𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #2
𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
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Nitya Heer Tiwari had always been the strong one-the loyal friend, fierce and protective to her core.
But when tragedy strikes, h...
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I stumble back when he comes closer. He looks around my place in which I have lived alone for nearly 7 years now. Since I was 18.
"Pretty girl. Pretty house." He says and plops down on my couch. My body trembles as he rakes a lascivious stare down my figure.
"So Nitya darling, how are you? It's been a really long time." He says a smirk playing in his mouth.
Run. Run. Run.
"I-I..." I search for words. Fear doesn't let me speak out the words. I shake my head to clear my mind.
"Y-you s-said you wouldn't disturb m-me again." I force out the words.
He stares at me from the couch. His legs and arms sprawled like he owns this place.
"Did I now?" He makes a gesture of thinking.
"I did. Didn't I?" He chuckles shaking his head. "But I changed my mind." He keeps both his arms behind his head and leans into it.
"You Nitya darling. We are going to have wild days." He says and gets up from the place he's sitting.
I move back in fear. I always stood my ground whenever I had to encounter a difficult situation but this man infront of me snatched it away from me. He broke me.
"Pl-please. Go." I beg because I can't bear his closeness.
He moves closer and pins me to the wall by my throat. I cry out in his hard grip.
"Mmm I like it when you beg." He says and sniffs my throat. I try to claw at him but he snatches my wrists in his one hand and makes me completely immovable.
If he desires he could do anything to me now and nobody will know. Because I am a coward. I won't tell this to anybody.
"Let m-me go." I stutter.
"That's not going to happen until I get you out of my system." He chuckles and tightens his grip.
Fear unlike anything jolts through my veins and I instantly go on defensive mode.
"Next time aim for the balls when someone grabs you in the dark."
I remember Aman's words and suddenly lift my legs and knee him in the balls which catches him off guard.
He falls to the floor with a painful groan and I run away towards my room to lock myself. Before I can make it to the doorway my scalp burns as he fists my hair in his grip.
