A PROFESSOR- STUDENT SUSPENSE MYSTERY THRILLER DARK ROMANCE NOVEL.🖤
"Pleaseeeeee....." I beg him, I'm so so close , His thrusts making me lose my mind
"Please what? I need words " I gush more under his deep husky voice
" I need ahhh ----, I need to...
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Riddhimaan
" Let us call the bride now, Vinita come here and sit with us"
" So, now that everything is fixed, excuse me, I have some important work in my room" I leave the spot to go into my room. That was an excuse I just want to see that pretty little breeze of sunshine that resides just beside my room. It has hardly been hours and I am already craving for her.
Even the thought of seeing her makes my heart hammer against my ribs, my nerves thrumming with excitement.
" Make some hot soup for Naisha, her whole face is red" My steps halt as soon as Megha's voice pierces my ear
The word Naisha is enough to make me pause everything amidst all kinds of work.
" What happened? Whose face is red?" I move towards Megha in hurry , my chest fluttering with tension.
" Bhai sa, Actually Naisha got allergies, her whole face became red, that's why I was telling our cook to make some hot soup for her, she'll feel better" She explains me as is it's a common phenomenon
" How the hell did she get allergies, she was completely fine till evening" My voice rises to an octave with concern.
" I don't know , she was in the shower for more than an hour, maybe that's why" Megha looks at me with a clueless face, confusion lacing her voice
I pinch the bridge of my nose to calm myself down.
I have to check on her, so I rush towards her room
As soon as I knock on her door, she replies with a snorty voice " Megha, I am fine, please give me a few minutes"
" It's me , open the door" I immediately retort back, my heart racing with anticipation.
She doesn't speak, there is no sound,There is no motion
My heart feels like beating out of my chest, Is she okay? Why is she not opening the door?
Shall I break the door
No I don't want to panic her
I keep on knocking , but there is no answer from the other end.
I rush towards the other end of the balcony through my room, open the lock and enter from that side
The sight nearly stops my heartbeat.
She is sitting on her bed, with a pillow wrapped around her ears, her entire face red.
Panic courses through me
" What happened ? Why are you crying?" I immediately rush towards her with hurry and cup her face , my eyes searching for any injuries . Her beautiful face like a pale canvas painted with raw emotions.
I don't know what will I do if If I see even a single scratch over her.
" Don't you dare to touch me" She immediately pushes me away, her honey dipped hazel eyes which was brimming with happiness just a few hours ago, now like shimmering pools of pain , glistening with the weight of sorrow,
