Dark Rain
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  • Reads 37,117
  • Votes 756
  • Parts 31
  • Time 2h 51m
Ongoing, First published Jun 22, 2020
"Come here" he says venomously, almost like a whisper. I stride sluggishly towards him and I can see the anoyance in his eyes.
In one swift movement, he grabs me and pushes me to the wall. The impact with the wall knocks my breath out. He leans into my ear, watching me carefully.
"Why can't you just leave me alone" I say exasperated.
The corner of his lips tug upwards, he comes Impossibly closer to me, his lower body grinding roughly against mine.
"I can never leave without taking what's mine" he says," then take what's yours and leave", I tell him, immediately he carries me over his shoulder, one of his hands is on my butt holding me firmly while the other rests behind my thighs. "What are you doing" I ask him. "I am taking what's mine"
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