Novel & Cerita I Feel My Heartbeat In My Throat

I woke with a gasp, my heart pounding as if I had been fleeing for survival. My room lay in darkness with the moonlight coming through the tiny window over my bed. For a moment I believed it had all been a dream, another harsh illusion created by my mind. Then the pain began to flare. Not pain. Not exactly. Heat. Concentrated and alive, right at the base of my throat. I gulped nervously. Raised a shaky hand to my throat. My fingers brushed skin that felt warmer than the rest of my body. When I applied pressure, the warmth intensified, as if it acknowledged my contact. I hurried out of bed. Staggered toward the fractured mirror, by the door, my legs trembling, my breath shallow.

I almost wouldn’t have seen Nicholas ever again. The thought made me shudder, a sob catching in my throat. My heart began to pound erratically, each beat hammering against my ribs. My breathing became shallow, my vision narrowing. No, no. Calm down. Breathe. But I couldn’t. My heart thudded harder, faster, as if it were fighting to break free from my chest. A sharp, squeezing pain radiated across my torso, sending bolts of agony down my left arm. I clutched at my chest, gasping, but the air wouldn’t come.

Suddenly he pushed my head further downward and shoved his dick down hitting my throat directly. "Ahhh!" I yelled while choking. I was starting to feel a burning sensation on my throat. He kept hitting my throat repeatedly. I feel like I awake his monster who will fuck my brain out. My body started shaking uncontrollably. I felt so weak and drained. It was like I had nothing left in me. He was taking his dick out of my mouth. I was gasping.

Just panic stuck in my throat. My heart is going insane. It is beating too fast and too hard and it hurts, it really hurts, like it is slamming into my ribs on purpose. My chest feels tight, like wire is wrapped around it and someone keeps pulling and pulling and does not care if it snaps. My skin burns and buzzes at the same time and I can feel everything. The sheets. Every wrinkle. Every stupid little thread scratching me like it is alive. Something inside me feels open. Raw. Like it got torn apart and nobody bothered to put it back.

I fell asleep almost immediately but it did not last. I woke to my own heartbeat. It was slamming, racing, pounding inside my chest like a caged animal trying to claw its way out. My insides were burning. My heart felt like it was being squeezed in a fist, and every breath came harder and harder, as though the air itself had turned to syrup.

I heard a male voice say " why do I feel I've heard that voice somewhere? " "And I promise you my dear, you'll get it, you just have to go according to the plan, after I get married to him I'll make him transfer all the money we want and we'll leave here immediately, now all you have to do is try come up with a new business deal or something, ok?" Melissa said

One heart, to find the others. The words slip unbidden from my lips. The air thickens. My blood feels molten, rushing faster, louder. In the silence, I can hear the threads of it—my veins, my breath, the steady thrum. And beneath it, faint but real, the echoes of others. Kai’s, slow and steady across the room. A heartbeat not mine, but tethered. My knees weaken. This is too much. Too dangerous. I release it, gasping, clutching my chest. The threads snap back, leaving me shaking but alive.

My throat feels like it's closing up from being so scared. Max doesn't say anything at first. He doesn't have to. The way he's looking at me says everything. The silence between us feels super heavy, like it's pushing down on my chest. My heart's beating so fast I think it might explode. I try to take a tiny step toward him because I really need him to understand. I need to tell him I didn't do this, that I'm not a murderer. But the words get stuck in my throat like they're glued there.

Breathing becomes difficult as my throat tightens and the air feels heavy as if it were thick with strain. "Did you hear?" Marco has a quiet voice, yet there's something menacing in it that makes my heart race. I start to reply, but the words get stuck in my throat. As I try to think of something, anything, to say that won't make this worse, I can feel my heart racing in my ears. I know I need to exercise caution, but my mind is racing. Everything might fall apart with a single misspoken word or action.

And I feeling puking on his head while seeing him around me. He sit beside me and cleared his throat .. making me gasped in fear . God please ... Save me ... I swallowed hard the fear which is choking my throat hard. My neck muscles are itching by fast contraction and relaxation of it's muscles as my heartbeat is increasing with the passing minutes. ".. listen you bitch sign these divorce papers ...