Forbidden Love [BxB]

Chapter 38

Trigger warning: Mature scene

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"What is it?"

Parsa's voice pierced the air, drawing me back from the chilling grip of my thoughts as I had been fixated on my phone's screen for an extended moment. Fear crept beneath my skin, but I managed to put the phone on the bed, next to my thigh, before muttering, "N-Nothing... It was just spam."

I picked up my cup of coffee, sweetened with milk and cinnamon, taking a small sip. Simultaneously, Parsa scrutinized my expression for a moment before taking hold of his cup, his gaze firmly fixed on me. "Mhm."

I avoided Parsa's stare, instead focusing on my cup of coffee as I continued sipping it. The heat emanating from the liquid was strangely comforting, yet it did little to ease the uneasiness gnawing at me inside. That crazy guy! What's his plan? What is he trying to do?... I pondered as I tilted my head to the left. I can't let Parsa know... The situation will get worse if he interferes...

Parsa's right hand glided over my inner thigh as he held his cup of coffee in his left hand. "What are you thinking about?" He asked, drawing my attention back to him.

I answered sheepishly, "I'm thinking about how I'll go to school tomorrow with this broken leg..." Then, I quickly amended my words. "I mean, I'll have to take a taxi since I can't walk..." Feeling anxious, I closed my eyes and bit my lip nervously. Isn't that an obvious thing? Why would I even think about it? I should've said something more convincing... He's gonna get suspicious!

"I can give you a ride tomorrow," Parsa stated calmly, prompting me to open my eyes and gaze at him in disbelief.

"Really?" I asked, genuinely surprised.

Parsa smirked, his fingers gently brushing the fabric of my pants. "You told me once that you're afraid of taking a taxi alone; that's what bothers you, right?"

Ah... I nodded in response, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me. "Yeah..." He remembers the lie I told him when I didn't have enough money to grab a taxi...

I placed my empty cup onto the tray, my body reacting to the heat generated by his touch. An idea swiftly crossed my mind. This is my chance! I cast a sidelong glance at Parsa as he sipped his black coffee, his right hand naturally withdrawing from my thigh.

"How about you stay the night so we can go to school from here together?" I proposed, trying to conceal my excitement.

Parsa paused, his hand hovering in midair as he was about to take another sip of coffee. He turned his gaze to me, scrutinizing my face closely. "I don't have my stuff with me," he replied, a flicker of mischief shining in his eyes.

"Oh," I muttered, silently berating myself for my bold suggestion. "N-Never mind, then..."

Parsa set his cup back on the tray and fixed his gaze on me, his eyes penetrating my very soul. He inquired, "Do you want me to stay?"

A tidal wave of heat rushed to my cheeks, prompting me to shyly look away. My pulse accelerated as I muttered, "I just thought... it would be... more convenient... for you..."

Parsa seized my nape and drew me closer to him, his teasing smile widening. "You know what's written all over your face?"

I swallowed anxiously as my eyes darted to his, my hands clenching into fists. "W-What?"

Parsa smiled, leaning in to murmur beside my ear, "I want sex."

I recoiled in shock, turning my head away from him, my face flushed with embarrassment. "T-That's... not true!..." I protested, my voice quivering