A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

"I. Will. Not. Fuck you..." He pulled me against his chest. There was no lust in his eyes, not even a hint of tease,until he smirked. "What I'll do with you is called love-making. I'll worship you like my goddess... Jaan." But the need,the desire in me,didn't even consider his words. I bit my lip and, pulling him dangerously close, I spoke, "But I'll fuck you... claim you... make you mine... until you beg for mercy. Until you scream my name, Mister Husband." And with that, my lips crashed against his. Clothes between us were discarded, bare bodies colliding, moans filling the space as I rode him. It was our first time..something I never knew I always needed. I needed him. He became my addiction. My everything. Every breath, every thought... I wanted to claim, ruin, and just keep him close to me. He is 37. She is 23. He's a virgin..she's not. He knows the world through his business files: calm, poised, and disciplined. She's the fire meant to burn his calm away-the chaos he never saw coming, the goddess he'll learn to worship. Trapped in a marriage that began as a business deal, both were prisoners of circumstance... Until desire broke every wall and love rewrote every rule. It isn't just a love story. It's a tale of possession, passion, and devotion. Where desire burns deeper than sin and love dares to cross every boundary. ✨ His Mrs. Ranawat ✨ Tropes: • Age Gap • Marriage of Convenience • Dark Romance • She Fell First, He Fell Harder Note: This story contains highly descriptive sexual intimacy. With not so sweet and timid. But a sharp and dominating female lead. If you are here searching for perfect characters..This isn't a place for you! Rated: MATURE THEME ©2025 gauri_writzz

HIGHLY MATURE BOOK♨(SMUT) You're perfect," he murmurs, and slams into me his hard as a rock, causing me to scream in pleasure and dig my nails into his shoulders 𝗘𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗮;𝟭𝟵 The moment I saw him everything went in slow-motion; I got a huge crush on him no matter if he is 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻 then me Idgf I love age gap; everything was good until I got to know he is deeply in love with my elder sister; I backed off but deep inside this lil crush on him was still there! "And here I am taking vows with him as a replacement for my sister" ✧✧ꮺ𓍼𓂅✧✧ꮺ𓍼𓂅✧✧ 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝘂𝗹 𝗔𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗹;𝟮𝟵 Stand at the helm of Agarwal and Sons, one of the country's wealthiest and most powerful jewelry empires spread across the world. Born into privilege, surrounded by opulence-mansions, luxury cars, and everything money can buy. But wealth? That's just the surface. What drives me is more than just success or the fortune passed down from my father; it's the legacy I've built with my own hands. But behind the polished image and towering wealth, But beneath the power and riches, I'm broken soul shattered by betrayal. And Eshana-she's a part of this twisted game. I hate her. Or at least, I want to. Every glance, every moment with her, only reminds me of the pain. But she'll regret every second she's in my world because I don't lose. Ever. And I mean every word when I say I'll make her regret it. ✧✧ꮺ𓍼𓂅✧✧ꮺ𓍼𓂅✧✧ Him: Mmm.Red, wildcat. Were you thinking of me when you covered these tits with my favorite color? Did you touch yourself in front of the mirror and come with my name on your lips? Did you stand in front of the mirror, touching yourself, imagining it was my hands? Did you moan my name, desperate, while your fingers explored places only I should?" . . Get ready for lots of heartbreak, betrayal, and of course a ton of smut! (⁠

"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 , 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Neither she loves you nor she belongs to you" her ex fiancee shouted in anger. He stood up from his king-like chair and walked towards him in a casual demeanor...."But she moans my name pretty loudly at night!" He hissed near his ear in a devilish smirk!!!! "Why are you doing this Kabir...you are playing with her , you don't , in fact you can't love anyone" he said being heartbroken by his previous statement. Tck...tck ...tck....he laughed like a devil and said..." You are right I don't love her in fact I don't love anyone...but that has nothing to do with me having her in my bed , under me ,at my mercy and you know the best part , you my dear baby brother can't do anything about it!!! Follow this journey of madness and possessiveness !!!! Highest rank🥇 #1 in Wattpad #1 in maturethemes

you're a single mom and have just moved into a new town. you have no interest in looking for love, but the funny thing about love is, it waits for no one. [18+ MINORS DNI, WILL EVENTUALLY INCLUDE EXPLICIT CONTENT]

Ari Levinson x Reader 18+ | Sex, Strong Language, Strong Violence, Age Gap. Slow Burn. Set in war torn Sudan in 1979, the Red Sea Diving Resort has been purchased by the American government as a top secret, undercover safe zone. The mission is to help lift as many Jewish-Ethiopian refugees from torture, famine & persecution in Sudan and smuggle them to Israel. The operation is being overseen by Ari Levinson. Join him on his mission as he recruits his team of top agents to help him in his fight for justice and his search for love along the way. IMPORTANT NOTICE - I do not own any of the rights to the Characters in this story and have taken inspiration from The Red Sea Diving Resort. Characters: YN YLN - First Aid Missionary and Ex Secret Intelligence Ari Levinson - Israeli Mossad and Mission Lead Rachel Reiter - Undercover Spy Jacob 'Jake' Wolf - Ex Marine and Specialist Diver Sammy Navon - Field Doctor & Ex Military Max - Weapons Specialist & Ex Military Ethan Levine - Secret Service and Head of Operations

Everyone knows Steve Rogers, Captain America, hero an avenger the man out of time, but unlike everyone at the compound Steve never stayed instead he lived in a little cabin home just on the outskirts of the city, No one knew why but everything is about to be blown to the surface shocking everyone of the avenger

WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENTS/ SLOWBURN "The door is not locked". "I know" Chris replies and speeds up which makes me gasp out loud. Chris' hand that is on my stomach to hold me slides further up my breasts, which he first cupped in his hand and then begins to knead. Chris' other fingers slides to my entrance which makes me moan. I immediately put my hand in front of my mouth because Chris only warned me yesterday about the thing with the moaning. I claw his hand which fucks me as two fingers have slipped into me. As wet as I was from his touch on my clit, he easily slipped into my entrance. Chris removes his hand from my breasts and takes my hand that is still in front of my mouth away. "I want to hear your sweet noises while I finger fuck you". - Y/N Y/L/N and Chris Evans have known each other since they were children but their careers mean that they don't hear from each other for a long time. Now that Y/N is in the new Marvel movie, she spends a lot of time and memories with Chris. - Can their long-term friendship turn into love? There will be smut, fluff, drama so it's worth the read ! Also, don't be deterred by the fact that the first chapters are shorter, I promise that all of the following will be long and entertaining.

Chris Evans x female reader TRIGGER WARNING! Panic attacks Attempted rape Sexual assault Cursing Drinking Excessive crying If any of these things bother you i suggest you don't read this one. If you need anyone to talk to about anything feel free to message me on instagram @ utwerkwemosh