him with the big one. I was like, “Okay, but… what about kids? Our families will expect a baby. What’s the plan there?”

And girl, he just laughed. This smirk, like he had it all figured out. He leaned in close and was like, “You don’t worry about that, Kajal. I have a plan for that too.” And the way he said it… I got this feeling his ‘plan’ wasn’t going to be some clinical, emotionless thing. It was low-key spicy. My mind is racing. What exactly has this man got planned?