Saksham leaned against the wall, sipping his drink as he watched Shivangi through the peephole in her apartment door. She moved with a grace and confidence that he couldn't help but be drawn to. He wanted her, despite the fact that she had made it clear she had no interest in him.
He waited until he was sure she was gone, then let himself into her apartment. He helped himself to another drink, imagining the things he'd like to do to her as he looked around her living room.
But his fantasy was cut short when he heard the sound of keys in the lock. He quickly hid the drink and tried to compose himself as Shivangi walked in.
"Well, well, well," she said, catching him off guard. "I didn't realize we were having a party today."
Saksham tried to play it cool. "I was just stopping by to say hello. I didn't realize you were going to be home."
Shivangi raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? And what were you planning on doing if I wasn't here?"
Saksham decided to make his move. He approached her, trying to charm his way into her good graces. "I was just going to wait for you. I wanted to talk to you."
Shivangi tried to shut him down. "I don't have time for this, Saksham. I have things to do."
But Saksham wasn't taking no for an answer. He grabbed her, pulling her close. "Come on, Shivangi. I know you feel the same way. I can see it in your eyes."
Shivangi tried to push him away, but he was too strong. "Let go of me, Saksham. I'm not interested."
Saksham started to kiss her, ignoring her protests. She tried to bite his tongue, but he just laughed and held her tighter.
He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, ignoring her insults and threats. He threw her onto the bed and started to undress her. She fought back, but he was too determined.
Finally, he succeeded in removing her clothes and started to touch her body. She was still resisting, but he could tell she was starting to weaken.
He started to fuck her, ignoring her pleas for him to stop. She was still trying to fight him off, but it was becoming clear that she was losing the battle.
He changed positions, fucking her from different angles. She was still trying to resist, but it was becoming clear that she was starting to enjoy it.
He brought her closer and closer to orgasm, and she was still trying to fight it, but it was becoming clear that she was losing the war.
Finally, he brought her to orgasm, making her scream with pleasure. She was still trying to resist, but it was becoming clear that she was his now.
He pulled out of her, leaving her satisfied but still angry. He knew he had won this battle, but he also knew that the war was far from over.
"This is far from over, Shivangi," he said, as he adjusted his clothes and left the apartment. "I'll be back for more."
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