A Contractual Love
K-kian, ah”
It wasn't just bodies, our souls met too. The deep longing for each other, those inner scars were being revealed. Our eyes telling every story to each other we never shared with anyone.
“Baby, h-hold me tighter. Shhh, I am not going anywhere.”
He didn't skip any moment to make me feel good. My grip on him grew tighter, as his love became deeper. Marking me as his, whispering praises in my ear, with that voice of his.
“You are so beautiful, Irene. Oh God!,” I sensed the hitch in his voice. It pulled the strings of my heart too.
“I love you, Kian. I love you so much”
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Irene is broke, has student loans. She is intelligent but gets bullied in her university because of