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Love like heaven
"You're right, Divya. I admit it, I'm a playboy," Daksh declared, rising from his seat and confronting me.
"Now I'll show you what a playboy can do," Daksh taunted, gripping my waist and forcefully bringing our bodies closer. My breasts pressed against his solid chest, and I struggled to break free from his grasp. However, his hold on me was unyielding.
Fear gripped me as I witnessed an unfamiliar anger in his eyes.
"Lea... leave me, Dak—" I began to plead, but he cut me off by forcefully pressing his lips against mine. His kiss was aggressive and harsh, a punishment for me. I tried to push him away, but he stood his ground. Eventually, he pushed me back onto the bed, restraining my hands above my head with one hand while painfully squeezing my breast with the other. I whimpered in agony, tears streaming down my face.
I had never imagined he would behave this way. I loved him, but that didn't give him the right to force himself on me. Desperate to break free, I bit his tongue hard, causing him to release his grip on my wrists.
SMACK!
Yes, I slapped him forcefully across his face, the weight of guilt immediately appearing on his expression.
I knew I had made a mistake by accusing him, but that didn't excuse his actions or give him the right to mistreat me.
"I hate you, you jerk!" I spat venomously, standing up and fleeing, covering my mouth as tears streamed down my face, running as far away from him as possible.