His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (short story to read txt) 📗

“I don’t know whether you’re using him or he is using you.” 

“I don’t care if he wants to sleep with me. I’ll happily let him have me if it’ll make me happy for a short while. I just want to be happy.” 

“If that means he is taking advantage of you.” 

“He’s not taking advantage of me!” I growled, then sprang to my feet and headed for the staircase. When my vision blurred, I stumbled onto the stairs. Once I got up, Scott carried me upstairs in his arms. 

“Put me down!” I cried, throwing my arms in desperation. “Scott.” 

“You’re so fucking drunk you don’t even realize who you’re screwing up with.” 

“Put me down!” I shouted, punching his chest, but it didn’t seem to move him in the least. I gasped when he tossed me into the bathtub roughly. “What are you doing, asshole?” 

“Cleaning you up!” He spat. 

“What does that mean?” I swallowed hard when Scott’s eyes grew dark. He smirked as he took off his suit jacket and threw it away. “What are you about to do?” I shrieked in horror. He lowered himself and began stripping me of my clothes. I slapped his hand away and yelled, “Scott! Don’t you dare touch me?” Ignoring my panic, he continued stripping me naked. “Don’t please… don’t…” 

I paled as cold sweat broke the back of my neck. I was shaking uncontrollably as old images flashed in my head. In anxiety, I clutched the bathtub, squeezing my eyes. 

I felt his hands move as he massaged my scalp. Looking at him, I noticed his eyes were fixed on my head as if he was struggling to meet my gaze.  

“You thought I was going to...” he said with a hint of disappointment as his jaw clenched. I said nothing and lowered my gaze in embarrassment. “As soon as I get married Maura, you’ll be free from this slavery.” 

I shot my eyes at him, shocked by his statement. “What did you say?” 

“Nothing.” He sighed and leaned me against the tub before rinsing my hair with a hand shower. 

“Why are you giving me a bath?” 

“Because you need it fucking badly.” 

I fell silent and let Scott bathe me. He hesitated for a moment before unclasping my bra. The hair on my arms rose as a chill passed through my spine. 

Scott had a sharp intake of breath when his hand accidentally brushed my breasts. I looked up at him, our eyes locked. My skin flushed when his eyes caressed every inch of my body as if he was devouring it. The only emotion I could see in his eyes was longing. 

I quickly covered my breast, making him look into my eyes, flustered. 

“I’m sorry,” he whispered before looking away. 

“I’m feeling cold,” I mumbled as the water kept spraying on me for over five minutes. 

“Shit!” He hissed out before removing the hand shower and plucking it back on the wall.  

I hugged my body as I was shivering uncontrollably and feeling cold. Scott grabbed me and pulled me out of the tub before wrapping a towel around my body. 

“I can do it!” I gritted my teeth and rushed out. Removing a pair of undergarments and nightdress from the wardrobe, I put them on, ignoring his scrutiny. 

Without speaking, he headed towards the door, but I called out. “Scott!” 

Guess what, I didn’t know why I called him. 

I saw Scott’s back rising and falling rapidly as his hands clenched tightly. Without speaking, we knew what we felt at that moment. As he spun around and hauled me into an intense kiss. I was struggling to breathe as he was bruising my mouth. 

The next moment, his body covered mine as he slammed me against the wall and kissed me hungrily. 

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 Hey guys, here is the new update this chapter is dedicated to one of the readers named Shraddha. So today is her birthday and she has asked me to publish a new chapter on her birthday as a surprise. So here it is.

Many many happy returns of the day, girl. I hope this birthday brings you a lot of blessings and happiness.

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