Toxic love by Shikha Mishra (top fiction books of all time .txt) 📖

Disha's POV

"Vi vi" I heard someone shout. Me and vihaan has just reached his mansion. I turn around to see a very beautiful girl. She has a blonde hair. She was wearing a sweatshirt and denim shorts. She had paired it with black vans.

"Hey Veronica" vihaan greets her. So her name is Veronica and she was calling vihaan as Vi.

"Introduce us dumbass" she says as we both were just watching each other. I see vihaan rolling his eyes.

Vihaan turns towards me. "Buttercup she's Veronica. One of my friend and Veronica she's Disha my girlfriend". The word girlfriend Vihaan's says proudly which makes butterfly in my stomach to go on a rampage. I just wave my hand. I am still not comfortable with talking to strangers.

"Oh my god she is your girlfriend. I have heard many things about you" she says. She comes infront of me and pulls my cheeks "Dude she is adorable".

"Don't touch her" vihaan spats her hand away before I can do the same. And instantly a pouts forms on her face. She is adorable.

"I am telling you.............."

"Vihu babyyyy" vihaan is cut short by a boy who is hanging on his shoulders from the backside. He's looks are same as Veronica. "How can you leave us at the airport. We were very hurt" vihaan removes his hand from my stomach and removes the weird boys hand hand from his shoulder. And as soon as Vihaan leaves me Veronica keeps her hand on my shoulder and brings me closer to her.

"I am going home. This boy is not our friend. And I have heard that in India people consider their guest as God and this stupid boy is treating us worse than a beggar" the weird boy complains.

"Can't you just........"

"OMG who's this beauty?" Vihaan again gets cutoff by this weird boy. "Hello beautiful myself Xavier" he forwards his hand for the shake hand. I lift my hand and before I can shake his hand I am snatched by vihaan. Away from Xavier and Veronica.

"Rude" Xavier pouts. Definitely they are siblings.

"Now you all listen that she is Disha my girlfriend and you all are to not talk with her or come close to her". Xavier was again trying to say something but is stopped by Vihaan's hand. "Buttercup his name is Xavier and the backside boy is Damon. They all have come with me. You don't have to talk with them". Typical vihaan. But this Damon guy is silent. He is busy in his phone. He just waved his hand when vihaan introduced him.

"Hey bud" I turn and see bhai coming inside.

"Hey vihaan. Thought you forgot me after meeting this Dumbo of my sister. Literally after meeting with elders you straight away went to her. As if we are not important" bhai grumbles.

"I also said the same think. He didn't even acknowledged us as soon as he saw his girlfriend" and the dramatic Xavier inputs.

Vihaan just gives bhai a sorry look  and hugs him.

"Guys this is my best friend and childhood friend hritik. And hritik that girl is Veronica, that stupid boy is Xavier and the boy busy in phone is Damon". They all wave each other.

Mom, dad, Raj uncle and Suman aunty are also present behind bhai.

"You all can search for your rooms I am going to my room" vihaan informs his friends and they just give him an annoyed look. Without acknowledging elders he takes hold of my hand and takes me to his room.

When we were away I asked him. "Why were you indifferent with Raj uncle and Suman aunty?" I saw hurt look on their faces when he didn't even smiled their way. He ignores me. I don't force him. I don't want to make him mad today.

I want to ask him so many questions but I can't think from where to start. We reach his room. And as soon as we go inside vihaan pushes me towards the wall. A pain erupts on my back due to the impact. I forget the pain as his mouth get attach with mine. He starts kissing me. His one hand is on my neck pressing my vein and the other is on my stomach. He licks my lips which makes my toes curl. I never knew a kiss would feel so good. I am trying to kiss him back but fail in it as it's my first actual kiss not those pecks which he would always give me.

Vihaan gives pressure on my neck blocking my wind pipe and my mouth open on their own. He takes that to his advantage and dips his tongue in my mouth. Something flips in my belly. My hands go to his shoulders as my legs are of no use. He sucks my tongue. I can taste him. I think he ate some chocolate in the flight because I am getting taste of chocolate. He swipes his mouth at the inner side of my tongue. It's getting hard to breathe now. I pat him on his shoulder to let him know that I am getting out of breath. With a last suck of my tongue he detaches himself.

We are both breathing heavily. "I love you Disha". And that took my breath away. He never said 'I love you' on phone. It has been 3 years to hear him say it.

I take a deep breath to calm myself. "I love you too vihaan. I love you so so much". He smiles. A innocent smile.

"I am sorry. Did it hurt". I just give him a confused look. "Um I just pushed you. I just couldn't control myself. You were looking so beautiful in the dress which I gave you that I couldn't wait. And those lips. Did you had a strawberry lip balm". I blush. Hard. It must have been visible.

"Damn I really missed this blush" he says and pecks my lips. He again does it. Then again. Again and again.

"Go freshen up. You are stinking and your body is sweaty" I make a disgusting face to make my point.

"I am sweaty and stinking then you should huh". He hugs my body and rubs his body all over me.

"No no please" I try to push him. But his like a hulk. After some time he leaves me. "Ew I am smelly and sweaty. Because of you. And this dress was new" I complain. I always keep my dress clean.

"I will buy you more dresses" he has a smirk on his face. He is enjoying all this but I don't like it. I just ignore him. He didn't even saw his room. I redecorated it.

"Now my buttercup is angry huh. So now I have to think of a way to subside her anger. But I am sure the trait of my girlfriend to forgive her loved ones instantly is still their" he again gives me a peck. A smile instantly comes on my face. He didn't forget it. "As I thought".