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

“Do you want to do this?” He asked calmly. 

I looked into his eyes, which seemed deeper than the ocean itself. He had dark stubble on his cheeks, which made him look even sexier. His messy hair fell over his temple, hiding half of his eyebrows. His thin lips parted slightly, stealing my breath. 

“I’m not sure,” I replied after a moment of silence. 

He let out a heavy sigh before pulling himself away from me. “Don’t do this if you are not sure.” He snatched his shirt off the floor before putting it on. 

“Are you leaving?” I asked when he headed toward the door. 

He paused and turned to me with a blank expression. “Yup.” 

Disappointment washed over me, but I said nothing. 

Scott waited for me a while to say something, but I fixed my gaze on the sheet and kept staring at it blankly. 

“Good night, Cam,” he said and walked out and was about to shut the door, but I cried out, “please, stay!” 

It didn’t take him a second as he pushed open the door and gazed at me with a hint of satisfaction. This was as if he had been expecting this for a long time. 

“Just stay,” I replied with firmness. “No sex.” 

A smile appeared on his face as he walked up to me before he jumped on the bed like a five-year-old boy and pulled me into a bear hug. I smiled before letting him hold me for a while. We didn’t speak, just stayed like that the entire night. And after a long time, I was able to fall asleep in the night.

I slept in his arms. 

When I woke up in the morning, Scott left me with a message. 

‘I’ll come again tonight because I want to sleep next to you. Looking forward to sleeping with you.’ 

I grinned and pressed a small piece of paper against my chest as if it was my everything. 

You should not believe him! 

My inner voice said as I stared at the paper and read his message again. Maybe it was his other trick to trap me. But then his confession buzzed in my head. Whatever he said to me last night seemed to be genuine. Scott never lied, and he did not have to. 

Should I trust Scott? 

Conan’s call broke my thoughts. I picked up my phone. 

“Hey, what’s up?” Conan asked with enthusiasm.

“Not much. I’m just about to take a bath.” 

“Mind if I join you.” 

I rolled my eyes. “Shut up!” 

He chuckled. “Let me guess, you are wearing a sexy nightdress. Now you’re gonna tear it off from your body and reveal that smooth and milky skin of yours. I wish I could taste the sweetness of you. Do you know sex is the sweetest thing in life?” 

“That’s why you are always looking for ways to get it.” 

“Nope, not always.” 

“Come on, Conan. Don’t lie to me.” 

“Can you believe I haven’t fucked a single woman since the day I met you? Yesterday we kissed, and then I drove home with blue balls. I painfully wanted to pick a woman, but I knew I could never do this because nobody is like you, Cami. You’re the only one who truly owns a heart.” 

“Maybe we should talk later,” I said. 

“Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?” 

“Conan…” 

“Cami, don’t say no because today is my fucking birthday.” 

“Uh… Happy birthday.”

“Fuck you, Camille. Are you even living in this fucking world? You should see the shit outside the four walls, babe.” 

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Hey guys, here is an update. Please please like, comment and share and follow. I'm sorry for the late update but you know the reason. My exams were running so I was unable to find time for writing.

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