Niya pov,

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Somewhere in deep down in my heart, I felt I’m doing wrong selling my dignity. But every time he makes me feel, it’s right. I sold him and he is arrogant, dominating and irritating too sometimes, but at the same time, he is respecting, caring, and comforting me. The way he touches makes me breathless. My veins clinch at his sensitive touch. I feel fragile.

After messing my skin with his bites. He got a box of wet wipes and cleaned my belly totally. I felt fresh after this. I thought to have a shower, but he said, “It’s late night, I don’t want you to get...