"You're gonna break up with that boyfriend of yours." He uttered with a deadly calm voice.
"I am not gonna do any such thing." I gritted.
"Don't make me lose my temper." He moved his face closer to mine.
"Or what?" I challenged.
"Or I will slide...
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"Main Hoon Bann Chuka, Jeene Ki Ik Wajah Iss Baat Ko Khud Se Tu Na Chupaa."
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[The first half contains smut (the teaser scene) and it is available on Inkitt for free.] Username: evaaaroyy
It's not available here because of the safety of the book.
We're both panting heavily, our breaths coming out in shallow gasps. I'm pressed up against the edge of the desk, my fingers gripping the cool wood as he starts to kiss my face and neck, his lips leaving a trail of heat on my skin.
He pushes his body closer to mine, the solid weight of him pressing against me, sending a shiver down my spine. His mouth moves along my jaw, nipping and biting gently at my sensitive skin.
Suddenly it hits me, It's too much.
The tears come before I even realise what's happening, a wave of emotion crashing over me as I bury my face against his chest. A sob escapes my lips, my body shaking with the force of it as I cling to him tightly. I can feel the heat of his body against mine, his hands gripping my waist, holding me against him as I cry.
He still didn't tell me why he was with her.
I sniffle, pulling back slightly so I can look up at him. The tears are still trickling down my cheeks as I ask, "So you're not going to talk about it?"
He gently wipes away the tears on my cheeks, his gaze softening as he looks down at me. "Talk about the wounds?"
I take a deep breath, trying to steady my voice. "Yeah, definitely that," I say, my words barely above a whisper. "But are you sure that's the only thing that needs to be talked about?"
He frowns slightly as if he has no idea what I am talking about. Is he serious right now?
Without saying anything else, I reach down into my skirt pocket, my fingers trembling slightly as I pull out my phone. My eyes are still watery, but I manage to compose myself as I quickly open up the news app and find the article I'm looking for. I hesitate for a moment before holding out the phone to him, the headline of the article visible on the screen.
