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I kissed her hard, roughly, and in a ferocious manner as if punishing her for the words she has used. I am so done with her letting me remember about the shitty divorce whenever she gets the chance, and it's disturbing.

She is too shocked to even respond to the sudden attack of nine while I kissed her for a whole two minutes and pulled back a little just a little to breathe on her face.

I'm still pinning her against the shelves. I whispered, “Just use the divorce word again, Sayantika, and I promise to fuck you against these shelves, then on the beanbag to make...