His eyes had started to see me differently. That desire I saw on his eyes on the lift scared me a bit though. I never noticed the blackness of his eyes. Black is a rare color. He had the rare colored eye which shone at moments like when we kissed.
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(Make sure you read the first update already! I updated two chapters and this the second one. ❤️)
Alia
Anger. Lot of anger was inside my head.
His all stunts had infuriated me to such a level that if I had seen him again all to myself with no other person around like his respectful family, I would... I didn't know what I would do.
Then she came and did the rest. How could she? How dared she to refer me that not actually taking my name?
'Slut. Whore she is, after AD. Di i am going to slit her throat the next time I see her with him. '
I again relived it, sitting in that restaurant, drinking coffee with that stupid Kanika and Maya di with my head ready to burst anytime out of last night stunt of three glasses, watched her face in disgust and hearing this she was telling to Maya di.
How could they be cousins? Maya di is so so great, calm and adorable woman and she...
"It is who you are senseless annoying.. Fucking girl.. " I shouted.
Then my head diverted to him. JERK.
Annoyed and disparaged, I punched my innocent pillow and buried myself in it.
"He was taking advantage of your state last night and you are here kicking your lovely pillow doing nothing. Stupid. You deserve it. You kissed that Jerk back, right? This is what he did. You needed the lesson. Fool! "
I began yelling at myself. My head gave me the blurred reminisce of where his hands were running in my body, his lips rubbing against my lips very roughly and I was so out of my mind to get him away.
Had he done anything else to me?
I didn't remember anything like that. I was so drunk to remember anything. How could I make sure?
I jumped out of my bed watching my legs, stomach, shoulder, then not so satisfied I took off my tank top and rubbed and surveyed my body for any mark, scratch I might have had. If he touched me I would have have resisted him.
There wasn't any. Happy.
Maybe he didn't touch me...
No. Stupid you let him kiss there. You were so drunk to resist. You might have let him...
"No. No.. No... "
No. No. no no no no no on.....
I was lying on my cold marvel floor when I heard my phone ringing.
