❝ 𝐌𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚, 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥❞
When 𝐀𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐚, walks into his world, she's nothing but soft edges and shy glances-a girl burdened with debts, abandoned by a father who never cared. She only wants f...
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AMISHA
He pressed a kiss to my temple before stilling inside me.
Breaking the hug, he brushed my hair back and gently laid me down. He slid out, looked at the used condom, and raised a brow at me.
"In the bathroom. Flush it. What if my dad sees it?" I hissed. Rolling his eyes, he got up, standing completely bare before me.
"Don't admire my butt," he threw over his shoulder as he walked toward the bathroom.
I rolled my eyes and pulled the sheets around me. Well, he does have a perfect one. Did he get a BBL done? Maybe.
Shrugging, I climbed out of bed wrapping the sheet around my body and grabbed a pair of shorts and an oversized white T-shirt from my cupboard, skipping the undergarments. Maybe he'll leave. Might as well get comfortable.
But just as I was about to step into the bathroom, he emerged, a towel wrapped around his waist, frowning at me.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"To take a shower. I can't sleep feeling sticky," I replied.
I tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my waist.
"But... like... I thought you just needed a break." His pout was almost comical.
"Huh?" I frowned.
"Only two rounds?" He looked genuinely offended.
I rolled my eyes, pushing him away and locking myself in the bathroom. What does he think I am? A sex machine?
Dropping the sheets, I turned on the shower, sighing as the cool water soothed my overheated skin.
But before I could fully relax, a scream tore through the air.
"AHH! Amisha, save me!"
Panic shot through me. I turned off the shower, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around myself hastily. What the hell is going on?!
I threw open the door to find him banging on it, eyes wide with terror and worry.
"Kya hua?!" I gasped, cupping his face in concern. (what happened?)
His lips curled into a smirk. "Abhi hoga." (now it will happen)
Before I could react, he crashed his mouth onto mine, his hands sliding my towel down.
He lifted me effortlessly, placing me on the edge of the bathtub, and without warning—
