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Aanya CHAPTER 36
Aanya’s POV: As soon as we reached NYC, we booked a hotel for a week and got some rest. The flight was tiring. We thankfully got a room together for all of us and the first day was spent cooped up in our hotel room, eating junk food and watching different series. The next afternoon we were all charged up and all of us were struck by the energy and excitement of the city. We spent the whole day exploring Times Square, taking in the bright lights and crowded streets. We sampled street food and shopped at local boutiques, taking advantage of the unique experience that NYC had to offer. On the third day, we visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art, walked through central park and took a ferry to see the Statue of Liberty. We again tried new foods and explored different neighbourhoods, taking in the sight and sounds of the city. As time went on, we all bonded with each other very well, I and Ann also bonded well over our common interest in designing. I bet we all looked like 5 crazy te
Aanya CHAPTER 37
Evan’s POV: “What did you enjoy? That you trashed my car for fun? Or that defied me? Or is it that you like New York? Huh, what did you enjoy?” I questioned her right after we got to the room and closed the doors. Behind these closed doors, she looked so small, so fragile. I could see the fear swimming in her dark black eyes. Black usually reminds me of my soul, my tortured past but her eyes remind me of the whirlwind of emotions she makes me feel and only one other person could do that. The human being in front of me made me want to experience things that would usually be my destruction. Yet her scent alone makes me feel different. I can feel the hot burning molten lava pumping through my veins as I look at her with so much hate and disgust. They are not for her, they are reciprocated to me. I hate myself for allowing myself to feel like this but I can’t help it. She stumbled back as I took a step towards her. I was looking at her like she w
Aanya CHAPTER 38
Aanya’s POV: I can’t stop it. The fire is dominating my whole body, not stopping one moment. My body and heart are working against my brain and my consciousness. Yet I have never felt so passionate about anything more in my life. “No. Not Today. Not EVER. Right now, I am going to use you, and nothing or nobody is going to be able to stop me.” We are crossing a dangerous line. A very dangerous one. If we go on to do this, it will end up as nothing but a one-night stand and the rest of the months as awkward. But the lust and passion we feel for one another is uncontrollable. I was leaning against the kitchen island with my long hair wrapped tightly around his hand. He is looking at me like he is studying me, every inch of my face. He is fully clothed yet I can feel his throbbing dick pressed against my wet cunt. All those years of dreaming about my first time turned into nothing on that night and I never let myself feel another touch from another man. Today I want to feel it. All of
Aanya CHAPTER 39
Aanya’s POV: “I… I haven’t… erm…” I never knew it was this difficult to speak. Actually, I knew, and I always had difficulty speaking to other people about everything. “Yeah…" You know I haven’t had… sex for a while now!!” Now, it was his turn to be immobile. Something in his eyes changed. He looked… hateful. I am happy enough to take someone’s life. “I am sorry. I really am. I will clean this up and get ready.” I got up from the island and jumped down, and stood up. Well, I tried, but it clearly hadn’t worked since I am literally leaning onto Evan’s body with his hands wrapped around me. He picked me up bridal style and walked into the room he went into before. We went into the bedroom first, where he put me down on the bed and wrapped a blanket around me. He picked me up again and took me inside the washroom, and sat me next to the sink. He walked next to the bathtub and started filling up the water and putting on some scented salts. “I am sorry. I really am. I know you hated
Aanya CHAPTER 40
Aanya’s POV: It’s been at least 2 weeks since the day we gave in to each other. After coming back, we resumed what we always did. There is no awkwardness, but the feeling of something different hits me new. I always used to think I was naturally born awkward, a trait I got from neither of my parents. I couldn’t talk to a new person for more than 4 sentences. After that, it’s like I got stuck in between whether should I continue or should I embarrass myself. There was this time in my life when I used to let my life wrap around other people, and it still does, but I am able to control myself. My TikTok fyp used to be filled with the saddest little thing, yet I don’t change it. At night, behind closed doors, I sit there and cry. I cry till there are no tears, I cry till I am dehydrated. I cry so quietly that I wonder so much if I will have someone wrap their arms around me and secure me. Life is like a thunderstorm, never a time in what can happen to your life. Happiness is a choice
Aanya CHAPTER 41
Evan’s POV: I have been thinking of ways to ask my wife out for the past few days when the bombshell fell. I feel so disgusted with myself, knowing that it was one of Aanya’s friends who was the reason I cut off my ties with her. I felt a connection with her at some point but never in love. That’s absurd. Never had that feeling for the past decade or so. I want to run behind Aanya and explain myself, but I realized there is nothing to explain. There is no reason for my action other than hating our arrangement at the beginning. I feel unadulterated rage in my core, spreading to my veins and bones. I know Charlotte only did this for her own gain. The woman was more than cunning, and I myself never knew why I kept her around. “Why?” “I want you back. I realized I love you too much to let you go!” “Love?! What do you love about me?” “Everything and you!!” Everyone speaks about the last moment before death. The feeling of bright white light. Endless space. White clothes. I wonde
Aanya CHAPTER 42
Aanya’s POV: Last night was a restless one for me. I had trouble falling asleep, and when I finally did, I kept waking up throughout the night. I have this vivid, unsettling dream that left me feeling anxious and on edge. By the time morning arrived, I felt exhausted and groggy like I hadn’t slept at all, which is true. I know I am going to struggle to focus on anything. I feel like I will be irritable and short-tempered with those around me. After the commotion yesterday, the family didn’t stay for that long. Everyone went back except for Ann. She is sleeping in the spare guest room. After a while, I got up and got dressed and went to the kitchen where Ana was preparing breakfast. Ann was still not up, so I guess she is getting rest. Soon, Ann joined the table just as Ana brought out the breakfast. Pancakes, bacon, and fruits. Both of us ate in silence, lost in our thought. “Hey, what do you think of the new restaurant that just opened up in town?” Ann broke me out of my though
Aanya CHAPTER 43
Aanya’s POV: I took a flight from Manchester to India. It took an awful lot of convincing from me Ann, Ana and Li to not tell Evan I was going to India until I get into the flight. Fortunately, I got a seat in economy class and just made it on time for the flight. The plane was really crowded and noisy, and there wasn’t a lot of legroom. The plane ride was hardly comfortable. At some point, we hit turbulence about halfway through the flight, and it was pretty intense. The whole plane was shaking and people were holding onto their seats for their dear life. I felt really anxious and just wanted to get off the plane but by the time the wheels landed on the concrete all thoughts and worries of the plane left me just for a ton load of worries about the conversation I am about to have. From hailing the taxi to arriving at the family house it took a lot of energy for me to not be sick. I thought of all the different, easy or hard or twisted ways this conversation could go. Even now standi
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