"He fucked you, didn’t he?"
The words hung heavy in the air, venom dripping from every syllable. His grip on her shoulders tightened, nails digging into her skin as if the pain could drown the storm raging inside him.
She gasped, tears pooling in her eyes. "I didn’t—"
But he didn’t care. He didn’t want to listen.
The video… the image… it burned in his mind like poison, choking him with rage. The woman he once called precious was now the woman who had shattered him. Or so he thought.
"You played with my feelings, Priya… now I’ll play with your fucking present and future."
And when he kissed her — rough, angry, desperate — it wasn’t love.
It was war.
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"He tied the mangalsutra around my neck, his cold, rough hands grazing my skin — enough to make me shiver. The sindoor fell in my hair partition, a few grains landing on my nose. They say it's a sign of love. But for me? It felt like blood.
"Welcome to hell, Mrs. Priya Adhiraj Singh Rathore," he whispered, his breath warm but his smile deadly.
A lone tear slipped down my cheek. I knew it.
From today, my life wasn’t mine anymore.
It was his battlefield.
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"It's just a simple game babygirl" I nibbled her earlobe, my tongue exploring her soft skin.
"Yes" She said as I can feel her wet for me.
" Spread your legs for me babygirl " my lips move down from her collarbone.
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Sensual Destiny | 18+
RomanceHello everyone! Welcome to Book 1 of the "Sensual Series" - a tale of obsession, passion, and intense emotions. This is the story of Adhiraj Singh Rathore and Priya Ghoshal, two strangers whose fates collide in the most unexpected way. "I really do...
