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𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃

𝗗𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 :-

"𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌—𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒅, 𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔—𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔."

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𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:-

𝟏. 𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝟐. 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞-𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥

𝟑. 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐝

𝟒. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝟓. 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝟔. 𝐁𝐃𝐒𝐌 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬

𝟕. 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚:

This is an erotic and dark romance story. It contains heavy smut, BDSM elements, ownership dynamics, and extremely possessive and mature themes.

It does not contain any rape or abuse.

If you're comfortable with these themes, then read on. Otherwise, feel free to leave

It does not contain any rape or abuse.

If you're comfortable with these themes, then read on. Otherwise, feel free to leave

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 :-

𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀  𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓

The Ruthless Mafia Lord
32 years old
The Lord of the Ranawat Empire
6'4

His ruthlessness is etched into every part of him—from the cold, calculating glint in his eyes to the strength in his hands that never lets go. He is a Lord in his empire, but when it comes to Kiara, he’s not just a ruler—he’s a predator, circling his prey, claiming her, body and soul. The darkness that defines him is his power, his possession of her, and he revels in the control he holds over every part of her being. To him, she is a possession, his to mark, his to break, his to own.

𝐊𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐍

The Beautiful, Intelligent Soul of a Middle-Class Family
22 years old
5'3

Kiara is the kind of woman who holds beauty in the most innocent of ways—naive, untouched by the shadows of the world around her. But beneath her delicate exterior, there is strength in her silence, intelligence in her every word. She is caught in Rudra’s web, drawn to the darkness he exudes. Despite her own resistance, there is an undeniable pull to him, a pull she cannot escape. She is both a prisoner of his touch and a willing participant, her mind and heart tangled in his possessive hold. Every moment with him is a battle between submission and defiance, and in the end, she finds herself trapped, unable to break free from the man who owns her.

BLURB :-

Rudra pulls her firmly into his hold, his arms like iron, trapping her in his embrace. His lips brush against her neck, a slow, deliberate caress that sends shivers of anticipation through her. "Shhhh, it's your owner," he breathes against her skin, the words dripping with dominance.

His mouth moves down her neck, kissing, marking, claiming her as his, each touch a silent promise of what’s to come. "Who owns you, baby?" he growls, his voice rough with hunger, demanding an answer.

Her breath catches, the pressure of his body against hers almost suffocating. She stammers, the words slipping out in a breathless whisper. "Y--you." It’s a surrender, a confession, a binding vow she can't take back

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