
His desire, my craving.
Pleasing him is my pleasure,
l**t in his eyes, is my ecstasy.
I'm his babygirl, forever." _____________________________
"Submission is an art,"
"Dominance is a responsibility"
"Take that knife in your hand, Tara," he said looking at me.
"No please," I cried whimpering softly.
"Take that knife, right now in your hands," he ordered his voice calm with an underlying threat.
I took the knife from the table and held it tight in my shivering hands. I looked at him pleadingly, wishing for him to stop this.
But he took my hand with knife close to his chest. I shook my head starting to thrash in his arms.
"Shh, baby. Calm down," he said and as if on command my body and mind followed his words.
He moved the knife over his chest as I flinched but he held my hands tight. The knife digging and dragging over his skin. Droplets of blood started to trickle down making me cry harder.
He left my hand and the knife dropped down to the floor. He held my face making me to look at the freshly made wound."Tara," was written across his chest, I paled falling down on the floor as he scooped me in his arms.
When two people with opposite traits meet, they attract each other like magnets. And that's how, Riya who was living her monotonous and simple life got entangled with Aryan and his lifestyle.
Both has secrets, both has past which changed them forever and adding to it both of them are running away from love. But what will happen if love has other plans?

