SHE IS MINE
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"You belong to me!" he said in his deep, husky voice, sending shivers down my spine.
"And you are mine to love, princess!" His tone was full of possessiveness.
"Let me go-" I started to protest, but he silenced me by pressing his index finger to my lips.
"Shh, be quiet!" he whispered softly against my lips. I looked into his eyes, which were filled with desire and longing.
"It's just you and me tonight, and I want to make it special for us," his strong voice sent chills down my spine.
My heart raced as I felt his fingers at the edge of my dress, ready to tear it away.
*"I'm about to do the most sinful things with you now, Jaan!"* His voice echoed in my ears.
"I've waited long enough!" His voice grew deeper with desire.
"No, please-"before I finish my sentence, he interrupted me as air rushed around my body.
He ripped my dress in two pieces.
ZAYAN VS DUAA
AGE GAP
SHE RUNS AND HE CATCHES HER
SHE IS THE PREY AND HE IS THE HUNTER.
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