"Tell me what you want, darling." He asked, "Tell me what you need, and I'll give you exactly that?"
"I want you Idhant, I NEED you." I whispered not being able to resist anymore.
"What do you want me to do, darling? Tell me what you want from me?"...
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It's today. We're leaving for mafia ball. Everyone is ready and everything is at place. It would take us a 5-hour drive to reach the destination. I have 3 bags with me. I mean 2 are mine in which one has dress, and one has weapons, but my mother has packed one more that includes makeup. They just can't let me be.
I go downstairs to see Idhant also sitting on the couch. As soon as I see him, I remember all the scenes from last night in car. After that we just came home and there was an awkward silence between us. I straight up went to my room and slept the night away without giving another thought to the situation. I can't face him now but it's pretty clear that he is coming with us, and I have no choice but to face him.
"Don't tell me he is going with us." I say in a frustrated voice. So, the only thing I thought I can do was going back to my old self.
"Okay he is not." Karan says with a shrug. I glare at him, and he mutters a sorry while raising his hands.
"Ahh, I hate this. Why the hell is he going with us dad?" I ask looking at dad. He just shrugs like it's normal for him to come with us. What's wrong with my family?
No, the question is what's wrong with you? He is your fiancé.
Not now consy.
"Because we have to show everyone that we're now family." Bhai answers on everyone's behalf.
Ugh! I seriously don't understand how I see him every time now. It's like he is everywhere I go. I ignore his presence and hand my bags to servants who are loading our cars. I go and settle down in one of the cars hoping to stay away from him as much as possible because after what happened last night in car, I just can't control the wild thoughts running in my brain.
Yeah, you want him to fuck you.
I don't consy.
You do, and you're desperate.
Well look at him who won't be desperate.
He is hot. But what about your onetime thing?
Can we make it one time fuck? Because I desperately need his dick inside once and then I won' even look at him I promise.
