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CHAPTER 12: DEVANSH

I panicked as her body fell limp in my arms. What have I done? Did I hurt her?

Guilt engrossed me so badly that I felt my stomach twisting uncomfortably. I patted her cheeks softly.

"Hey? Wake up" she shook a bit. Her eyes not opening but she was moving slightly.

I pulled out from her and covered her body with blanket before turning on the night lamp. The yellowish light from the lamp fell on her soft delicate features. Her face was crimson red. She was so silent and looked so peaceful while sleeping.

I felt my heart racing... I didn't know how but she have made my heart race after., after quite sometime. After I thought of giving up on love. But, still, I am scared. Though I can't help but to stare at her mindlessly. Losing my way out of the infatuation of her Innocent beauty that consumed me dearly into a world I didn't want to enter.

I held her hands. "Sorry, I promise I will make it up" I whispered before getting up.

I wrapped a robe around my body and walked inside the washroom. I grabbed a clean towel and took a bit of warm water in a bowl. I dipped the towel in the water, softening it in the warmth.

I walked back in the room and sat beside her. "Uh," I hesitated before lifting up the blanket.

Eventually I lifted it up and started cleaning between her legs softly. She flinched a bit but didn't woke up from her slumber. That means she wasn't unconscious, she was asleep?

Her sex was swollen and red. It tore a bit from the penetration. And she did bleed quite a lot. The sheet under her was red.

After cleaning her I bought one of my t-shirt from the closet and made her wear that. She stirred wake slightly, but I placed my hand on the top of her head patting gently.

"shh, I'm here, sleep" I mumbled. Right now taking care of her was like taking care of a damn kid. Even though I didn't want to, I could not leave her alone suffering after sex.

I sighed. I was still aroused as I didn't have my orgasm. She passed out before that. I guess from nervousness and anxiety. I looked at her sleeping peacefully. After covering her with the blanket I got up and walked inside the bathroom to take a cold shower.

I let the cold water roll down my body. I sighed in relief. I placed my both hands on the wall leaning forward while the shower ran steadily.

Don't hurt someone who is completely Innocent, just to make her bleed.

Reyaansh's word rang in my ears like an unwanted melody. My hands clenched in a fist as I regretted doing it with her knowing either she or I will be hurt. And I ended up hurting both. Her, physically and myself, mentally.

Just don't hurt me.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!. I fucked up, didn't I? Just to make her bleed., just to be a dutiful son.,, hurting her just to fullfil my family's needs. But what could I have done? I had to respect the rituals-

I groaned in annoyance and ran my hands through my hairs. I was in a battle with myself. The ideal eldest son vs the human inside me. even if I don't love her I shouldn't have used her like that. I am such a fucking selfish idiot.

I turned off the shower and wore my bathrobe. I reentered the room with wet hairs. I walked up on my side of the bed and took a seat. I glanced at her again with the corner of my eyes. My hands subconsciously reached her soft hair caressing it gently.

Soon enough I found myself laying down beside her. I shifted closer and instinctively pulled her against my chest, spooning her. I noticed our size difference again. She was so small and delicate. Even when I was inside her, she felt so good.

I wouldn't have stopped if she didn't pass out. I didn't feel like stopping. It was feeling too good I could do that forever but, still. I don't think I should let this feelings take over me.

Or should I?
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