Toxic love by Shikha Mishra (fastest ebook reader txt) 📕

Toxic love

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What happens when sweet love of vihaan and Disha turns toxic? What happens when vihaan gets obsessed with Disha? Can Disha adjust with his obsessiveness?

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Strip. My eyes widens.

I said STRIP. DISHA. I shake my head. I would have done it if he was not angry. If he was my cute and sweet vihaan.

He took the knife which was in the fruit basket. He pushed me on the bed so now I was laying on the bed.

He puts the knife at the neck line of my top and sliding it down ripping the cloth in two parts. How many times have I said you that I don't like when you talk to other boys.

Why? I ask. I want to know why does he always gets angry.

Because I don't like it. Damn it. He rips the plazo pant in a one stroke of the knife.

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“Delilah!” I heard Liliana call me, and knocked the door. I walked with the crutches and opened the door, and found her smiling at me, which automatically made me smile a little. “You're ready?” I nodded at her.

“You’re looking beautiful.” She gushed and I felt blood rushing to my cheeks and dipped my head. I haven’t heard any compliments for years. I’m still new to it.

She chuckled, “How cute you’re.” She hold my arms helping me walk with the crutches. I saw her still dressed in home clothes. “Will you not get ready?”

She shook her head, “No sweetheart, Damien will take you.” My eyes widened at her words. He will take. That means spending time alone with him. Jesus it’s nothing less than feeling imprisoned with nervousness and his sharp dark eyes. My stomach tumbled at the mere thought.

“It's gonna go well.” I know she thought about me getting scared of hospitals and needles but they don’t scare me anymore now. I smiled at her tightly walking down the stairs, where I found him sitting on the couch and tapping in his phone. He looked up from it and I could feel his eyes ran over me before settling on my face. I noticed him again in his pants and a crisp white shirt, his sleeves rolled up and I could see his muscled forearm and the watch there, before I noticed a ink work just above where his watch is before disappearing under the sleeves.

I could never guess what’s he thinking under that steel cold façade he always keep on. Even eyes which people say as the door to ones soul radiates nothing else like the fine stone sculptors.

“Let’s go.” Without waiting for a second he is out when I followed him not before waving my hand at Liliana and mouthing her a bye. I saw him entering the driver's seat while I opened the passenger door and moved inside before placing the crutches over my lap.

The ride was silent, not even music and I felt he doesn’t like them. I fidgeted with my fingers feeling nervous at what the doc might say. Will it take too much time to get better? I couldn’t just stay in this house that long.

We reached the place soon, when he killed the engine and moved out. I opened my door, and placed the crutches on the concrete floor, before pulling myself up when one of the crutches imbalanced and I found myself falling. God no I closed my eyes trying to hold anything to stop me from falling when I felt arms slide under the arms and wrapped around my waist stopping me from hitting my face on the ground. I felt the familiar warmth and the same intoxicating musky smell of the night I met him first.

My heart thudded at my near fall and at the new proximity with him. Why couldn’t I walk properly? “Are you okay?” I could feel my heartbeat quickened out hearing his soft voice. It was so unlike his cold exterior but soft like the feather gliding in the breeze and landing on the ground. Smooth and delicate.

I nodded my head feeling so embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I just…” before I could speak anything I found his arms moving down before landing on my ankles and I felt myself rising up and settled on his arms. His one arm around my waist and another under my ankles. Christ! What was he doing? I felt my cheeks burning hot and my heart felt like beating at miles millisecond. Oh Lord!

“What are you do-“

“You couldn’t walk with this crutches good enough. It’s better this way.” He didn’t speak anything else before closing the door and walking towards the doctor chamber. I found it’s someone house chamber not a hospital.

Good Heavens, why was he even doing this!

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