The grand mansion lay cloaked in a velvet hush, each resident deep in slumber. A profound silence permeated the opulent halls, broken only by the distant hum of the air conditioning. Within, Veer's heart thrummed a triumphant rhythm, a wild, unbridled joy. Just moments ago, in the plush confines of his car, he had taken his sexy sister-in-law, Maya, her cries muffled against the leather seats, while his unsuspecting bride, Priya, sat beside them, utterly oblivious.

'Arre wah, kaisi stupid ladki hai ye Priya,' Veer soch raha tha, 'Main uski behen ki chut mein lund daal raha tha, aur isko kuch pata hi nahi chala. Kitni bewakoof hai!'