"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥"
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"What is going on?" He asks from behind me, silently joining me under the shower that I didn't realize when his hardened c*ck pressed against...
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CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
"Can you tell me what's up with this side eye?" I questioned, frustrated as Goddamn hell to see him either staring at me through the corner of his eyes, sighing often, and having eye contact with everything other than me.
"I know it is not my damn business but have you started to date him?"
"NO," My instant reply shocked both of us together, he pulls his car by the side of road and turns to me abruptly, demanding a solid explanation, "I am not dating him,"
"Then why were you in a bedsheet?" He asks, getting no reply from my side was enough of an answer, I can't deny the fact that I had, “You had sex with him,” He spoke my thoughts aloud, his eyes scanning my face for any expression when he got none, he turned disappointed and as if his face was only saying the word betrayal without utterance.
“I can explain,” What a stupid response I gave to him because I had nothing to explain, nothing to confess, maybe I should admit that I slept with Damien, but what was it gonna change?
“Believe me, you can't,” He stated, the way he was moving his face back and forth like he was having a hard time processing this all, “I did warn you many times not to trust Damien, he is a murderer, a serial killer. Doesn't his strange behavior arouse suspicions in your mind?”
No, they arouse wetness between my legs and this admittance can get me killed too since he is so furious about preaching his warnings like hell I didn't try to stay away and some unknown magnetic force felt like pulling me back to Damien. Coming to talk about his murders, I have even met one of his victims just last night.
“I am asking Ishita! Don't go silent on me!” He screamed. I flinched back in my seat and stared at him in puzzlement, he looked at me once again before he left the car, banging the door in the process as he started to walk somewhere further, I ran behind him.
“Hardy, wait! Wait! Please!” I grabbed his arm which he obviously jerked away and refused to see me, so I formed a respectful distance between us and said, “I just slept with him, why are you overreacting?”
“Am I overreacting? For god’s sake, Ishita, open your eyes and look around yourself, the man you are sleeping with is accused of some serious crime, no one knows who can be his next victim, it can be either you or me or both of us, and the last thing I want is to see you die mercilessly, he has no heart. I am not telling you this out of personal hatred I have for him, I am stating on the basis of facts and the bodies of victims brutally murdered and thrown away….. Are you getting me?” He shook my shoulders to make me realize my mistake as If I didn't know the consequences of my actions but I am stuck at a path where I can't even tell him what I saw last night because I have a stupid sister of mine who ran away with money and left me to suffer behind which can actually bring the death of us.
“I know,” Was all I able to utter.
“What are you hiding from me, Ishita? It is written all over your face, what's happening in that house? Tell me?” He suspected everything just by my tense look wasn't shocking.
