After college, somebody seized my wrist and pulled me into a dark storeroom. The person shut and locked the door, I widened my eyes in shock, seeing the person.

"Vikas, what kind of behaviour is this?" I asked angrily. "Leave my hand." He laughed evilly at me. I'm trying to make him leave my hand with another hand, digging my nails in his hand.

"I'm tired of convincing you to be my girlfriend. You haven't left any other option with me." He uttered evilly after coming close to my ...