27. Threat

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मुश्किलें हल हैं तुम्ही से
या तुम्ही हो मुश्किले

Something bad is going on in my personal life, if possible Keep me in your prayers. No, I'm not dying, just a major problem but theek hai.

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His lips came crashing on mine

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His lips came crashing on mine.

For a minute, My brain stopped working. All I could focus on was the feeling of his lips against mine.

The smell of a rich cologne, something spicy, woody...mixed with a coffee scent fills my nostrils as I breathe him in.

After years my heart beat rises as the feeling of thumping against my chest settles in, I have spent the last six years not being able to grasp any semblance, and suddenly, I feel everything.

My fingers graze against the collar of his white crisp shirt as the material feels velvety under his spell, The coldness of this house, The swirl of wind caressing my skin causing goosebumps to rise my neck.

Abhimaan's cold hand presses against my neck and a shiver sprints through my veins, he angles my face according to his wish.

Moulding me for him.

The warmth radiating from him hypnotizes me far away from real life and the intensity of his kiss sinks in. His delicious tongue explores my mouth and his taste dances on my tongue.

Thousands of firecrackers burst in my head as I feel the blood rushing to my cheeks, painting a luscious Scarlett over them.

Without knowing my lips starting responding to his kiss, marvellingly swaying with his, all the years we spent together bedazzled in my memory, yielding something venturesome.

His cold hand brushed against my face until wetness smeared over my face, making me aware of the tears my eyes built.

A rush of electricity agitated in my veins, sending shock waves through my entire body. Blood rushed to my knees making me hyper sensitive.

I just hope the wind between us will not be the reason for my fire to get extinguished.

Our lips collide with each other's, fighting with utter dominance, yet he wins. Like he always does.

He always wins. Abhimaan never loses and beyond any doubt not now.

His tongue hit the roof of my mouth, lapping on my mouth like a ferocious animal, There is nothing gentle about this kiss.

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