Tonight he is feeling surreal. A mission was accomplished, a privilege was attained and a secret was nurtured to see its revelation in the best form. He nudged the bedroom door and his eyes were delightful seeing someone whose presence here made him...
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Just like a jinx, the temptation was pulling her towards him. And every time, this made her give him his reward for the patience he bore in his way towards her. One night which had changed her life for all the worst things. One night, she ruined her self-respect and trust in herself that she would get her revenge, but she failed terribly.
And now this one night would always haunt her for all the bad reasons. The night which would be considered as plainly the best one of her life but it had brought many horrible things for her. The way she betrayed her cause, the one she loved, and herself as well by not feeling disgusted by that particular touch. How would she forgive herself now?
Now as Andaleeb looked back at the past, she recalled how everything was already messed up. Stockholm syndrome perhaps wasn't peculiar and only existed in fiction. That was true and very near to reality. She became a victim of it even when she had someone in her heart already. Living alone with a charming man who would always say that he loved you and he actually would go to any extent for you, it wasn't odd to fall into this hole for her.
This one night where Andaleeb's clear as a glass heart and desire was so apparent that Masab caught the vibes of it and there was a high possibility he could use this against her for whatever the opportunity he could get. Now she had to mold it to something else. Something which could save her in her own eyes. And that was just to continue the outcomes of that one moment for her own survival. If something worse happened in the future, she would be devastated by its effect. If she wanted revenge again, she had to stay among these people in some other way. She had to fight Masab in some other way as well. And that was surely by hurting him in some other way possible.
However, as soon as his lips made contact with her lips, she lost any awareness. The moment seemed so perfect that she forgot anything else. Andaleeb plopped both her fists over his chest as his daring hands reached over to the buttons of his shirt, which she was wearing right now. The shirt was totally clinging to her body now because of the shower and her attractive curves mesmerized him on a totally different level.
"I saw you, fell in love with you and I wished to get you in my heart. Now I got you with everything I want," Masab murmured sensually against her ear as he caressed her stomach, earning moans from her.
She shot him a stern look before biting over his lower lip harshly. "My heart is still owned by him. But yes since you only care for physical things, that must be your victory. You should celebrate that."
"The people who are under the soil are slowly forgotten by the one roaming above the soil. That's another thing that you have already forgotten him," Masab commented, smirking and pushing aside the shirt from her arms, revealing her creamy shoulders. He laid deep kisses over them, causing her to close her eyes in pleasure. "Hurting me will only bring me more closer to you, Andaleeb. These damn wounds will always act as the indentation of my love for you. They will make me crave you more." He completed whatever he had to say by sucking the sensitive skin over her right shoulder blade.
