"Agar maine tumhe chorna hi hotaa to tumse nikah nahi kerta. Raat bitaa ker chalta kerta." He said with that pathetic smirk still intact. I wished to slap it off his face but I wouldn't want to dive in the well once again.
My eyes never met his. Because if they did, he would see the hate brewing inside of me at his crude thoughts.
He put all his weight on one of his elbows as he leaned on me once again, fearing he was going to do something again, I closed my eyes, but his soft caress on my cheek contradicted the fury the eyes portrayed.
"The fucker won't be able to live for long now." He spoke so gently as if not a second back he was manhandling me.
"Kiu?" A whisper even before my mind could process came out.
A twitch on his lip had my eyes snapping down to mouth. "Kiu ke usne tu
