"Wear this for the night. I would like to see you in this dress". Her chin wobbled. "I don't want that dress". She mewled in a cry. She doesn't want to be the seducer. He can use her all he wants. But she won't be the part of seduction. She saw him unresponding before he kneeled in front of her,
He took her out to a hotel and had their dinner on the terrace. She wasn't as vulnerable as she was in the morning. Going out she felt as if she wasn't prisoned anymore. And she decided to keep all her hope on god and believe in him. She has no other choice other than that. However, she couldn't hel
Their smooching sounds of kissing echoed in the room with her small whimpers. His hand locked her wrists above her head as he laid on top of her while his other hand's fingers were trailing on her waist while kissing her lips. He made her hands wrap around his neck as his other hand snaked under he
"Amazing". He whispered, feeling her smooth skin in his hand. It was the smoothest he ever touched in his life. A sudden urge grew in him as he gulped before attacking her. In a snap, he hugged her as he proceeded to unhook her bra. Her hands were crushed between their bodies as she put her hands
He wasn't even inside yet. It's just half and she is already writhing in pain. Her eyes were shut tight and her hands fisted the fabric of her pillow as her face pinched in pain and her body broke into jolts of sobs, letting out the tears from her eyes. Her breath stuck because of the sudden invasio
Saying that he turned on his heels to get out of the bedroom when her words stopped him. " I don't want this". He halted for a few seconds before turning around to see her red-rimmed eyes shining with tears. His heart jolted in his body before he turned around and walked to the door. Before leavin
The bright light emitted into the room as her frame lay over lazily on the bed with her hand stretched a little while having the blanket wrapped around her. Her hairs fell over her face as the air had been playful with them making them fly at random times. The light shone on her face but the marks
With that determination, she took a bath cleaning her skin stark neat. Her skin got a few rashes with excess washing. After what felt like long hours she still sat in the washroom wishing she may not see him and moreover, she was just in a robe. And going out in a robe in front of such a man is just
Asha’s POV**** Lifting my head, I saw him. Unlike me, wrapped in traditionals, he stood in a crisp white shirt tucked neatly into black pants. His hair was combed back, though a few strands had fallen forward, softening the sharpness of his features. He looked so composed, so unaffected, while my w
The women took over as they seated her on the chair as they began to smoke her hair woth dhoop. With her head bowed down she took a glance at him and looked away on finding him still standing there. After few seconds he left the place. Mean time they began to drape a white saree with a reddish go
The car slowed to a halt. The air between them was thick, heavy with unspoken words and the weight of inevitability. He pushed the door open and stepped out with calculated ease, his movements slow but deliberate. Walking around the car, he pulled open her door. She sat there, unmoving, her shoulder
But he didn’t stop. Didn’t even falter. Instead, he leaned closer, his voice dropping into something slow and hypnotic. "Tell me, what’s the difference?" Her breath caught. "Didn’t we already live like a couple before? Didn’t I already claim you like one?" She sucked in a sharp breath, he
The air inside the car was suffocating. Tension thickened like a storm about to break, drowning her in helplessness. Her small, trembling hands joined together as she sobbed. “Please.” He didn’t look at her. Didn’t even acknowledge her. Like she was nothing. "Please don’t do this,” her v
“What promises?" She inhaled sharply, her fists clenching in her lap. “That you would let me go after two weeks.” The words cut through the air, sharp and accusing. For a fleeting moment, something flickered in his expression. Guilt? Regret? No. It was realization. The truth hung hea
Slowly, as if the weight of her reality was sinking back in, her large eyes opened and met his. He exhaled sharply, his grip still firm, his voice low, cold, and unforgiving. “Listen to me. And listen well.” His deep voice sent an involuntary shudder through her. His tone wasn’t just demanding
“Why did you run away?” His voice was deceptively quiet, a dangerous undercurrent of rage simmering beneath the surface. She didn’t answer. Instead, she struggled harder, her wet limbs slipping through his grasp momentarily before he yanked her back with force. “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU RUN AWAY?”
The vehicle remained motionless, its headlights casting long, eerie shadows. The rain pounded against its hood, running in streaks down the black paint. Something felt wrong. Strongly wrong. Slowly, she raised a trembling hand over her forehead, shielding her eyes from the rain as she tried