Love, Lust 'n Geology (2ND DRAFT)

Love, Lust 'n Geology (2ND DRAFT)

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., janv. 2, 2019
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Romance
"What are you doing here?" he asked. "I'm studying your rocks," she replied, taking a sip of beer to moisten her dry mouth, another symptom of the state of her nerves. His smile disappeared, and his eyes widened. He glanced about and then he leaned towards her and whispered conspiratorially, "You know, I think that's the most forward thing a woman's ever said to me!" "But I like it!" he declared, sitting back with a huge Cheshire cat-like grin overspreading his face. She took one look at him and burst out laughing. She hadn't fully swallowed the sip of beer she'd taken and some of it sprayed out. "No, no," she choked out between fits of giggling, "I mean ... real rocks ... as in geology!" "Oh!" He joined in laughing, looking somewhat sheepish. This is the story of a young woman who travels to a remote area to do fieldwork for her Ph.D. in geology and all that she experiences there: rocks, nature ... and a man. WARNING: this novel contains some real geology ... among other things ;-)!
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"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

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