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

"Disha I think you should not be friends with Rahul" Mia says. We are waiting for vihaan to come and today Mia is also coming with me as it has been days since we have spend with each other.

"Why?" I ask and it's not like I was thinking. to be friends with him.

"It's just....just don't be friends with him. Okay" I nod.

"Let's go vihaan came" Mia says and we make our way to his car.

"Vihaan Mia is also......." I stop as I see the anger radiating from him. My heart started thumping in fear. It has been months since I have seen vihaan this angry.

"Mia Disha is coming with me.....alone. I will tell one on my bodyguards to send you back home" vihaan gritted still watching me with those anger blazing eyes. I gulp.

Without saying anything Mia leaves and I settle myself in the passenger seat not wanting to make him more angry.

The whole ride we both didn't say anything. The veins of his hand were popping from how much force he was applying with them on the steering wheel.

We reach his mansion and he takes hold of my hand and starts walking. We reach his floor and he pushes me on his bed. My eyes gets close from the impact he used to close the door.

"What happ-happened vihaan?" I ask. I have a slight idea why he is angry.

He puts his index finger on his lips "Shh". He takes a cigarette and lights it. He takes big puffs while pacing in the room.

I am getting afraid. This two months have been a bliss. He didn't got angry.

After been done with his cigarette, I can tell that his anger has subsided to a small extend. A very small.

"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.

"I love you vihaan." I am sure he is insecure and I would love to make him remember that I can and will only love him for my whole life.

He takes the plazo pant and ties my hands to the head board. Not again.

"Vihaan we can talk....please vihaan I don't like this." I hiccup. But he ignores me and gets rid of his clothes.

In a blink he enters me and it hurts. Way to much. I am sure I was not even wet.

"Fuck Disha you feel so good. I love you so much. You are mine" he nuzzles his face in my neck biting and nibbling them. I am sure I will find lots of hickies tomorrow.

Tears are not stopping. Vihaan has been fucking me for more than 3 hours and I am tired. I love him so much but I don't love this side of vihaan. 

"Vihaan I am tired and its hurting. AHH..... can we take a break?" I asked him. I don't want him to get mad at me

"You were not tired when you were showing your college to the new boy" he tauntingly said.

"But mam ordered me to show him. You know that I only love you. No one can come between us" I said lovingly.

 Even though he gets aggressive with me sometime I still can't stop loving him.

 "You should have denied". He was bitting the backside of my neck which is my sweet spot. "Ahhhhhhhh" I moaned.

 "Yes baby moan for me. You are so beautiful. You are mine. You cannot talk to other boys". He flipped me so my back is in front of him. He again thrusted from the backside. He was slapping my ass from time to time. 

"Plz vihann at least ahh at least untie my hands and stop slapping my ass. It's really hurting" I pleaded. I likes sweet sex not the rough one.

"No it's your punishment" vihaan deadpanned. "Now say that you are mine" he ordered.

"Aahhh yes I am yours and will always AHH" I said, I know I cannot live without him.

"Yes. That's my baby". 

He took hold of my hairs and turned my head to him. "Now open your mouth and let me kiss you" he ordered arrogantly. I opened my mouth reluctantly.

He thrusted his lips in my mouth. He was not kissing me but was eating my mouth. 

"You *thurst* are *thrust* so *thrust* beautiful *thrust* and all *thrust* mine". 

"Vihaan what if uncle heard us. It will be very embarrassing" I said with a hope to get done with this quickly. I am sure that the maids knew what we are doing.

 "Dad is not home. And if he heard us then he knows that we are going to be married so it's not a problem".

"Ahhhh vihann" I came again. He was groaning and I knew he is also coming.

"Fuck. Dishaaaa" he came. 

He was still inside me as he likes to see us connected. He was breathing heavily and lightly nibbling and licking my chest.

"You know, you still haven't said I love you to me" asked vihaan and I wanted to say I love you but it never came out of my mouth as I went in deep slumber.

My eyes fluttered open. And instantly I am pushed in a pit of pain. I groan.

"Is it paining?" I heard someone say. I turned my face and came face to face with vihaan and immediately tears started spilling from my eyes.

"Hey hey it's okay"

"No it's not. I.....I can't take this vihaan anymore." I turned my face and pushed it in the pillow and started crying.

"Wh-What do you mean.....mean you can't take this anymore" I can hear the fear from his sentence. But I can't take this anymore.

"TELL. ME damn it"

"I want some space fr-from you. I....I think we should take a br-break from eac-eachother" I mumble still wishing that he doesn't hear it. I want him to ask me again so that I can change my words.

But it never happened. "You don't mean it. I....I know you don't mean it. You....you love me ri-right?"