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Ishitha's POV
The moment he pulled back, I gasped, filling my lungs with the cold, stale air, struggling to breathe.
My lips felt bruised, tingling from the harshness of the kiss, and every nerve in my body was screaming - screaming to push him away.
But my body felt paralyzed, too paralyzed to even move a finger.
I staggered, pressing my back harder against the wall, wishing I could melt into it, disappear, and vanish from his relentless gaze.
But he didn't move back.
Instead, he stayed close, looming over me like a shadow I couldn't escape.
He ran his thumb over my lip, a faint, twisted smirk forming as he watched me.
"Running away..." he murmured, the words heavy with mockery.
"Did you really think I would let that happen?"
His voice was a low whisper, and each word was a never-ending taunt.
I shook my head, as a reflex, the last inch of defiance I could muster.
But my mind was blank, scattered with fragments of fear.
Fear of making him angrier than this.
My voice was gone, swallowed by the suffocating weight of his presence.
"You're mine, Ishitha" He murmured moving his face closer to my neck.
"How many times do I have to remind you? Huh?"
He whispered, His breath close now, dangerously close, as a cruel mockery of intimacy.
I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice, but it cracked, trembling with desperation.
"Ple..plea..se."
The words were barely a whisper, my throat raw with fear.
I didn't even know what I was pleading for anymore.
A bitter smile tugged at his lips, and he laughed— a dark, humorless one that sent a shiver straight to my core.
"Why are you pleading, sweetheart?"
His hand moved to my chin, lifting it roughly so I had no choice but to meet his gaze-
"You didn't do anything wrong,"
"Did you?"
"Huh?"
"Tell me"
My skin prickled under his touch, and I could feel the familiar helplessness creeping in, rooting me to the spot.
Making my body and mind a prey for my predator.
I wanted to scream,
To break free,
To do anything to escape the twisted reality closing in around me.
But I was trapped, cornered between the cold wall and his unrelenting hold.
His presence overpowering and suffocating.
He leaned closer, his mouth by my ear, voice a low murmur, dripping with possessive intensity.
"Do you know how badly I want to punish you?"
He whispered pressing himself more into me.
"Please...Mr. Sing..hania," My voice broke out, unable to tolerate it anymore, as though pleading for mercy would make him consider.
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