Forbidden Love [BxB]

Chapter 34

"Do you like me?"

Parsa fixed his gaze on me for a few fleeting seconds before responding bluntly, "Figure it out yourself." He extinguished the cigarette on the ashtray resting on the bedside table and stood up, his expression cool and distant.

I met his icy gaze with a furrowed brow, my confusion evident. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Let me take you to the bathroom," Parsa huffed, bending down to hoist me off the floor. But I seized his forearms, preventing him from lifting me.

"I don't need your help," I muttered, averting my gaze as I rose shakily from the floor. I hate whenever he acts mysteriously as if I have some supernatural ability to solve his puzzled words!

It was a struggle to move with my body starting to recover from the numbness, but I forced myself forward and started walking towards the bathroom door. Every step sent a wave of pain through my back, and my knees felt exceptionally weak. However, Parsa stopped me, placing his left hand behind my back and swiftly scooping me up with his right hand, causing me to fidget in his arms.

"I told you, I don't need help!" I protested, my voice filled with a mixture of annoyance and shyness.

Parsa carried me effortlessly into the bathroom and gently placed me on the toilet lid. "And I told you, stop acting tough," he retorted, a scoff escaping his lips. He then turned on the tap, filling the bathtub with flowing water; the sound of rushing liquid echoing in the room.

Parsa then leaned against the bathroom counter and crossed his arms, watching me quietly as the water continued to fill the bathtub. I sat on the toilet silently, as I was also only wearing my boxers. I refused to look at him, my gaze fixed on the white tiled floor. I still can't believe that I had sex with him...

After a few moments of silence, Parsa spoke in a collected yet mocking tone, his words cutting through the atmosphere. "You need to hit the gym more. I'm amazed at how you passed out in the middle of it while I've been gentle with you."

I returned his gaze, tilting my head to the right, unsure of how to respond since my mind was busy with something else. Does he like me or not?... I pondered silently, my eyes locked on his gray eyes. Why did he avoid my question?...

Parsa mimicked my head tilt and raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips. "Is your brain damaged, Ryan?"

"I'm thinking," I responded, my gaze shifting away as I fidgeted with my fingers. 

Parsa stepped closer and stood in front of me, his right hand cupping my face, his touch gentle yet firm. His voice dripped with curiosity as he asked, "Thinking about what?"

I cast a glance at the bathtub which was nearly full and rose to my feet, dodging his question. "Can I have some privacy?"

Parsa chuckled and wrapped his left arm around my neck, his tone laced with teasing amusement. "We're past that point now."

My cheeks burned with embarrassment as my muscles tensed, and a shy stammer escaped my lips. "But I... I, um... still need to be alone..."

Parsa ruffled my hair with his right hand, a smile playing on his lips. "Fine, I won't torture you since you did well today." With that, he exited the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

As the door closed, I breathed an exhale of relief and stripped off my boxers, then climbed into the bathtub, sitting down and pulling my knees up to my chest. I then wrapped my arms around them and rested my chin on my knees, contemplating aloud, "What should I do from now on...?"

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My focus was locked on the exam sheet before me, my mind grappling with the question as I felt Parsa delicately place his left hand on my right thigh, gently stroking the inner part.