Chaoswithchai
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- Parts 18
His hand made its way to my face as I slapped it away,"Please don't touch me....."
"Amore,calm down. God has already punished me by making me fall for you. Your tiny tiny mistakes are giving me pain."His voice suddenly changed its tone. It sounded harsh and demanding."I heard that you went to stay in that punk's house?What was his name if I recall?Adarsh right?"
I fisted my clothes fiddling them nervously hearing his name from Sultanji's mouth. His eyes were suddenly dark.
"Should I kill that boy?What's your relationship with him?"
"No plea-"
Before I could finish my sentence he placed his finger on my lips."Sssshh............"
I broke down into tears,"He is innocent. He has nothing to do with me." I begged but he ignored my pleas. He was rather busy playing with my hairs and touching me.
"If he means nothing to you then stop wasting your tears on him princess." He ordered. I didn't mean to sob but it got harder to me as I clasped my mouth with my hand. In a way to stop myself from crying. His hand brushed on my chin before he leaned closer. I panicked at the closeness. His eyes were on my lips. With force I pushed him away. He was startled at my behaviour.
"I am not that type of girl. Please stop touching me here and there."I screamed as tears streamed from my eyes. "Only my husband can touch me as he likes not any other man."
He was initially shocked at my reaction but then a smirk appeared on his face. I shouldn't have said that.
"As you please princess......as I can't resist myself from touching you and you won't give yourself to anyone except your husband,then get ready for the Nikaah."
Possessiveness in love,
You are a cute lover.
Over possessive,
You are Mr Jailor.
Extreme Possessive,
You are nowhere.