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

I opened the gate and my eyes got hurt from this much brightness. For dad his puppets opened the gate. One of his puppets came and helped me to reach wherever he has bought me.

We are in one of his penthouse I guess. "You sleep and take a bath we will go home when you are sober" dad says and turns to leave. 
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Dad came to take me at evening. I was sober but their was still some thirst for intoxicants. We reached home and he took me to his office immediately.

As soon as we reached his office I demanded one thing. If he agrees than I will go and if not then let's see.

"I want to get engaged to her as soon as she turns 18"

He was calm like he expected something like this. "Deal"

We discussed some more things about college and blah blah.

I came out of my thoughts when I felt Disha turning and hissing in pain. She was now straddling me "I love you vihaan" saying that she again went to sleep. Shit now I am hard.

Now that I have came to know what it feels to be inside her I can't control myself. I pull her more close to me and put her head on my neck.

Her body has developed beautifully. I have seen many girls with beautiful body but my Disha has the most beautiful body.

My undergraduate course is completed. Just to complete my course fast I had studied so hard in these 3 years that the graduation course of 4 years I have completed in 3 years. Now I have to just pursue the masters then I am here permanently.

I had decided that I would lose my virginity on the day of our engagement but I couldn't contact myself. It was such a hard work to control all these years. But I always had a share a blow job.

I stand up with Disha. I keep one hand on her ass to support her and other on her midriff. Fuck why is she rubbing herself on me.

Should I wake her up for one more round? Nah she must be tired but from next time I am not going to leave her till I get satisfied.

The bedsheet has blood stain. It has so much blood. Was I not gentle? I would definitely take her tomorrow to a gynecologist. I can't take risk.

I should also get her a birth control implant. I don't want to use condom. I can't always pull myself out.

I lay her on the couch and remove the bloody bedsheet. I take my t-shirt which I was wearing earlier and put it on her. Aw she is looking adorably sexy.

I just put a jogger. I carry her from the couch to the bed and lay her. I also join her. Sleep instantly came.
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I feel someone slapping my chest and cheek. I push the hand away. I turn and pull Disha more close to me.

"Vihaan wake up......" I ignore her ".....Loosen up your hand" she was trying to remove my hand but she fails miserably. I open my one eye and see Disha with a irritated look on her face. Why is she irritated early in the morning? She should be blushing or embarrassed and not the other way round.

I pull her more close "sleep" I say.

"Vihaan it's 7 o'clock"

"Then it's early. Don't talk and sleep" I say and peck her eyes which came in the line of my kiss.

"Vihaan are you dumb. Mom and dad must we getting ready and if they saw my absence then I am done for"

"They will not" if she keeps talking then my sleep will be done for.

"Vihaan you can't do this. You bought me here with the promise that you will bring me back before mom and dad wake up". Why the hell did I promise her that?

"Disha you are my girlfriend and you can spend your time with your boyfriend and no one would say anything" I point out. Why the hell her dad is so against with allowing her to spend her time with me?

"But vihaan dad doesn't allow me to spend night with you but he never stopped me from spending time with you........" I mute her and pull her on top of me.

As soon as I was going to my dream land a slap on my chest woke me up. "Vihaan if you don't wake up now and take me to my home then I am not talking to you"

"Don't talk shit Disha" I growled. Did she really have to blackmail me just to go back to her home. Is her dad so important?

"You want to go home then let's go" I say and stand up and dart to my closet. I remove my joggers and see that I am hard. Fuck. I pull on a boxer. Now I have to wear a jeans. I get ready in a jeans and a t-shirt.

I come out and see that Disha was pulling her hairs in bun. Her cute cotton shorts were making her ass look cute. She turns but I divert my eyes away from her.

I take hold of her hand and make my way to garage. Everyone must be sleeping except dad who must be in his office.

I heard her hissing and I realised that she must be sore and like a dumb I am walking fast. I slow my pace.

"Vihaan are you mad" I heard Disha say. Yes I am mad. I want to say that but I don't. She always listens to everything her dad say.

We reach garage and I take my black BMW. We both settle down and I start driving.

"I am sorry vihaan you know that I love dad very much and I don't want to make him mad". And is it right to make me mad as you also love me? I want to say but I don't again.

The whole ride she was trying to explain but I didn't respond. We reach her neighbour and I park some distance away from her house.

I see that many people are jogging and I eye her pajama. I turn and take a sweatshirt from the back and push her head inside the sweatshirt and pull her hands out from the sleeves. Thankgod I always keep some clothes in all my car.

"Vihaan I am sorry" she says and gets out of the car. What the. She really left. I thought she would spend some more time in pursuing me.

I also get out as I have to make sure that she reaches her room carefully. "Why are you coming?" She ask but I don't say anything.

We reach her home and she peeks through her back door. She turns and says "I will meet you in few hours". With that she goes to her room.