"I hate you so much," i said while looking directly into his eyes.
He takes steps towards me while maintaining the eye contact .
"But you'd still be begging me to fuck you till you pass out" he said and smashed his lips on mine.
He kissed me like...
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After having a good dance session-yes, dance, because one of my classmates used to say that dance is like therapy, and I completely agree-it really did take away my overthinking and sadness.
After that, I took a nap, and just a few minutes ago, I submitted the evidence against Adil and his father.
They were taken into custody.
Now, I'm standing outside the police station, and it's pouring rain. How am I going to get back? I tried calling an Uber, but they canceled on me twice. Ugh.
Waiting for rain to stop.
It was a terrible idea to take a cab to the police station. I should have driven myself. I was cursing myself when someone tapped me on the shoulder.
I turned around to find Aziz standing so close to me. I gulped, noticing our close proximity. I stepped back, but my foot twisted slightly.
"𝗔𝗵𝗵," I gasped, realizing I had forgotten about the two steps behind me. I closed my eyes, bracing for the fall, but to my shock, Aziz grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him.
My breasts pressed against his chest. Mmm, it felt good-a sensual feeling spread through me as my body remained glued to Aziz's.
My core throbbed with a sudden, intense heat.
"Control your fucking hormones, Seher," I scolded myself, trying to regain some semblance of composure.
I wiggled slightly, and thankfully, his grip loosened on my arm. I took a step back, putting some much-needed distance between us, but I couldn't tear my gaze away from his.
Our eyes locked, and the intensity of his stare matched mine, burning with an emotion I couldn't quite place.
It felt like the world around us had suddenly disappeared, leaving only the two of us in this charged moment.
Every time I looked into those charcoal-black orbs, the world seemed to fade away. His eyes were like deep, endless pools, pulling me in and drowning out everything else.
