28. 𝗛𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘆

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Chapter-28

AUTHOR'S POV

Hazel buried her head in her shoulder and sobbed. She couldn't take it anymore.

She wants to be strong, but this man leaves her with no option. He knows how to make her feel vulnerable. He knows how to hurt her. He knows her weakness very well. His 'words' have the potential to easily break her strong will.

James watched the crying woman under him.

" I said I am sorry....why are you crying?" he was annoyed, he didn't understand why she was crying.

She didn't look at him. Sniffling back those hot tears, she looked anywhere but at him.

He was waiting for her to look at him, but she didn't spare him any glance. Sighing, he leaned closer, kissing her neck gently. Her toes curled on their own, as the heat travelled up her body.

She bit her lips to avoid making any sort of noise.

He latched his teeth on her neck and that's when she hissed. He bit harshly on her skin. He took his sweet time to mark her neck. She wasn't crying, she was mad.

" Nobody will talk about you now!" he said, it was like an announcement. Tracing his thumb on her chin, he spoke in his deep voice.

She looked at him in utter disbelief.

" Seriously??" she was sarcastic af.

James nodded sincerely.

" I've marked you as mine, they won't be talking about you... unless they want to spend their university years in misery." he ran his thumb on her neck, where his mark stood proudly in all its reddish glory.

She didn't know what was at its peak. His audacity or his stupidity.

" Oh yeah! You did a great job. I'll always remember your help. Thank you so much! You are so kind'' Hazel mocked him.

James ignored her mockery and ran his hands through his pocket. She widened her eyes when he took his phone out and clicked a picture of hers.

" Are you mad...! Don't click my pics!!" she pushed his hands away.

He turned his phone towards her and she saw the picture he just clicked.

" You are sick!" she didn't hide her annoyance.

The hickey on her neck looked like the Capital letter 'J'

Hazel threw him a disgusting glare and tried to snatch his phone but he was quick enough to retrieve back.

" Even if you delete, I can restore!" he said, stating the matter of fact.

She tsked in frustration.

He looked at her from head to toe and then rolled towards the other side of the bed. She immediately got up and scooted backwards.

" Jesus! When are you leaving!" she was annoyed.

He smirked.

He wasn't sure of it. The more he looked at her, the more he wanted to stay here.

" Hey, I am talking to you! Leave! now! You are sick!!" she raised her voice a bit.

He looked at her and shook his head.

" Are you Cure?" he asked, arching his brows at her.

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