A ballet teacher becomes acquainted with a student's father. A fresh and original idea for Wattpad readers that enjoy spicy plots. He's wealthy,handsome and kinky. She's broke af, funny and just as nasty... WARNING: MATURE BUT ALSO A !!SLOWBURN!! PREVIEW(Spoilers): "I know it's hard to talk, my sweet girl but don't forget to call me daddy when you cum. Do you hear me ? I want you to say it articulately" I couldn't even find my talking voice other than my moans. He stopped abruptly, continuing to watch my face. "Did I make myself clear?" He asked, dominating me in a way I've never seen him before. "Y-yes" I softly responded, wanting him to continue. I grabbed his wrist to push his fingers back inside me. "Good girl"

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

MATURE CONTENT!!!!!!!!!! 18+ 🔞🔞🔞 Warning this is totally going to be a mature content read it at your own will if your are going to be under 18!

*WARNING: Written in 2008, some content may be offensive* Stasee is your typical shy, quiet teenage girl until the night her brother's best friend Damen Hurtz decides to finally acknowledge her existence. In a desperate attempt to gain his acceptance she allows him to take the one thing every girl values most...her virginity. After that night, Damen constantly begins accepting her while they're alone and then rejecting her in front of his peers. Stasee's frustration and confusion continues to grow, as do her feeling toward the man who continues to break her heart. He claims that he cares for her, but will his need for his peer's acceptance prevent him from ever treating Stasee the way he should? And if he finally realizes the stupidity of popularity over love, will Stasee still be waiting for him?

An Indian hinglish story in which the prospective father-in-law , a widower, marries the bride to save her dignity and her family's honour, when the groom runs away on the wedding day. What begins as duty turns to care, desire and slowly love between them as they accept each other as husband and wife. Read and be a part of their journey... ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 PREVIOUS RANKINGS : #2 in India #1 in arrangemarriage #1 in accidentalmarriage #1 in rural #1 in silentlove #1 in duty #1 in acceptance #1 in intimate 🔥🔥🔥

Ishita Chauhan, a bubbly and innocent girl, finds herself trapped in the world of Virendra Raghuvanshi-a powerful, dangerous man with an unwavering obsession for her. He will go to any lengths to keep her by his side, even if it means bending the rules of love and morality. As Ishita uncovers the dark truths of his past, will she escape his obsessive grip, or will she surrender to the undeniable pull of their twisted love? A tale of possession, passion, and an all-consuming love that knows no limits.

( Agniwanshi series book~1 )💗 "Look at me when I'm deep inside you." 😈🔥 Rudhransh Agniwanshi is a mafia king, a man wrapped in silk suits and lethal power, hiding a dangerous madness behind a calm, commanding exterior. Every step he takes exudes control, dominance, and a hunger that very few dare to challenge. He has everything the world can offer, yet he wants only one thing - Prisha. 💀💔 Prisha is a college girl whose light shines brighter than the darkness surrounding her. She laughs freely, loves fiercely, and believes in a world far gentler than the one Rudhransh inhabits. The moment he sees her, something awakens inside him, something possessive, obsessive, and unrelenting. She becomes his world, his obsession, and his greatest desire. He decides she is his and nothing will stop him from claiming her, even if she doesn't yet understand the power he holds over her. 💥❤️ Love in his world is never gentle. It is dangerous, consuming, and inescapable. The deeper she falls for him, the more she discovers the thin line between passion and captivity. Every touch, every whisper, every glance pulls her closer into a storm she cannot resist and a world she cannot leave behind. 🌪️💋 This is a story of desire and domination, of a man who rules with fire and a woman whose light cannot be tamed. It is dark, it is obsessive, it is possessive, and it is impossible to forget. 🔥💀❤️ A mafia romance where love feels like captivity and escape feels impossible. 🖤 ---

•~ 18+ dark Indian romance ~• "I hate you rudra." I whisper harshly as tears brim my eyes. I look at his face, his emotionless and stone face. "I will never love you." "I don't give a fuck if you love me or hate me." He says harshly, his hold on my wrists tightening above my head. I should do something, I should kick and scream but I do nothing. "You are mine. My wife, my thing. If I see another man touching you again I'll kill him and make you watch. Understood?" His eyes cold and jaw hard as if he is holding himself back. "Fuck you." I spit in anger. He gives me his smirk, his evil smirk. "Now you are truly fucked, sunshine." ****** 21 years old Naina Khurana was thrown into a marriage with the most emotionless and cold hearted man, Rudra Oberoi. She found herself marrying her sister's fiance when her sister ran off on the day of her wedding. Rudra oberoi is seven years older than her, he is as cold as ice, everything he does is calculated and he gets what he wants no matter who gets hurt. He is one of the most notorious businessmen of the country, he has many underground businesses which goes against every single one of naina's moral. How will they survive this marriage ? The real question is will they survive this marriage? Read to know more. Some warnings ⚠️ - detailed 18+ content (language and scenes) - will get dark at some points - MMC is rude, mean, dominating and very controlling in the beginning. (He will have a character development) - age gap - forced marriage

"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.

✨ Completed on SCROLLSTACK ✨ He married her for his son. He never meant to fall for her. But some hearts don't ask for permission. They just break the rules. Rudra Singh Rathore is ice-unfeeling, untouchable, and utterly devoted to the only person who matters: his abandoned two-year-old son. Love? Dead. Trust? Buried. All he needs is a mother for his child, not a wife. Enter Aadhya Verma-kind-hearted, steel-spined, and completely unprepared for the storm she's walking into. An arranged marriage. A broken family. A man who warns her not to hope. But Aadhya doesn't listen to warnings. And Rudra doesn't see her coming. She softens his silence. She becomes his son's entire world. And slowly, painfully... she starts to matter. This was never supposed to be love. But fate has no mercy-and hearts have no rules. When the walls fall, will he choose to love her... or lose her forever?