Twisted Desires Amidst Of Fire

CHAPTER 23:- THE WILD NIGHT

Let's do this and that:-

Dark room or white room

Simple or furnished

Row house or apartment

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It's hasn't even been a week but still I am posting just for you guys. This is the last part that I have written both in scrollstack and here.

So now please don't tell me to post because I haven't written anything yet.

Scrollstack readers I will update next part by tomorrow 🫶🏻

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Smut Warning ⚠️

(Ps:- It's my second time writing smut so if there is something wrong I am sorry for that also I wanted to write about them having angry sex so I wrote few similar dialogues to that off twisted hate.
So I cleared myself here only then don't come and say dialogue copy Kiya hai many writers write same dialogue from famous book👍🏻)

Soumya's Pov:-

I know my mind is fucked up right now but I won't let him win the argument. He says I obsessed with having good reputation then he is right I am obsessed because since childhood I was taught to maintain a good reputation.

I am already dreading about my lost dresses and what am I gonna showcase in tomorrow's show and here he is basically giving me lecture to stop thinking about the terrible news about me and my team.

We have been yelling at each other for several minutes but now I don't have energy to yell anymore because he is just again trying to look down on me. It's first time I saw him speaking so many words and the way his Adams apple is moving is inviting me to lick it.

Fuck me because I am so much aroused right now with our argument that all I can think about is to control myself to not pounce on him. I know it's all because of so much going on in my life but damn it I need a distraction and it's him and his dick.

But his harsh words has always hurt me and provoked me to say something more meaner to him. He was always like this sharp and judgmental about me ever since we have met.

"Don't compare them to your shitty family Soumya" he said and in dangerously low tone and I scoffed then smirked. When he said stuff about my so called family that was okay but when I did same thing he is getting angry.

"Kyu bura laga tumhe huh? meri family bhale he kaisi bhi hai but still vo mere sage sambandhi hai so you don't have the right talk shit about them" I said and he scoffed.

"Well few minutes ago you yelled that they aren't your family but akhir tum ho toh Rajput family ki he unka he ganda khun hai tum me" he said and damn that hurts. Ganda khoon? how dare he this bloody bastard with such handsome face ugh.

"Don't worry about my bloodline Mr. Kumawat think about yours. Tumhare andar toh bhot accha khoon hai na toh fir kyu tumhari nahi banti apni family se huh?" she asked and I just stood still not knowing what to answer her.

"Answer me Mr. Kumawat" I said and he just turned around and started walking towards the door to leave, hah such a coward.

"Kyu bhag rahe ho huh? Dar gye ki kahin mai tumhare raaz na jaan jau? ya ye toh nahi soch rahe ki kahin mai Aastha Kumawat ke bare me na puchlu" I said trying to provoke him and it worked he stopped in his tracks.