I saw his fierce eyes which were looking at me aggressively. it was difficult for me to get my hand back out of his hand. my hand seemed already sore as if he had pressed it vigorously in the night. he was staring at me with wider eyes but his hands were gripped tightly around my wrist which made me difficult to escape from his sight.
"What happened? Have you gone crazy to slap me up?" He asked me with an extreme rough tone. My eyes turned flinty upon his question. Do I look such shameless to him that he expects me to say what he did to me! Or he wanted me to get happy for what he did. I was grinning my teeth while looking at him.
"say..or are you going to eat me with your stare?" He said again with provoking tone.
"Why did you do that to me? why did you r**e me?" While saying these th
