Twisted Love, Deceptive Truth
Ep.17
Zoran
"Sweetheart, the more you resist, the more I want you."
He once again pressed his lips against her in a hard, dominating kiss, his hands moving on her waist.
Ziya
"Zoran, STOP !" she cried out. Her voice muffled against his lips, but he only pulled back slightly, his eyes dark and unyielding.
Zoran
"Why should I?" he asked, his tone dripping with menace. "Unless u want me to tell Zeynil about us."
Ziya
Ziya's blood ran cold. "You wouldn't....he wouldn't believe you," she said, though her voice betraying her fear.
She believes in her heart that Zoran wouldn't do it; he is just scaring her, but what if he is furious that I married Zeynil and tries to take revenge by creating a misunderstanding between Zeynil and me?
Zoran
"Are you sure about that?" Zoran asked, his lips brushing against her neck sending chills down her spine.
She couldn't say anything; she wasn't sure whether Zeynil would believe her or not. Even if he believes she is indeed betraying his trust, his love and his care because somewhere deep down in her heart, she has some feelings for Zoran which can't be denied no matter what.
Zoran continued with his actions, his hands began to roam, tracing the curves of her body. He sucked on her lower lips biting and pulling it. She got terrified as her body started reacting to his touch. He grabbed a bunch of her hair and pulled back lightly getting a hiss from her. Then he started kissing and licking her neck. Her attire and jewelry become obstacles in the middle. He continued kissing her deeply as if he couldn't get enough of her; she was unable to breathe anymore. In a moment of desperation, she managed to turn her head away, gasping for breath.
Ziya
"Zoran, please-" she tried to stop him, but her voice came out as a moan laced with a hint of desire and longing.
Her voice, mixed with desire and denial, sent a jolt of current throughout Zoran’s body. His own desire reaching its peak, his eyes darkened with a mixture of desire and frustration.
Zoran
"F*ck," he said before starting to remove her cumbersome wedding attire, he tried to remove her veil flowing from the back of her head. But in a hurry, he wasn't able to remove them.
But his actions terrified Ziya, she felt tears prickling at the corner of her eyes. She tried to speak, to reason with him but her words were lost in the force of his kiss.
Ziya
"ZORAN", she called him desperately. She reached out to touch his face, cupping his face in her hands and looking straight into his eyes. "Zoran please, please look at me".
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