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Toxic Devotion

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Parts 3
Time 11m

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This night was going to be the worst night of her whole life and he'll make sure that she regrets every action she ever took, she felt helpless against him.
"Your nose looked cute, being all red from crying" her said and touched her nose. "You came out the room hysterically crying and sat in the bench, your lips were quivering and I wanted to capture them so badly but I didn't" he said and paused. 
"But now I can" her said and captured her now quivering lips.
 "Tastes like what's mine" said him and caressed her now bleeding lips.

"Yes" accepted Vanya and she met with his eyes which showcased various set of emotions which ranged from amusement to lust. 
"So what would you do for me to agree to marry you and bed you" asked Rishi. "Anything" said Vanya and Rishi raised his eyebrows at her.
"Anything?" asked Rishi and Vanya nodded.All Rights Reserved

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