Levi
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"Oh, I don't date girls with brown eyes." He brought the Starbucks red cup to his pale, chapped lips due to the white snow winter. "Why not?" I turned to look up to him, focused on how his face has remain blank. "Girls with brown eyes are dangerous" He simply said not going into it any deeper, still staring ahead at the lights admiring the way they flickered from different colors. First, the colors were gold, red, and green then changed to white and gold. I was taken back by what he said, like a girl that didn't own a pair of brown eyes was standing right next to him. I wanted to make a rude remark and tell him off, but I had a feeling he wasn't going to explain further if I did. "It sounds like you know this from experience?" I watched him to see if he would make any sudden movement or if his facial expression would change, it didn't. His face was blank, not releasing any type of emotion. "That's enough of that for today." He walked toward the front door, walked in and closed it firmly behind him, leaving me to question why I stared at the door like he was going to turn around and come back to be here with me.
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"I want some time. It's not a right time to take this relationship further" I'm fiddling with my fingers and turn my face to look into his emotionless eyes. "Take your time sweetheart" There is no clue of emotions in his face and He take his phone and went out of his room. He is such a gentleman and I misunderstood him. I whisper his name Rohit Singh Mehta. Someone knock the door. I rushed towards it and open it. My eyes popped out in shock and tears started to form in my eyes. With some courage I asked "Who's this girl?" "She's my wife for today. Can you please use the guest room sweetheart" He smirk and winked at me in this situation. I stuck in the moment and gasped for air and utter "Who am I Rohit" He comes near my earlobe and mutter maybe my whore if you wish you can also join with us in bed. I slapped him and yelled at him "I have values, self-respect and culture and I'm not your whore you mind it" He bite his lower lip and utter "I'll show you your fucking punishment" He shut the door and pushed me & I fell on the floor and The lady started to remove her dress one by one and He's staring at her with full of lust. I'm helpless and God why you made me like this. "Ayla wait I have something very important to show this fucking bitch" He click his fingers at me. Note: "Under no circumstances is violence against women encouraged or allowed. Whatever the reason is you can't justify the domestic violence in any case" Warning: This story is based on abusive relationship, mental & physical abuse, dark romance and swearing words. If you're not okay with this please don't read guys Instead of this You can read my another story it's about International relationship. Started: 16/11/2022

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