There were million little reasons to not love him,
And million little things that I despised now.
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Her:
Unwanted emotions,
I didn't want any of it, any of them.
From the outside, she seems adorned with all that glitters-wealth, celebrity, and...
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I watch Tani dancing with her boyfriend, and even though it was gross watching them eye fuck each other on the dance floor I couldn't help but be jealous. I wanted someone to look at me like that, touch me like that.
Okay fuck that's gross now.
"Do you want to dance?" I look up to see Atharva standing in front of me, his hand extended forward for me to take. I stare at it for few seconds, especially at the ring, noticing a small carving on it, it had the letter S written on it.
Fuck Shiya, take it.
So I take it, I let myself be swept away, into a wonder land where he drives me absolutely insane with his moves and his charcoal eyes.
We stand a few feet away from my brother and Tani, knowing that if he sees then he will surely throw a few punches here and there at Atharva. I had a feeling that this would be super awkward, but of course, I didn't know what was kept in the store for me.
Atharva pulled me towards him as my breasts brushed against his hard chest, while he grabbed my waist, his hands holding me strongly as he started swinging along with the beats of the song. My hands make their way around his neck as I smile, noticing how good he is.
Then the song changes, and he starts running his right hand over my left arm, going up and up while leaning closer to my face, his eyes bouncing between my face and my painted lips. And suddenly I find it hard to breathe.
"You drive me absolutely insane, my jaan."
He withdraws my hand from his neck and then I'm turned around, pushed at an arm's length then pulled back as my naked back collides with his smooth leather jacket. His hands start running from my arms to my hands then to the front, my lower abdomen. His hand stays there as I stop breathing, while I feel my heart being lit on fire by the innocent butterflies.
"Breathe snowdrop."
I inhale, exhale, and then moan lowly as soon as I feel his lips behind my ear. His lips barely touch me, but still, it does wonders to my heart and the heat growing inside me.
My eyes flatter as I lean more into him, taking the sensual heat he is offering me. His hand on my abdomen guides me to move side to side as his lips continue to barely touch me, to tease me enough.
For a second my eyes open and close again, then snap open in shock. Staring in shock at the figure in front of me, standing a few feet away, fading in and out with the dancing crowd.
I stand straighter, my body stops moving. I can feel the ice being thrown to my burning heart, as it drops into the pit of despair I had been slowly coming out.
I stare at his face, waiting for him to make a move. "Kim Dalhyun." His name escapes from my lips.
