Mafia's Love syndrome

Mafia's Love syndrome

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"Where do you think you are going?" he said with a cold voice "Far away from you" saying this she turned her back and ready to go but he hold wrist and turned around. He holds her waist tightly that their noses were brushing with each other. "Why?" he asked. "Because I.... I don't L...Love you' she said lowering her head . He lifted her head with his index finger under her chin still holding her tightly . "Look into my eyes and repeat it" he said. But she was having tears in her eyes and was not able to utter a word. "What happen? can't say it. Stop lying ." he said. "I.." she tried but before she could say he crashed his lips on hers. Tears were continuously flowing from her eyes. "I.SAID.STOP.LYING." he said with calm yet cold voice emphasizing each word.... NOTE: THE STORY COVER USED IN THE STORY IS NOT MINE. THE CREDIT GOES TO THEIR RESPECTIVE ORIGINAL OWNERS
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"You're lying! She would never do such a thing." I was in denial as I shook my head repeatedly to clear my vision 'Stop please, do this at another time.' I pleaded with a cracked broken voice that made me sound so worthless and so vulnerable I could feel my heart trying to rip itself part into two different half's and it hurt. It hurt too much but I kept my mouth shut from crying out loud or letting even a small whimper escapee my parted lips "I'm not lying." He spoke tenderly eyeing me with his soft brown eyes as if I was a delicate rose captured inside a glass, ready to break apart at any given moment now

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