Reyhan /Ruhi Eyes on me when you tell me you belong to me, kitten. See, look at you, how good you are at taking my fingers. I took her in front. of mirror fingering her vaginal canal I hasten my speed, making my fingers go in & out of her; she is controlling her moans. Ahhh, Rey-haaannnn!!!!! She moans loudly; I know she is near. Moan loudly if you want your friends to know what we are doing inside the washroom. I again fastened my speed with one thrust; she came all over my fingers. Taking out my fingers, I took it near my lips without breaking eye contact with her. Her eyes are exhausted, but still she is standing with trembling feet with half-closed eyes looking at me. I hold her close, leaning near her ears. I say next time you post pictures with him, remember, I will fuck you in front of him... Trope: Dark college Romance Obsessed MML He is her crush Over possesive MML Stalking 18+ Warning:The story your above to read is intended for readers 18+ due to sexual & language. It may be not appropriate for all audiences. Please read on your discretion. You have been warn.

"Millions of reasons, Tanya. All perfectly legal, or perfectly arranged to seem that way. I don't make threats. I explain consequences." He stepped close to her again, cupping her chin with his hand. His touch was like ice. She was too terrified to pull away. "So, you will sit tight. You will go to your school. You will teach my nephew. And you will look very, very pretty while doing it. You will not make me angry again. Understood?" A single, hot tear of pure, helpless rage escaped and traced a path down her cheek. He saw it. His dark eyes glittered with a perverse kind of satisfaction. He leaned in, his lips brushing her cheekbone where the tear had fallen. The kiss was chillingly soft, a brand of ownership. "You see?" he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "You look so pretty when you cry angrily. Like a good girl who finally understands her place." ___________________________________________ Love is a lie they tell to make obsession sound pretty. When Vardaan Rathore, a man whose bloodline was woven with power and violence, walked into her classroom, Tanya saw a negligent uncle. He saw the first and last woman who would ever tell him no. His obsession became her sentence. There was no courtship. Only a silent, brutal campaign of possession. Her life decided to conquer a queen, and the beautiful, terrible ruin he made of her in the process. #1 forced love #1 Darklove #1 toxichero #1 runawayheroine #1 Captive Romance #1 Manipulation #1 Political Romance #1 hacker #1 Brokenheroine #1 Forcedintimacy #1 Forced relation #1 Darkromancebooks #3 Indian #3 desi #3 teacher #4 badboy #4 broken #6 possessivehero #33 toxic #35 Dark romance #58 youngadult

I thought monsters lived in nightmares. Then I met him. Rudra is powerful, feared, and impossible to defy. When he took me into his mansion, I thought it was to save me. I was wrong. His kindness hides chains. His touch burns like fire and freezes like ice. And his love... it's the kind that leaves marks you can't see, but feel every time you breathe. I should hate him. I should run. But every time I try, I end up right where he wants me in his arms, in his shadow... in his control. This isn't a love story. It's a trap I can't escape. ---