Choice Of Losing

"And now I will be the only person to possess this life of yours, cara mia," hoarsely mumbling those words against her mouth, he leaned closer to taste those dark pink pumps of hers but before his mouth could capture her lips, Aniya tossed her head away.

His iniquitous smirk turned more inky at her rejection. Roaming his eyes all over the side of her face, he got closer to her slender neck.

A tendril of chill ran down her spine when she felt his lips tracing the skin of her neck tenderly.

"Don't I deserve at least a taste of my 50 million?" he whispered in her ear, huskily and then pecked it, making her shudder. Aniya pressed her palms against his chest and tried to push him away.

"Let me go," she uttered, without looking at him but his grip didn't loosen around her. Tears continued rolling down from her cheeks. How did she get trapped into something like this again? Why couldn't she just live her life without getting treated like an object to be used by men like him?

"Leave me