《Fallen So Deep (Sidnaaz)》Chapter 24
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Sana's PoV
I walked in the foyer, taking a deep breath and waiting for what's left for me before the day ends. I was hell tired and ofcourse hell pissed, I don't know why but I had this gut feeling the worst was yet to be discovered. I was not even into the hall but I could music blazing loudly, ignoring completely I walked past the hall as swiftly as possible.
"Wifey," but my luck wasn't that good after all. I turned expecting his friends or someone with him. On the contrary he was alone, with him was a tumblr of whiskey, and he was staring at me with an unrecognizable expression.
I gulped, walked down the hall to see what my so called hubby was in need of. "Where the fuck were you?" he roared once I was next to him. I rolled my eyes, "At work and then had dinner with Evan and Trish. Now if you'll excuse me I have a big day tomorrow" I said trying to ease off the tension in the air. I presumed he wanted me to reply sarcastically to start with the fight but playing the smart move, I answered honestly. I really wasn't in any mood to bring any fights in between us.
"And what about my dinner?"
"I will ask Ms. Joana to cook you dinner, she must've---"
"I fired her. Now, its you who will be doing her work" he said smirking at me.
"Ok I will ask Maria to chop the veggies and then will probably make a French toast for you" I smiled sparking up his anger a bit.
"I fired Maria too" he said gritting his teeth. "And from now you will be my new cook and my maid. Go get going." he said pouring out another peg for him.
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"Sid, I work till 7pm how will I manage?" I started but was soon cut off by my rude hubby.
"Mr. Malik for you, maid. And for the job....emm you can leave that bullshit now." he roared all of a sudden making me flinch backwards.
"To hell with being polite with you, asshole. I am not leaving this job at any cost. I won't work as a slave for you. Never" I yelled, he gave a dangerous look and strode towards me, I stepped backwards stumbling on my foot but regaining my balance immediately.
"You fucking owe me a million dollars Ms. Gold-Digger and I can do what the fuck I want of you. Now go get me my dinner before I do something I regret doing later" he whispered the last part, my eyes were fixated on him, and the way he glanced at my lips, I could say he was about to crash his lips on mine.
"Sid" he grasped my hair in his hands pulling those roughly and before I knew it, his lips crashed on mine, loud spattering sounds escaped us when the kisses grew animalistic, his hands ran down my shirt, grazing over my breast squeezing it, I moaned at the feel of his hands all over me. it electrified my body, making it greedy and in need of his touch. His hands, his lips and his tongue did its magic making me want him more and more. His hand reached onto the buttons of my shirt, grabbing it roughly, tearing it apart. He growled, muttering something. I loved the feel of his hands....his hands that were all over Kate last night, fucking her, pleasuring her in our room! I pushed him hard on realising what was about to happen.
"No..don't touch me" I yelled, stepping backwards. He was shocked at himself cause the next thing he did was dangerous for either of us. He turned around, growling loudly and muttering swears, "Fuck!" he grabbed the glass table in front of him and threw it across the hall shattering it into pieces. I stumbled, flinching at the sore pain that I felt in my heart. All this rage was meant for me. He hated me!
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"I loved you Sana. I started loving you, like a fool I fucking wanted this ever after with you. I believed you were not her, not like any woman who wants gold, money, fame and is selfish" I saw that hurt in his eyes when he turned around, his eyes dilated a little and a few unshed tears appeared at the back of his eyes. I was taken a back on hearing the L word, I wasn't expecting that.
I whimpered when he walked towards me, grabbing my face in his hands, caressing it lovingly, his thumb touched my bottom lip lightly, and I leaned into the feel of being in his touch once again.
"But..." he pushed his thumb in my mouth a bit, his hands reaching into my hair, and his grasp tightened, more roughly than ever. My eyes welled up because of the pain, I tried pushing him but he didn't instead he inched towards my mouth, whispering against my lips, "I want you so badly" he said, pushing his crotch in my stomach. I felt it hard and ready for me as if on a demand my juices flooded out of my body ruining my panties and a loud, greedy moan left me. "But I don't do hoes anymore" he said, pushing me hard enough to make me fall on the carpeted floor underneath.
"Good, you will sit on the floor when I am with you, as a slave and you will do whatever you are told to do" he said, and stormed out of the hall. I couldn't control myself and pathetic sobs left me.
After the shower, I cleaned my room that I had acquainted into after last night, it was the guest room downstairs I wanted to be as far away from his and his girlfriend's room. I asked Maria to shift my things which she must've done before Sid fired her.
I walked out of the room and met with an eerie silence all over the place. I sensed I was here alone and it actually gave me shivering jitters. I walked into the kitchen and sighed loudly, I was literally hell tired, anyways I had no other option but to be the competent cook for my so called hubby.
I chopped the veggies and cooked cheese veg paradise pizza for my husband.
By the time I was done it was 11pm, waiting for Sid was another tiring task.
I decided upon watching a F.R.I.E.N.D.S episode in the hall.
I yawned pulled the blanket higher up myself, I sat foolishly enjoying the show. However, with each second it became difficult for me to open my eyes, and I tried. I tried for being awake, but I was gradually slipping into a deep slumber.
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First Draft
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8 218Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow
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8 204Villainess undercover the truth :MOMMY VILLAINESS
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"Is it a turn off?" She grins while revealing her purely white teeth as she inches her face closer to mine. Oh, she's flirting and my palms are becoming sweaty. I know I can't play her game because-well I'm not into girls."I don't know, I can't really explain how the girls feel about it that you date," I shrug and she chuckles and stares down and shakes her head. What is her game?"How do you feel about it personally?" She rephrase and I squirm uncomfortably. "I-If I were a lesbian, than no! No it wouldn't be a turn off," I stammer nervously. "You sure?" She tempts."Sure what exactly?" I rephrase. I know exactly what she's asking, but it's more of a rhetorical question, I guess."That you're not into chicks whatsoever." She inches closer while biting her lip seductively. Things grow tense and I feel weird. Am I suppose to feel weird?"Positive!" I affirm quickly, maybe too quickly."How positive?" She teases as she bites her lip seductively. "98% positive." Just as that leaves my mouth, her lips crash into mine. Her lips are really yummy and soft so I fall into the kiss. My lips moving in sync with hers. She goes for the biting of my bottom lip, but I pull away quickly before things can move any further. «««««»»»»»Meet Jay Alden, a 23 year old who doesn't know how to act her age, also is as straight as a line, maybe a squiggly line. Since she met Ky Guery, the 22 year old lesbian lover of her life. Well she doesn't really know if she loves her, nor does she know if she likes her, but the simplest things Ky does makes her feel warm and giddy inside, also confused maybe insane, kinda emotional, kinda confused, oh I said confused. Yeah, well that's what liking the same sex does to you.Jay seeing that Ky has the playboy ways of her EX-boyfriend makes her not wanna love another living soul ever again.
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