《Challenge accepted(Completed)》Chapter 17
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Once I my eyes laid on Maaya my blood starts boiling with anger. She was dancing with some random guy don't know who was he but the way he was close to her makes me furious. They were dancing so close literally to close that there was no space between both of them. My mind gives me a hundred different thoughts about this situation. I don't know what this is but something makes me super jealous. It's not a love of course but there was more than lust between us now, there is a strong feeling for her which makes me jealous. It's like I want to cut the hand of this boy and claim her mine. This affection and some kind of strong feeling already took over me and now I can't resist her.
Suddenly reality hit me when I saw that Maaya was struggling in his hands. Due to my rage and jealousy, I can't stop anymore now. I walk towards them and grab this boy and push him to the floor and kick between his legs. He screams in sharp pain and it makes me happy because no one messes with what is mine. No one touches her to accept me and if anyone dares this they are going to face consequences for the same. I look at her again she was totally drunk but there was the expression on her face which tells me she was scared as hell. She was shivering and scared but when her eyes meet mine her expression suddenly changes into relief but on the other hand I was protective towards her.
I grab her face to meet her gaze but the desire took over me and claims her lips into a deep kiss. It was so deep, passionate and pure I was melting into her instantly. I forget everything why I was furious, I forget where we are, I forget what just happened now but the only thing was in my mind was her. After a few minutes, we broke our kiss when I feel for air but my desire already took over me but I suddenly drift into reality when I realized what I was doing actually. Everyone was staring at me, that boy was still on the floor screaming in pain but I didn't care at all. All I want is to protect her from these people. I grab her hand to leave the club, once I reach for my car I help her to settle her on my passenger seat. I hear Kate voice from the background but I was so much furious that I didn't care about anyone at this movement. I start my engine to leave this place.
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We were parked outside the hostel and Maaya was holding my arm so tight that I guess she already left marks on me. I was trying to wake her up but she keeps mumbling something that I couldn't understand anything. Now the only thing is that to carry her in our room so I untangle myself from her tight grip and open my door to leave the car. I walk towards passenger seat to open the door and put my one arm on her waist so that I can take her to the room. I lock my car from one hand and support her from another hand. Suddenly her body was getting stiff and without any warning, she pukes on road and makes my shoes and her clothes dirty. If it's not her, believe me, I would slap that person instantly and drop them in the road without any second thought but I feel guilty because it was me who make her drunk so much. Surprisingly I was not angry at her a little bit, in fact, I found this quite hilarious. After some struggle, I reach the room and take her to the bathroom directly. I drop my dress on the floor and wash my face to feel better. I was standing in bra and panty but when my gaze sees unconscious Maaya my heart start beating fast. I put my arm on her waist to pull her close and start taking off her dress. At this movement, my heart was beating so fast that I can come out of my chest any minute and my hands are shaking like hell. I never feel so much tension in my body and it took so much power to control my desire. Once I take off her dress she was in my arms almost naked and her warm body was pressed with my bare skin which drives me so crazy which is unbearable. After taking some calm breaths I clean her face too and take her out of the bathroom to lay her in bed. Once I put her in bed and tug her in blankets she holds me so tight that I couldn't move at all. My body was already on fire and now this makes me so crazy that I was about to lose my control to rip her leftover clothes and make her mine. But once my eyes see her face all my lust was gone instantly. I never saw such a beautiful and peaceful face in my life ever. I sleep with so many men and women in my life but never saw such an innocent sleeping face. I put my one arm on her back and pull her to my chest so that her head can rest on my chest. I couldn't understand this feeling at all but there was something different about her which drives me crazy. I was a bitch but for myself but today in the club I can break the hand of that guy who was touching her inappropriately. I want to protect her today which is new to me also getting jealous was too awkward too because I never get jealous for anyone in my whole fucking life. I look at her once again and kiss her forehead.
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No one dares to touch you accept me because you are mine now I whisper in her ears before closing my eyes.
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