“Oh… hell… your body smell is still like rose. It is f*****g with my mind,” he said.
The juice stuck on my mouth as soon as I listened to it, nor was I able to spew it nor was I able to get it out. I panicked to hear him. He used to say the same thing to me. But I controlled myself and behaved normally.
“What do you want to say? What do you mean by my body smell is still as rose?” " To hide my nervousness, I tightened my grip on the glass of juice and prevented the vibration of my hand.
"As you have changed everything, you have been distracting me like hell. No matter if you change your hair, make up, clothes or style, you are attracting me. Your sweet rose smell is provoking me in the wrong way. My body is begging for your touch," He said. I was shocked to hear that. What the he
