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❝Pioneering the art of constructing love, my Kanmani.❞
Xavier teased her skin, slowly caressing her cheeks and her lips trembled.
❝You don't dare!❞
And he kissed her.
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When he had compromised his dreams and...
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"At least I know someone's not going to fuck me up emotionally. I know he loves me more than I'd like to admit, and that gives me some semblance of stability," she said, her voice calm now. "The knowledge that my husband, my man, is never going to be a dick to me brings some peace to my mind."
"Satya, that is so selfish of you. What about him?"
Thrusting out her defiant chin she proclaimed, "I have been very explicit about it. I have conveyed to him that there is not going to be a single ounce of love from my side in this relationship and yet he agreed to it. He is an adult, it was his choice to make."
"This sounds so shitty," Xavier said, his frustration boiling over. "Everything about this sounds like trash."
Satya leaned in, her voice sharp. "I am alone, so fucking alone... Do you know how it feels to be a woman in the world of men, trying to succeed, seizing everything, and cutting her path out of assholes around? Do you know how it feels to have the responsibility of an adamant teenager who is nothing but rebellious? Do you know how it feels to carry the name 'Devinathan' on your shoulder and constantly be judged as the great Devinathan was nothing but a God to many?", she blinked her eyes, tears glazing over them, "Do you know how it feels to watch your first love die in front of you? Do you fucking know how painful the body feels after an abortion, how much time it takes to recover? No, Xavier, you know nothing!" Pointing her index finger out to him, she continued, "So, superglue seal your lips and put your judgment up your ass."
Xavier raked a hand through his hair, exasperated. "Wow."
"Yes, wow," Satya retorted, leaning back in her chair like a queen on a throne.
"Satya, if this is you, then you've been a stranger to me all along. The Satya I know would never use someone like this."
She let out a derisive laugh. "I'll do whatever the fuck I like. Did I judge you when you went off and fell in love with some babe a decade younger than you?" She snorted sarcastically. "Did I bitch about your character or how you might have fucked up your darling?"
"Don't you dare!" Xavier screamed. "Don't you dare say a word about my love for Krithika!"
Satya clapped mockingly, her hiss dripping with venom. "Oh yeah, that's how it hurts. So fucking shut up."
"Satya, you need to stop being destructive, I don't know what you even talk to your therapist."
"I am not destructive, you preachy asshole!"
A call at the door cut their argument, his security alerted him that it was Krithika. They both glowered fire at each other, challenging each other to blink if they dared to.
