❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

• 𝟏 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "𝐖𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐡 𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐛 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐚, 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐨 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐳𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐭𝐚𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐰𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢." Start: 18/08/2024 End: