chapter-8

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Manik's POV:

"So, is this the reason S-Soha is your personal secretary?" She blurted out and I was taken aback by her this question.

I never thought she gonna say this after whatever happened between us today.

I never thought that she would think this low about me.

I so wanted to shout on her but her eyes... Damn... I can vividly see immense pain in her eyes.

I'm utterly blank. I'm not able to react.

As unfamiliar emotions passed through my body, I moved away from her slightly.

"It's okay, I understand." She slightly nodded her head, looking deep in my eyes but her eyes are saying so many things which her mouth isn't.

But what shocked me is that why I'm able to read her eyes?

Why her words are hurting me?

I'm just staring in her eyes, I just wanted to communicate with her through her eyes.

But what she said next, it hurt me to the core.

"B-but I can't be your toy, Mr Malhotra. I know it's pure lust between us and we should somehow stop it before it gets out of our hands." She uttered after taking a deep breath and I felt something breaking deep inside my heart.

She was looking so broken too.

Did I really make her feel like a toy?

I never even thought to do something like this to any girl.

What I feel for her is something else which I can't describe in words and she thinks I'm using her as a toy. How do I explain to her that, she's the first girl who attracted me like this? She's the first girl for whom I broke my own rules.

Never in my life, I ever mixed my personal and professional relations but with her, I crossed my all boundaries.

I don't know why, but I just couldn't control myself whenever she's around me. She drives me crazy with her sexy eyes. When I look into her those captivating eyes, I just get lost in them, forgetting everything.

Certainly, it just not a physical attraction. It can't be. It is something beyond my thinking. It is magical. I feel like there is a strong connection between us.

I thought to talk about this to her when I came out from the lift.

I thought to give it a try.

First time in my life, I was going to talk about these things.

But.

But she thinks, I'm using her as a toy.

Am I really using her?

Did I really make her feel like a toy?

Suddenly guilt started engulfing me. I was feeling so ashamed about myself. I couldn't make any eye contact with her.

I need to end this. I can't make her feel like this anymore. I never wanted to make her feel like this.

"Get out," I said, turning my back against her as a lone tear rolled down my cheek.

She doesn't deserve this!

That night too, she was broken, and what I did?

I used her!

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