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9. Dark Twisted Desires

Author: @Gupta
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-12 06:42:59

NINA

A shiver ran down my spine as I stirred awake, the tendrils of a dream—or maybe it was a nightmare—clinging to my skin like a phantom’s touch. My body felt heavy, my mind disoriented as I tried to sit up, but my sluggish limbs felt weighed down. Even as I blinked, my eyes were blurry and a single tear escaped, a manifestation of the dream I was having.

I swallowed, my throat dry, my head heavy from all the drinking I did yesterday. But it felt more from the dream, no, not a dream— it couldn’t be a dream but a nightmare. Faint tremors worked their way through me as I sat up and realised that I was naked. The towel had come undone at some point in the night and the blanket was pooled around my legs in a careless heap. I must have shifted in my sleep, I reasoned. And yet as I sat up, instead of feeling cold, I could feel the warmth coursing through me from the sensation that cling to me like fingers had caressed my soft flesh and kept me warm unlike what the nightmare was about.

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hollihawk23
Girl, you want the dark Stranger AND Mr Wrong. Who are you kidding? Gupta women want it all.
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Jo K
Go get em girl!!!
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Tammie Milliman
HA!! The stranger is Mr. Wrong lmao ... if she only knew
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