chapter 9

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Recap- are you Dettol? Because everytime you kill me 99% by your sundarta....

Nischay

She's staring at me, biting down her lips, eyeing every inch of my body. Her bejeweled feet on my chest is pressing down for dominance.

Everything's dizzy and blurry except her. Y/n. I can feel fires erupting on my skin. The feeling of want. The feeling of wanting her, craving her and yet loathing her making my gut twist and churn.

I take her feet, pressing slow kisses, eyes still in contact making my way up from the kneeling position I was in.

Slow and steady, leaning towards her, as she grabs my collar pulling me down. Hate's a heady feeling, for a moment ago I was on the floor, kneeling and yet now I'm hovering upon her.

Her fingers snake up my neck, one tracing the shape of my ears. I gulp down as my hand travels to the hem of her blouse, wanting to rip it in pieces.

A low moan escapes her lips, as I draw circles on her bare waist. How would it be like to have not only her bare waist but her bare torso and her bare legs- to have her naked, under me, shuddering and begging?

She grazes my lips with her fingers, tilting her chin for me, wanting me to kiss her.



Tring tring



The alarm wakes me up from my wet- I mean from my nightmare. It's been two weeks since I've returned from Jaipur, along with a witch.
I can't believe I was going to kiss her- like eww....it was so vivid that it's still playing on my head making me wanna puke.

She's messing with me, my head and my sanity.
I take a look around me, finding I'm drenching in sweat. Gotta go take a shower real quick. Abhi 10.25 baj rahe hai.....wait what?!....abhi 10.25 baj rahe hai....aur mujhe video dalni thi....12.30 ko....editing abhi baaki hai....ahhh I need to make it real quick.

I get out from my bed and try running to the washroom, when I feel something aching, hard and tight down my pelivs.
No! There's no way I gotta bone- creak -I turn around at the sound of door, too immersed in shock, unsure what to do and infront of me a clueless y/n stands, whose expression changes real quick as she notices my bulge.

'nonu uth Gaya kya y/n?' mum's approaching footsteps can be heard from the hall.

We exchanged a quick glance, terror visible on both of our faces.

I sprang onto my bed, covering my crotch with a pillow and blanket, squeezing my eyes shut, pretending to sleep, as my senses kick in. And from what I hear, I assume mumma entered our room.

'nhi- mummy ji, abhi bhi so rahe hai....' y/n sluttered answering, God this is so awkward.

'ofhoo, koi nhi tum kapde badal ke aarti ke liye aajao'

'ji mummy ji...!'

The noise of door shutting as soon as mum's footsteps fade away, made me realise she's gone. I get out of the blanket almost dying at this rate.
I scan around the room making sure she's gone, when my eyes meet with y/n, a disgusted look plastered on her face.

Nischay- kya?🙂

Y/n-

Y/n-

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