Love Like Heaven

I'm writing a sequel for From Hell to Heaven. Standalone Book.

It's called LOVE LIKE HEAVEN!

Prologue

"You're are right Divya. I'm a playboy," Daksh said and stood up in front of me.

"Now I will show you what Playboy can do," Daksh said and pulled my waist and grabbed my face with his other hand to move our body closer to him.

"Lea....ve me Dak - he didn't let me to finish my sentence, because he forcefully pressed his hard lips on my lips. He was angry and rough. He is punishing me with his harsh kiss. I tried to push him back, but he stood on his ground. Then, he pushed me back down on the bed, pinning my hands above my head with his one hand and squeezed my breast painfully. I whimper because of his painfully torture.

I never thought he would misbehave with me. I loved him, but that doesn't mean any woman can allow this forced. I try to push him away, but he didn't budge. So I bit his tongue hard. He immediately loosens his gripped on my wrist.

Smack

Yes, I slapped him hard across his face. Guilt washed over his face.

I know I made a mistake by accusing him. But he doesn't have any rights to touch me or misbehaved with me.

"I hate you Jerk" I said venomously. I stood up and ran away covering my mouth and tears flowing under my eyes as I ran far from him.

Let's see their journey of how Daksh and Divya fall for each other. They are opposite to each other, but attracted by each other like magnets.

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"You're are right Divya. I'm a playboy," Daksh said and stood up in front of me.

"Now I will show you what Playboy can do," Daksh said and pulled my waist and grabbed my face with his other hand to move our body closer to him. My breast crushed to his hard chest. I tried to pull my body away from his grip. But he held me strongly against him.

I'm afraid because I had never seen him this much angry.

"Lea....ve me Dak - he didn't let me to finish my sentence, because he forcefully pressed his hard lips on my lips. He was angry and rough. He is punishing me with his harsh kiss. I tried to push him back, but he stood on his ground. Then, he pushed me back down on the bed, pinning my hands above my head with his one hand and squeezed my breast painfully. I whimper because of his painfully torture. I felt his hand on my back trying to unstrap my bra. Tears flowing under my eyes.

I never thought he would misbehave with me. I loved him, but that doesn't mean any woman can allow this forced. I try to push him away, but he didn't budge. So I bit his tongue hard. He immediately loosens his gripped on my wrist.

Smack

Yes, I slapped him hard across his face. Guilt washed over his face.

I know I made a mistake by accusing him. But he doesn't have any rights to touch me or misbehaved with me.

"I hate you Jerk" I said venomously. I stood up and ran away covering my mouth and tears flowing under my eyes as I ran far from him.

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In south India it is common for boy is eligible to marry his own maternal uncle's daughter or paternal aunti's daughter. A girl is eligible to marry her own maternal uncle's son or paternal aunti's son. So Divya and Daksh are not cousin.

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How is it?

Read ahead and drop in your comments.

Daksh POV

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I was sleeping peacefully in my comfy bed, dreaming about sexy girls until it was disturbed by a phone call. It was ringing on its high pitch wanting me to wake up.

I let it ring, thinking it would stop eventually but again it rang after two minutes. I pulled myself out of the covers and put my phone in my ear, annoyed.

" Hello..." I said in a sleepy voice.

"Daksh baby, it's mom. I was wondering what my baby boy has been doing? When are you planning to visit us? We all miss you terribly" mom told sniffing.

"Mom for god's sake, I'm not baby boy! Stop calling me that" I snapped at her. Mom gasped.

"Akash! See my baby boy is asking me to not call him baby boy anymore!" I heard mom complaining to dad.

Oh god! I'm dead!

"You young man! How dare you to hurt my angel?" Dad asked angrily.

"Dad, I didn't mean it. Its just that I don't like it when mom calls me baby boy. I'm man dad. Its very embarrassing" I told dad softly.

"If my angel wants, she can call you with any names. Understood?" Dad asked sternly.

"Yes dad" I rolled my eyes.

"Are you ready for the meeting?" Dad asked me.

"Dad, what meeting are you talking about?" I asked him confusingly.