Avishikta's pov
He came closer held my waist and pulled me closer as if there were any space between us.
" Missed me butterfly? " he asked me looking straight into my eyes.
" I was quite busy tasting different Flowers," I said biting his neck
He smashed his lips in mine, sucking it and biting it, the hunger, the anger. My lips are so dead. I need oxygen but not my stupid brain. I want more of him. He stopped and looked in my eyes.
" you belong to me," he said and again kissed me hard. He took me to his bed without breaking the kiss. He hovered over me.
" I'm going to kill you, open your eyes, Avishikta Malhotra "
My mom is here? What is she doing in his bedroom?
" get up I'm warning for the last time "
I ignored it and kissed him back with all my love.
I jerked open my eyes when I felt water all over me. There she is but wait where is he? I looked here and there.
" what are you looking for fool? " Mom asked looking at me like she'd kill me
Oh wait so I was dreaming. Oh, my poor Wattpad guy.
" Mumma why are you shouting I was dreaming about your son-in-law," I said with a pout
She threw a pillow on my face.
" Ah, so much violence huh "
" shut up it's already 6.30, the Rathores will be here at 7. Go get ready "
" fine violent woman"
I forgot about the dinner, so Bhai's best friend is coming with his family. I don't know them as I was in New York. I went to the washroom and took a warm shower. I opened my cupboard but what should I wear? Mumma told me to wear something decent. Wait who cares I'm just going to focus my heart and brain on that food.
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