Page 47 of She will Always be Mine

“Yeah. Thanks for sending me your notes, by the way.”

“That’s what friends are for,” she says. “When are you coming back, though?”

“Umm… I can’t say, Monica.”

“Could you at least try to come back before the fest? Pretty please?” she pleads.

“I’ll try,” I reply. “I promise.”

We chat for a bit longer after that, and I listen patiently as she tells me all about the upcoming fest excitedly. Hearing about the Reet brothers’ concert, the treasure hunt game, and the latest gossip made me realize how much I miss Pune.

I loved the life I was building there at the college and the friends I made, and I yearn for everything to go back to the way it was. It’s more fun and has less complications. I liked the independent me who was learning to lean on herself every day, but now that progress has halted.

It’s almost evening by the time I finish talking to her and I glance down when my phone pings with a text.

ARROGANT THIEF:Wish you were here, sweetheart.

A picture with an episode ofFriendsplaying on his television screen is attached below the text message. There’s no holding back the grin that graces my mouth. I was the one who got him hooked on that show, which happens to be my favorite, and now it’s his too.

I make sure I’m alone since Mom came to check up on me to see who I was talking to earlier after my voice woke her up a while ago. It took all my practice to keep my emotions hidden. I can’t let her know that I caught her while she was having a nightmare. Looking at her face, there was no signs showing she had one in the first place. After all, she’s had years of practice so I shouldn’t be surprised.

When I don’t see or hear her, I reply back to Riaan.

ME:Not in the office today?

ARROGANT THIEF:My meeting got canceled, so I came home early.

ARROGANT THIEF:Every day that you’re not here, I’m tempted to come and kidnap you, baby girl.

My heart screams in agreement but I ignore it.

He always follows through on his promises so I believe him, but I know it can only remain a fantasy. In my head, it’s him whisking me away somewhere far where no one knows us and we could live happily ever after. For him, it’s capturing me and then declaring to the whole world that I belong to him, cousins or not.

Still, I can’t help but play into the forbidden fantasy he painted for me.

ME: What if I resist?

ARROGANT THIEF:What makes you think you’ll have a choice?

ME:I’ll run.

ARROGANT THIEF:You won’t get far.

ARROGANT THIEF:And when I get my hands on you, I’ll make you pay.

ME:That’ll be too many lessons to teach me, Riaan. Won’t you get tired?

ARROGANT THIEF:Never, my dirty girl. I’ll have you so sore, edged, and begging to let you cum that the last thought on your mind would be to run away from me.

ARROGANT THIEF:The only one tired will be you, Nyra. You should know by now that punishing you, teaching you a lesson, is my favorite hobby. I’ll hold your orgasm hostage while every inch of you is covered in my cum. It’s you who should be scared.

I could never forget the first time he taught me one of his lessons because no matter how much I had begged and cried, he hadn’t let me come. My ass, my breasts, and my pussy... everything had been so sore by the time he finished with me. He had played my body against me while staring down at me like a wild beast.

Even now, I have to cross my legs to lessen the ache he’s manage to ignite between my thighs by just talking to him.

God! I’m going to need a cold shower after this. I’m strung so tight that all it would take is one pinch to my clit and I will come right here on the couch, where anyone could walk in and I wouldn’t even care. That’s how much command Riaan has over me.

Ignoring the demand my body is making, I text him back with trembling fingers.

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