
Preface
Met under strange circumstances, The flower of love wasn't going to blossom in the mud of fear and hatred.

Preface
Met under strange circumstances, The flower of love wasn't going to blossom in the mud of fear and hatred.
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"Uff you'll be the death of me Little Nymph.. So beautiful." Sensing her struggle stop again, he murmurs, only to hear her gasp hard. However, feeling quite exhausted himself, he finally lifted his head. If not for her tears leaking out of eyes, or her shallow breathing and gasp erupting because of his thrust. He'd be assume having s*x with the deceased. "Today I'm letting you go, but if I ever see you again, You'll be caged for life. Whispering darkly in her ear, he waited to get some response , but felt her drifting to unconsciousness. He kissed her lips deeply but she didn't even struggle, frowning. He slapped her cheek but she didn't yelp or react. "So I suggest you to Hide well..pray hard So that I don't find you.. Holding her close in his arms, he sniffed her hair. Without knowing how much his touch burns her soul. How even his tender caresses feel like acid being rubbed on her. "Cause I won't mind having you, but I'm certain you won't agree for the same." Saying this he kissed her once more Then opened the door and pushed her out of his car, making her fall on the entrance of the gate on the road. Then without paying heed to her appearance or state left from there.
She was the light his heart was longing for amidst the darkness. But the question is, whether he'll recognize it? Accept it? Or ruin his only chance offer by fate, due to his own selfish ambitions? ____________ Listen, I admit, Your arrival in my life and becoming an inseparable part of it was my well planned strategy. But I want you to believe me." Speaking in a calm voice, Looking at the women standing in front of him. He slowly approached her steadily. But she didn't acknowledge his words nor did she lift her head to even look at him. “For this beating heart to get enslaved by your love, or this conspiratorial mind to get occupied by your indelible thoughts. Wasn't the plan but it did." Listening to this, she looked up at him in disbelief and grew shocked at the unbelievable sight of his tear filled eyes. Conveying his sorrow along with remorse. “When she abandoned me I got ruined, if you left I'll be finished. So Stay, because I can't bear the pain of getting abandoned by love again.” Listening to his words she looked keenly at him. Even though the sclera of his eyes and tear-duct reddened due to tears. She couldn't believe a single word said by him, yet her heart clenched in pain due to witnessing his vulnerable look. She raised her hand to wipe his tears, but before her hand could touch his cheeks he held her hand. Frowning at his act she gazed at him in confusion and saw that his pupil dilated in joy and lips curled up in smirk. The joy of triumph replaced the sorrow on his face as he burst into fits of chuckles. “My naive wife, are you satisfied? Or you want me to cry and beg more?”
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