Shameless Desire

"Please," I whisper. His touch becomes rougher, and my moans turn more wanton. He makes me unable to recognize myself as he pushes me over the edge. "Arush" I moan as my muscles tighten around his fingers, pleasure rushing through my body in a way it never has before. He smirks, and then he leans in to kiss me, his touch gentler now. He kisses me so sweetly that my heart can't help but skip a beat. My hands run over his chest and up, until I've got my arms wrapped around his neck, the tips of my fingers at his nape. I pull him closer, desperate for more, but he pulls away, the smile melting off his fac "The next time you want this, you come to me," he tells me, his expression hardening. "Stay away from Rohit. He's not for you." I blink in confusion as he lowers me to the floor and cages me in. I look into his eyes, my racing heart beating in a different rhythm than before. "What are you... what are you talking about? " He smiles humorlessly and brushes my hair out of my face, his gaze cold. "If you want to become some rich guy's mistress, then be mine. It's fucking embarrassing to see you flirt with him. If I ever catch you behaving this way again, I'll fire you. No one will be able to save you." My heart sinks, and I look away to hide the sudden pain his words inflict.

"If you want to become some rich guy's mistress, then be mine. It's fucking embarrassing to see you flirt with him. If I ever catch you behaving this way again, I'll fire you. No one will be able to save you."

My heart sinks, and I look away to hide the sudden pain his words inflict. It's rare for him to render me speechless.

Did he touch me just because of Rohit? He glares at me and closes the distance between us, his eyes on mine.

"Tell me, Sara. Are you tired of working? "

I look up at him, my pain slowly changed into anger. "Are you seriously calling me a gold digger? Because I danced with someone? You truly have lost your mind, haven't you?"

"You call that dancing?" he snaps. "His hands were all over your body, and you seemed to be enjoying every second of it. He's one of our biggest competitors, and you know it. would you have kissed him the way you kissed me?"

I stare at him, my heart sinking. I truly am nothing but a possession to him, a toy he doesn't want to share. He has no real interest in me, other than wanting to prevent me from falling into anyone else's hands.

"Is that why you touched me the way you did?" I ask, my voice soft.

We've worked together for months, and I've had countless opportunities to betray him. But i didn't. He nodded.

One thing I did is, slapped him hardly and left without looking at him.

Its my sister wedding otherwise, I don't have any intention to stay.