Forgiven Lust
“How do I know you didn't touch me then? You had the chance?" I retort another question.
He walks toward me. His domineering aura veered off him. Making him look ten times larger.
I take a step back, recoiling in my skin.
He places both hands on my hip, and squeezes it lightly, bringing his face down to my right ear, "if I had touched you last night, trust me, you won't be walking right now; nor would you be prancing around with your skin unscathed," he breathes out, and nibbles light on my ear.
He walks back to the kitchen and carries on with the dishes as if nothing happened.
I look at him wide-eyed and clutch tightly at my shirt, well, his shirt.
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Twenty-one years old Deven has a life, but to her, it’s not a life at all. She drives herself into a world of desires; a world that shouldn’t be tampered with; but she has no choice. She wants to run away from it; shut herself from it; wash clean of it, but unfortunately, she has not where to run to, or so she thinks. Will she find someone to render her the freedom she wants, or will she be caged for the rest of her life?
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