⚠️ 21+ mature content warning ⚠️ "Do you love him?" He was coming closer to me, but I remained silent. I had no answer. There was blood in his eyes. As he took a step toward me, I instinctively stepped back. For the first time, I was scared of Dev. The same Dev in front of whom I had always lived freely without the fear of being judged. The Dev who had introduced me to myself and my desires. "Dev…" "I asked you something!" He cut me off, closing the distance between us in two steps, trapping me between the wall and himself, making me gasp. His hand gripped my neck firmly. It wasn’t the first time he'd held my neck like this. Every other time he did it, I got wet and my core quivered in desire. But today… I was trembling. He leaned even closer. I shut my eyes tight. My breathing grew erratic. My body was shaking. But the moment the tip of his nose touched the top of my cleavage, I clenched my thighs and he noticed. Why does my body always betray me the moment he touches me? "Do you go just as crazy when he touches you?" he asked, voice like a growl. "No…" The word left my lips before I could stop it. "I’ve never even let him…" The sentence hadn’t even fully left my lips before his mouth claimed mine. But this kiss wasn’t passionate like our previous kisses. This kiss was punishing. He was punishing me for trying to walk away from him, For even thinking of letting someone else into my life and giving his place to him.