🖤You and I ; Pleasure by Hatred🖤
Adhrit Singh, 33 years old. He is the cold CEO like in books. His life's one and only motive is to take revenge from the man who broke his family once. For him his family is everything to him. He is the CEO of A.S...
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"Kaha bhaag kar ja rhi thi aap, Maya?" He spoke in his deep, husky voice and my eyes went wide and and adrenaline rushed through my veins.
He found me.
"A-Adhrit?" I spoke in barely audible voice but he heard it. "Were you expecting someone else then?" He questions me back in a mocking tone and get up from the chair.
His face was still not visible because of the darkness so I looked back and turned on the lights.
His footsteps grew louder as he is taking predatory steps towards me. My heart beat grew faster and louder as he is looking at me in his signature cold face, but I could sense anger through his eyes.
He stops when he is standing just inches apart from me and speaks, "I clearly told you not to go out of the mansion and you are here, to meet a man. Wrong move, Maya."
I couldn't form any words. How the hell did he find me and how the fuck did he reach here before me? He is clearly not an ordinary man.
His hands grip my throat in a tight grip, not enough to kill me but enough to cage me between him and the door. "You think you can elude me, little devil?" He laughs, a sound that sends shivers down my spine. " You should know better by now. There is nowhere you can run or hide that I won't find you."
He closes the distance between us, his hard front pressing against my soft ones. His body radiating dangerous possessiveness that makes the hairs of my neck erect.
"You don't own me Adhrit." I whisper, unable to form more words because of our proximity. "I do, wifey." he spoke huskily and my breath hitched at his words. He is calling me wifey to make my place clear to me.
"No, you can't do whatever you want." I spit. "Try me." He said before slamming his lips on mine, making my eyes wide.
His other free hand went on my waist and he started sucking on my lips roughly. I put my hands on his shoulders to push him but he didn't even flinch.
He is sucking on my lower lips while his hands firmly grip my waist to keep me in my place. I didn't reciprocate the kiss, instead bit him on his lips.
The metalic taste of his blood filled my mouth and I lick that area slowly. His movements suddenly grew faster as if he is trying to prove his ownership through his kiss.
His tongue asks for my permission to invade my mouth. I keep my lips shut, denying his offer when I felt his hands sliding under my top and he pinch that area earning a moan from me. He slides his tongue inside my mouth and starts devouring every inch of me.
His kiss is so rough and passionate that I felt my legs going jelly and before I could fall, he removed his hands from my throat and picked me up by gripping my thighs without breaking the kiss.
