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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“A little. It’s fine, will go away.” I didn’t push him more and found him walking towards my direction and that made me tense in my position. What was he going to do? He neared more towards me, and with every step my inside jumbled more and more.

Unknowingly I took a few steps backward, but he still didn’t stop coming closer. My heart picked up its pace as I stepped further back. He was just a few steps in front until I hit the wall and he was standing so damn close to me.

My eyes met his dark ones and behind the coldness residing there I saw a little crack displaying amusement.

His toe almost touched mine and I pressed myself more against the wall. His face approached more towards me and I visibly gulped down. “Why are you so nervous?” he spoke voice deep and near. I saw the towel hanging down his shoulders.

“I… I was just…” I felt his hand on my wrist as he ran his thumb over the place softly and lazily in circles. His fingers grazed down and met with mine as he caressed the place again, my knuckles and the back of my palm.

His touch brought warmth all over my hands, transferring to my entire figure. Despite the innocent touch, it felt so intimate and my mind once again ran to the evident in the shower.

“You’re blocking my way to washroom.” And my trance broke as I looked up at him meeting his eyes and looking back and true to his words I stood pressed against the door.

I quickly slides out from him making him room to walk inside. “Sorry I didn’t notice.”

He walked inside while I stood out cursing for my stupidity.

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