Jangan Sentuh Aku Novels & Stories

Raka snapped, annoyed at me I immediately stood up, feeling embarrassed. Ahh, negative thoughts just crossed my mind about Raka's hot body like a male artist in a film. "Sorry. I accidentally "I replied stiffly. Raka took the note on the table. "Have you read this?" asked Raka. I nodded my head. "Good, I'm not asking you to protest, follow everything on this note," said Raka

Let them whisper. I couldn’t care less.

“Don’t do that.” “Ky-“ “Justin, I’m serious.” “You’re angry. Let me help you, ky. I’m really worried.” “Yes, I am angry. But I’m also serious about not wanting to be touched by you. I’m grateful you were here today, but don’t take advantage of that for your interest.” “I’m not doing that. I’m not using your circumstance to my advantage.”

The wind outside was dangerous to hide from and cold to clasp, I felt a touch around my waist and a second later something doesn't feel right, my heart almost came into my chest when I found two- three-man too close to my body. "hey sexy girl," my head was still spinning, and my vision was almost blurred but I know it wasn't right and I cannot let these bastards touch me wherever they want. I tried to doze off the man, "do you like when I touch you here," no! I don't and you will regret it your whole life. I kicked him hard between his legs just to make the point clear to not mess with me. "oh! you shouldn't have done that now wait and watch what we will do to you!"

"I won't touch you, and you won't be allowed to touch yourself for two weeks" 'You've gat to be kidding!'

“Don’t move.” Ace's face snaps towards us, the voice speaking again. ‘Don’t tell her what to do. In fact, you are not worthy of even speaking to her, so…drop dead.’ I scream as I feel the warrior of the royal pack behind me being crushed to the ground by an invisible force. His desperate holding onto me to fight it causing scratches in my arms. Blood drips down to the floor along my arms, my frame shivering as I gasp for air. Ace looks like he isn’t the one controlling his movements anymore and as he steps closer to me, he puts a hand onto the Judge’s shoulder.

“Every time people touch me, all I can see is me in my room,” I said as my voice grew louder and I moved a bit away from him. “I can’t breathe. I can't move. I don’t want to feel anything because when I do I always get hurt in the end. And I’m tired of it. I’m tired of this pain. Why won't it just stop?”

He wishperd harshly his breath fanning on my neck and ear sending shivers down my spine. " No I don't " . I managed to reply some how. His hold tighten, he pushed me back and punched the wall. I jumped a bit and a tear ran down my cheek. He took some long and deep breath before looking at me and his fingers trace the pattern of my tear. We stood in that awkward position for moments and then I spoke up. " You can't touch me it's Haram and is forbidden in Islam . Non-Mehrem cannot touch me ". His eyes got more darker then before and I gulped.

"Yup. But don't eat everything..." @SenaSen

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