"Are you touching yourself, Y/n?" His voice was low, causing the heat in my body to rise. I was a volcano about to explode. I hadn't even fully touched myself yet, and I knew I could've gotten off just from hearing the deep timbre of his tone. "Yes." A gasp left me as a shock wave of pleasure slammed through me. ________ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬-𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥, 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭-𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. ____________

𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 ___________ 𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐩 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞-𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧-𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡. 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐚. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐀

Nerd Rule #1: Never fall for the nanny-especially the one in leather pants. I design worlds for a living-literally. As the CEO of South Korea's top gaming empire, I'm more comfortable debugging code than dealing with real people. But when tragedy struck and my sister and brother-in-law passed, I inherited more than grief-I inherited my six-year-old niece. And I'm no hero. I'm a recluse in hoodies and headphones, running billion-dollar launches from behind my triple monitors. I needed help. Fast. Then she showed up. Y/N-my niece's new nanny. I expected a cardigan-wearing Mary Poppins. What I got? Wild red hair, unapologetic curves, leather pants, and a mouth that gives back better than my AI ever could. She doesn't follow my rules. She rearranges them. She's loud where I'm quiet. Fire where I'm code. And despite everything-despite how wrong it is-I can't stop watching her. She doesn't just care for my niece like she's her own. She sees through me-the socially awkward, gaming-obsessed workaholic hiding behind sarcasm and security systems. And worse? She likes me. Not the billionaire. Me. But love was never in my blueprint. I don't trust easily. Not after losing the only family I had. Falling for her isn't just dangerous-it's a vulnerability I can't afford. Still... I've faced final bosses, game-breaking bugs, and ruthless investors. But none of them terrify me like the way she makes me feel. She's the glitch I never saw coming. And maybe... she's exactly the rewrite my life needs.

"He gave me everything-money, marriage, a home. But the one thing he won't give me... is his heart." "He made the rules. I just didn't realize I'd be the one paying the price." - Nayantara ------------------------------------------ "One kiss. That's all it took for me to forget she was supposed to be a lie." "I set the rules. But you? You made me want to break every single one."- Agastya ------------------------------------------ He made the rules. She was never supposed to matter. Until she did. When billionaire tycoon Agastya Rathore offers Nayantara Mehra a fake marriage contract, it's supposed to be simple: one bed, zero emotions, and a picture-perfect lie for the public. The reason? To make his ex jealous. The catch? Nayantara doesn't get to say no-not when her family's drowning in debt and he's offering the one thing she needs most money. But no one warned her what it would feel like to fall for a man carved out of stone. Agastya is cold. Distant. Possessive in a way that's meant to scare her-but instead makes her burn. He touches her only when it's necessary. Kisses her only when someone's watching. But at night? His gaze lingers too long. His voice drops too low. And his bed... is too damn close. She was supposed to be untouched. Off-limits. A pawn in his revenge game. But every night is a new battle-and every look from him makes her forget the rules. He's obsessed with control. She's his greatest temptation. And this fake marriage? It's about to get real messy.

"It was supposed to be fake. But now, I'm starting to wonder if we ever really were pretending." >>>>>>>>>>>> Aaradhya Mehta is living the dream at a top-tier university in Chicago, studying nutrition and working towards her future as a specialist. But there's one problem: her ultra-conservative parents are planning a visit. And they can't know she's been living with her roommate, Ethan Carter, a football star who's as muscular as he is tattooed. So when she asks Ethan to pretend to be her boyfriend, it's only supposed to last until her parents leave. But things take an unexpected turn, and suddenly, pretending to love him feels a little too real. As the lines between fake and real blur, will Aaradhya's heart stay intact-or will her feelings for Ethan change everything? When the truth comes out, will her family cut ties, or can she prove that love-whether fake or real-is worth fighting for? #fakeboyfriend #roommate #bestfriendstolovers #shefallfirst #hefallfirst

She never imagined her life would turn out this way-married to a man whose name alone could strike fear into anyone's heart. His gaze, colder than death itself, seemed to pierce right through her, and his past was soaked in blood, violence lingering like a shadow around him. This marriage wasn't a choice made from love; it was made from desperation. Yet now, it wasn't just the fear of him that kept her close-it was the dangerous pull of desire that wrapped around her like a chain. In his eyes, she wasn't just a wife. She was his obsession, his possession. He didn't just want to protect her; he wanted to own her completely. Every touch, every rough kiss, every command laced with dominance burned into her soul, marking her in ways she never thought possible. He was slowly destroying any chance of her being with anyone else, claiming her in every way he could. She had thought she could survive this marriage, endure the coldness of his presence. But now, she was entangled in a deadly game, bound to a man who didn't know how to play fair. His hands, his body, his very existence made her crave the danger she had once tried to escape. There was no way out for her now-because to him, she wasn't just his wife. She was his, and he would make sure she never forgot that. Forever. . . . . . . DarkRomance Arranged marriage ObsessiveLove MarriageOfConvenience EnemiesToLovers SlowBurnObsession ForbiddenPassion EmotionallyIntense ControlAndDominance ForcedMarriage #ObsessiveLove #ForcedMarriage #AlphaMale #DangerousAttraction #TwistedLove #RuthlessHero #PowerAndPossession #PossessiveHusband

She's his obsession... How it feels like when the Mafia Prince stalks you ____________Warning ⚠ Dark Romance _________________

''I hate you. "she shakily spat, her eyes screaming her words. ______________you can read it as Stand alone ______ if you want to read this story as early access chapter then you find it on my stckme account link is in my bio

Jeon Jungkook's job is to find something Lee Y/N's father stole. He knows he shouldn't get attached, but the more time he spends around Y/N, the harder it gets. "Why do I care? I shouldn't care." The thought keeps running through his head, but he can't shake the feeling. Jungkook is falling for her, even though he knows it's dangerous. He's supposed to be cold, and focused on the mission. But now, protecting Y/N feels more important than anything else. "I'll keep her safe. No one will touch her." He'll risk everything for her-even if it means marrying her to protect her. "I don't have a choice. She's mine now."

"Your child?" She looked at him in resentment. "Since when did you start caring about the baby?"