45.Mouths smashed, clothes...off?

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♡Inayah's pov♡

Have you ever been so mad at someone that all you want to do is to smash their face in a wall?

Cause right now all I want to do is kill Arhaan.

I mean how could he let me eat them?

"Love?listen to me please. I didn't knew I promise." He pleads jogging towards me as I rush inside the library.

"You didn't? Arhaan?? You literally ate them before me." Now standing with my arms crossed, my once playful spirit dulled by the unexpected turn of events, as I shot him an angry look of betrayal.

"I-I tried to stop you but you were too quick and it's no big deal you only ate...three so."

"Three!! Exactly! I ate three and you were enjoying seeing me eat them."

"I-i thought um I thought that it would be okay to let loose a bit before the exams." He rushed, not a single ounce of guilt in his face.

"I- I embarrassed my self. Did you see what I was doing??" I shudder remembering.

Arhaan smirked. "You were cuteee, I enjoyed it."

I scoff. "Afcourse you did." As I stop abruptly in the middle of the hallway so i can glare at him. "You know, it must be exhausting to be such a fucking prick all the time."

"I have fantastic stamina."

"Oh, fuck you-"

"I'd love to."

My mouth drops open as I look at him disbelievingly, I heared him wrong. Right.

Walking inside the library, I move to the end most shelf to look for the book I was searching earlier.

"Trésor it's no big deal, you just ate few edibles...it'll be fine." He states holding my wrist.

"Let go Arhaan, if you don't want me to get more angrier."

Arhaan tilts his head, pretending to think. "That seems like something you want, not something that would anger you."

"Why do you want me angry?" I try to pull away, but he holds fast to my elbow.

"I told you," He murmurs, "I like seeing you angry."

This time when I yank my arm away he lets me go, though he doesn't step back and he doesn't look away. Taking a deep breath, determined to remain calm just to spite him. "Find someone else to bother."

" I could." He nods thoughtfully. "I certainly could bother someone else but they would not be youu." He says, as he took in my appearance, his eyes slowly trailing down my form. Lingering longer on the exposed skin on my thigh under the skirt I was wearing.

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