Hers to Own

Hers to Own

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"I hate you" I murmured as I gripped my shorts tightly on both sides, flaming with annoyance. He chuckled lightly and suddenly took both my hand and placed it on his shoulders. My kneckles turned white as I gripped his bare skin tightly, my nails dipping into it but he didn't even flinch. "What's that meri jaan?" He cooed as he lowered his head to reach near my left ear. His breath fanning over my neck. He damn well knows my heart races when he calls me names with that awfully deep tone. "I said I hate you!" I exclaimed. He took my one hand from his shoulder which now had the stain of his blood on my nails. I'm shocked the moment I saw it because I didn't mean to make him bleed. To my surprise he brought it to his lips, his soft tantalizing lips. "Then why don't you drop some blood here as well? Show me how much you really hate me." ------(⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)------- RUDRANSH SINGH DEWAN × AAROHI SRIDHAR Arranged Marriage Bit of hate from her side Lots of love from his side ◕ Bitter × Butter ◕ Moonshadow × Sunlight ◕ Grumpy CEO × Social butterfly ◕ Angry young man × Cool for the summer
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Seraphina Calloway always believed she would recognize betrayal if it ever came near her marriage. She imagined it loud. Obvious. Unforgivable. She never imagined it would look like this. Like her husband smiling at another woman the way he used to smile at her. Like late-night messages that weren't inappropriate - just intimate. Like emotional comfort slowly being outsourced. And she definitely never imagined standing outside a glass office in downtown Los Angeles... Watching her husband hesitate before pulling away from another woman's lips. The kiss wasn't hungry. It wasn't desperate. It was worse. It was familiar. And in that single second - She realized she had already been replaced emotionally long before that moment happened. She didn't scream. She didn't storm in. She simply turned... And walked away from the life she thought was unbreakable.

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