" K.. King, what are you doing ?" She stuttered as King was standing in front of her, pointing the revolver towards her. He hadn't even changed his dress till now, his belt was lying on the floor and his tie was loosened disorderly, he might have pulled it in anger, his hair was raised up as if he had pulled them in anger too, and his eyes were red in anger. She gulped, and he threw his rifle away, grabbed her waist with so much strength that his nails were stabbing her skin that she moaned in pain " Ah.. King, it's hurting " " Yes, it's hurting," he said while pursing his lips, she stared at him, she could feel that he was telling about other pain. But, she didn't understand why he was behaving like this, what had she done now that he was that angry with her.He then pushed her coldly on the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt hurriedly, Anna frowned, she wasn't feeling well these days, and she was really tired now. She didn't want those tiri
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