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Growing Hatred

Aslan's POV

It was the first night when he had just laid beside a woman and not had sex. It’s not like he didn’t want it, but she was tired. Her eyes were screaming tiredness and he just wanted to feel her in his arms. He raised himself up on his elbow and glanced at her face. It looked like dew on fresh grass in the morning sun. He kissed her forehead and stood up.

When he returned from gym, she was looking out the windows, lost in thoughts. He was growing impatient with her silence.

He sat back on the couch and watched her as she braced herself. She was dressed in his t-shirt. It was way too long for her and reached her mid thighs. He wanted to lick her creamy thighs. There was no mark on them and he had this urge to do exactly that.

She was shocked to see him there when she turned. She looked down and he saw how her cheeks tinted. Why she was so shy?

She glanced at him again and he crooked his finger. She stayed rooted to the spot and looked at him with uncertainty. He didn’t like
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