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"Please open the door," I shouted but he locked the door and shut off the lights.
She broke one of his rules so , he punished her by staying one night on the terrace in the heavy rain.
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Her fiance, Rudra Singh...
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"How dare you!" he thundered, his voice echoing through the air. He stormed closer, grasping my waist and pulling me into his fiery gaze.
"What-what are you doing?" I stuttered, trembling with fear.
His eyes blazed with anger, his jaw clenched in rage. His face, twisted in fury, sent shivers down my spine. I dared not meet his gaze.
"How dare you dance with him that day?" he seethed. "And today, why didn't you stop him? How dare he touch you?"
His jealousy was palpable, but why?
"I'm asking you something; don't test my patience, wife," he growled.
"I was just-" I began, but he cut me off.
"I AM JEALOUS OF EVERYONE WHO IS WITH YOU WHEN I'M NOT WITH YOU," he bellowed. "You are mine, my possession. I crave the touch of your lips, You're all mine, every inch of you, every beat of your heart, mine to touch ,mine to kiss, and mine to fuck,"
Before I could comprehend his intentions, he pulled me into a fierce kiss. My eyes widened in shock, my senses numb.
His lips devoured mine, rough and unrelenting, as if there were no tomorrow. He bit my lower lip, and I moaned as his tongue invaded my mouth, exploring every corner.
My eyes remained closed, overwhelmed by the tumult of emotions.
His kiss was animalistic, too rough, but I felt alive.
