𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞💕 ( 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞)

CHAPTER 61♡

Neha's body trembled uncontrollably as she gazed up at Kunal, her teary eyes pleading for mercy.

"Strip before I rip your clothes," Kunal growled, his voice low and menacing.

Neha's head shook violently. "It's wrong," she whispered, pushing against his chest.

But Kunal's words cut through her like a knife: "Don't you remember that night, lying under me?"

The memories came flooding back, and Neha's legs buckled. She collapsed to the floor, overcome by tears.

Kunal's expression softened, his eyes welling up with unshed tears. He knelt beside her, gathering Neha into his arms.

"Shh, don't cry," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion.

As Neha buried her face in his chest, Kunal's grip tightened.

"I know you're hiding something," he whispered, his tone gentle but urgent. "Tell me, why are you doing this marriage?"

Neha's sobs subsided, replaced by ragged breathing. She looked up, her eyes red-rimmed.

Kunal's gaze held hers, his eyes searching for answers.

Neha's body melted into Kunal's, seeking refuge. She curled into a childlike pose, hiding her face in his chest.

But Kunal's grip tightened, his fingers digging into her skin. He pulled her closer, his eyes blazing with love , hurt , anger

"Answer me, dammit!" he growled, his voice vibrating through her.

Neha shivered, her heart racing. She shook her head, attempting to break free.

"Leave me," she pleaded, her voice trembling. "There's nothing wrong. I'm marrying Sameer by choice."

Kunal's eyes darkened, his jaw clenched. "Don't lie to me," he warned, his tone dripping with menace.

Neha's eyes locked onto his, her gaze faltering. Kunal's intensity was suffocating.

"Don't make me angry," he whispered, his breath dancing across her skin.

Neha's pulse quickened, fear creeping in. She knew Kunal's anger was a force to be reckoned with.

"Tell me the truth," Kunal pressed, his fingers tracing her jawline. "What's driving you to marry Sameer?"

Neha's resolve crumbled, her secrets threatening to spill. Kunal's eyes seemed to bore into her soul.

"It's nothing, I said I'm marrying him by my choice. Accept it. It's for the best," Neha stated, her tone icy cold.

She rose from the floor, attempting to leave, but Kunal's grasp was unyielding. He pulled her back, and she tumbled onto his lap.

"Tell me the truth, quietly," Kunal implored, his eyes softening, pleading.

Neha's resolve crumbled, her voice barely audible. "There's nothing true about it."

Kunal's eyes flashed with anger, his jaw clenched. But instead of lashing out, he buried his face in Neha's shoulder, his lips brushing against her skin.

With a gentle yet firm grip, Kunal clasped Neha's waist, holding her close. His fingers tightened on her hip, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

As Neha's hands instinctively went to his shoulders, Kunal's chest heaved, his breath warming her skin.

"Don't lie to me, Neha," he whispered, his voice muffled against her shoulder.

Neha's heart pounded, her thoughts racing. Kunal's embrace was suffocating yet comforting.