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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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“No no, I will manage that.” I pulled up a little to him. Surely it would be little difficult but I would do it.

“And how would you do that?” He looked over at me for a second before looking back at the front.

“You’re paying me as a chef. Where would I use this money?” He shook his head at that? “Your pay isn’t that high and moreover you have your needs to spend on.”

I shrugged. “I will cut them off as much as possible.”

“Still it wouldn’t be sufficient. Let me pay and if you want you can add a fraction to it.”

“No, it’s okay, Damien. You have already done so much. Let me do this.” He was hell stubborn.

“I don’t like to repeat myself again and again, Lilah. I have made up my mind and if you want I can cut off the little fraction you will be paying.” My eyes widened at that and I saw his hard, tough lips in a smirk.

“No, let it be as you wish.” No one could win over him. I saw his lips pulled up in the barest of smiles and somewhere it knocked a cord on my heart strings. A sudden satisfaction and happiness swirling in.

Did I have a crush on my saviour?

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