And I tend to close my eyes when it hurts sometimes I fall into your arms I'll be safe in your sound 'til I come back around
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"But—"Before I can ask her anything else, the sound of shattering glass echoes through the mall. My heart leaps in my chest, and without thinking, and I rush to the sound, only to find Mahira half-naked and Mahir standing in front of her.
I freeze, my mind struggling to process what I'm seeing. My stomach twists uncomfortably, and I feel my pulse quicken
She's so close to him, taking even more steps toward him. Then my eyes fall on him. He's standing there, his jaw tightened, and his face turned to the side, avoiding Mahira.
Slowly, Mahira raises her hand and touches his collar, but he grabs her hand and twists it. "Just because I'm not saying anything, doesn't give you permission to cross your limits. Touch me again, and I'll decide how you'll take your last breath."
He pushes her back, but he never glances at her. A smirk lingers on Mahira's face as she slips her bra strap down her shoulder, revealing more cleavage.
She takes a step closer. "See, I told you. The way you carry yourself everywhere, no one in the world can satisfy you. Even our names are similar—just a little 'aaah' to turn Mahir into Mahira." She draws out the last word in a moan.
A wave of anger surges through me, boiling in my blood. How dare she??
I can't stand it, the way she smirks, so sure of herself, as if she owns him. The way she moans his name.
With anger blazing in my eyes, I storm toward her, grabbing her elbow and yanking her back with all my strength.
I slap her hard, the sound echoing through the mall, leaving a red mark on her cheek.
My hand clamps around her throat as I push her backward until her back hits the table counter. I lay her down on the table, my grip on her throat tightening.
"If a man says no to a woman, it means no. What does it mean?" I demand, my voice low and fierce.
Her eyes are wide with fear, her voice trembling as she manages to choke out, "N-No."
I tighten my grip on her neck. "If I find you near him again, without his permission, I'll cut your throat with my bare hands. I'll make your life miserable."
I release my hand from her throat, and she starts choking, gasping for air. Then, I twist her arm behind her back. "How dare you touch him? It's not only women who need protection, sometimes men need someone to protect them from whores like you. You try to seduce them, and when they refuse, you pretend to be the victim."
