Bad boy meets a Good girl and both fell in love? Ahh too typical.... What if Bad girl meets a Good boy, and is swooning over him.... She wants just a good fuck, or a night stand with him may be? But he is not at all interested.... But it just takes an eyelock for him to know, that her heart and her life needs to get fixed.... An odd sense of attachment, drags a business tycoon Mahir Sehgal in the live of an event planner Bela Sharma.... And his life becomes hell, only when he got to know he is getting attached this clingy and toxic girl.... Attachment kills but may be they survive it? A story of a broken heart, three lives, expectations and attachments, and love.... "Fix You"
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"Just wait a second miss, I guess I can do something.", He said and forwarded his hand up, still kneeling down when I gave him a safety pin to fix it. While this, my eyes travelled to his muscular toned back which is clearly visible in his perfectly fitted T-Shirt. Hot. I wish I could see his face too but can't help it since he is kneeling down.
"Fixed it. See if you can walk properly now.", He said finally looking up, when I saw his face.
"My god! Fuck me to tears please!", I exclaimed with heart beating erratically just by looking at him. Is he a Greek god or what?
"Sorry?", He narrowed his eyes at me, while getting up and standing in front of me.
"Don't be. Just fuck me hard and to tears.", I said giving a seductive look which generally works for every heterosexual man.
"Excuse me miss. I was just being nice, by helping you. And unfortunately, I don't do meaningless sex. So please, I would like to take your leave.", He said with an amused smirk on his face while his eyes said the opposite since he was checking me out. But his voice, god can it get even sexier? And the confidence, I love it.
"Just the opposite in my case baby. I don't do meaningful sex. So yeah, thank you for your help and it was nice to meet you.",I smiled at him.
★ ~ A BOOK OF WAR.
WAR BETWEEN RESPONSIBILITIES, HONESTY, PROMISES AND *LOVE* ~ ★
LOVE IS BEAUTIFUL BUT ALSO DANGEROUS... WHEN IT COMBINATES WITH MADNESS...
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"Babygirl, do you even know what you mean to me ?" he said in his deep and husky voice. His voice shook me to my core.
I gasped. And I tried to say.
"S-s-ahaj. S-stop. You are crossing your limits!" My voice was shaking, but I tried my best.
He leaned forward which made me shift on my toes. He dangerously cleared his throat and said.
"Am I crossing my limits !! Babygirl you rule my whole world but that doesn't mean that now you'll tell me my LIMITS" He put pressure on the word 'limits'. He continued after a pause.
"do you wanna see me crossing my limits?"
I gulped and said.
"Sahaj, enough now stop I don't know what you are talking about" After intense and dangerous eye contact he said.
"Well, now shut the fuck up and take off your clothes or you wanna see me crossing my limits and ripping the fucking clothes off your body!!"
I was able to feel the wetness bubbling in my core.
"No, I am not taking off my clothes" I tried to say.
He released my hands from his hold, opened the table drawer behind me, and took out a small knife. I am clueless about what he is doing.
He brought that knife to the edge of my shoulder and- FUCK!! He is ripping off my clothes.
"Baby girl, you are gone tonight... do whatever you want to do I am not going to stop. I am going to fuck you... until you pass out and today even if you passed out, I am going to fuck you until you are awake again and begging for more"
'no, please I am sore' my subconscious mind said.
"It's a punishment for touching the other guy and hugging him, then though in front of me! Huh! And now you are going to be a good little wifey and let me do my job without any disturbances"
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HE FELL FIRST BUT HE KNOWS HE IS GOING TO HURT HER.
•WILL SHE FORGIVE HIM OR KILL HIM ?!
• EXTREMELY POSSESSIVE MMC
• HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT
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