When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

What happens when an innocent girl collides with the man the entire world fears? The Mafia King, Alex Roy whose single glance makes people tremble yet, for the very first time, he found himself... afraid. Afraid of her. "Say sorry, Mr." she demanded, her voice calm yet unshakable. One of his guards scoffed, stepping forward. "Do you even realize who you're talking to?" Zoya's eyes sparkled with a strange fire. "Yes. To the man who spilled my coffee. Oh, my poor lovely dream in a cup," she replied, utterly unfazed. The guard was about to lash out, but Alex simply lifted his hand, silencing him instantly. To everyone's shock, the Mafia King lowered his head ever so slightly and whispered, "I'm sorry. It's my fault." The silence that followed was deafening. His guards froze in disbelief unable to process what they had just witnessed. But Zoya? She only smiled sweetly and said, "Good boy." And in that moment, Alex Roy the untouchable king of darkness realized one terrifying truth. She wasn't afraid of him. He was afraid of losing her.

She left him... but his obsession only grew stronger, darker, impossible to control. Now, he sits as the Chief Minister of the state victorious in politics, yet utterly defeated in love. The only thread still tying their shattered hearts together is their daughter, Nia. Every glance, every whisper, every memory pulls him deeper into a dangerous game of desire and possession. He will go to any length... any boundary... any moral line... to bring her back. But when obsession overtakes love, will redemption be possible-or will it destroy them both? Prepare for a tale of power, passion, and a love so consuming it borders on madness.

force marriage, domination, and slow-burn tension is your type... CM × Teacher is waiting for you. "you bastard leave me I hate you.... I hate breathing same air as you." she said. struggling in his grip. That broke something in him. But Devraj laughed darkly, the sound vibrating through her. In one swift motion, he crushed his mouth to hers, the kiss raw and punishing, his lips bruising hers with brutal intensity. Saanvi's world narrowed to the assault on her senses the scrape of his stubble against her skin, the iron band of his arm around her waist pinning her in place. She struggled fiercely, her body bucking against him, fists hammering his shoulders as she tried to wrench free. 'Stop... mmmnn, leave me!' she mumbled against his invading lips, but he only tightened his hold, fingers tangling in the loose strands of her hair to tilt her head back, forcing her to take the invasion. His tongue plunged deep, The kiss stretched on, She kicked at his shins, her heels scraping the gritty concrete floor, but he absorbed it all, pressing his hips forward to trap her legs. 'Please... mmmnn, no!' she whimpered between the brutal presses of his mouth, pain blooming as his teeth caught her lower lip, biting down hard enough to draw blood, the coppery tang mixing with his relentless suction. Saanvi punched his arms harder, her blows landing with desperate thuds against his biceps, but her energy flagged, breaths coming in short, gasps against his mouth. Devraj's free hand roamed up her side, squeezing her hip through the clothes, holding her immobile as he devoured her. Rage ignited in her she reared back to slap him, her palm slicing through the air. But Devraj caught her hand effortlessly, twisting it behind her back with a sharp yank that made her cry out. he smeared it across her skin like a mark of ownership. 'You belong to me now,' he whispered, ____ Continue in chapter ✨

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚." He said in a dominating manner. "𝐀𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭." He chuckled hearing her words. It was love. Seranity. Obsession. For him she was the sunshine in his sinful darkness. For her he was the divine future hovering her dark past. But both of them have their own dark secrets. Secrets that could burn them alive. Secrets that could ruin everything they've bulit. How will they navigate their love between uncertain feelings and tangled secrets. A boy who never loved and A girl who never got loved. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: 6 years later "My love for you have burnt away long before, Mr. Arhaan Malhotra. The only thing I feel for you is hate. Raging hate. And remember, Srithika Raichand never bows. Especially not infront of you." She stated looking fiercely in his eyes. "Srithika Arhaan Malhotra. Don't forget the fact that you're my wife." His face gleamed with the trust that he'll win her back. "That ended the time I signed those divorce papers you wanted and gave them to you." Her eyes flamed rage. Rage that could consume them and ruin them. "Did you really think that we're seperated. Tsk Tsk, you're wrong wifey. Our marriage never ended and it'll never end." His smirk didn't fade as he pressed her into his body and traced her jawline with his lips. "Don't act like you own me." She hissed at him. "Oh. Make no mistake. You're mine and that's fucking final. Welcome back. Mrs. Srithika Arhaan Malhotra." They both want each other back. But they're tangled in the hate that has consumed them.

𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧? 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧? 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧? In the heart of Mumbai, her world crumbles when she walks in on her boyfriend betraying her-with one of her own students. Shattered and seething, she drowns her sorrow in a bar, desperate for an escape. Then comes the dare. One reckless kiss with a stranger. One fleeting moment of defiance. But the man she kisses is no ordinary stranger. He is darkness wrapped in silk, a storm hiding behind a seductive smirk. A man who doesn't just take-he claims. A red flag walking on a green carpet. A temptation she should have ignored. What started as a drunken impulse spirals into a deadly obsession. He watches her. Follows her. Wants her in ways that go beyond desire. He is everywhere-an enigma, a danger, a force she can't resist. What does he truly want? And more importantly... can she escape before she loses herself to him completely? When passion turns to peril, and temptation becomes a trap, only one thing is certain-he won't stop until she's his. "You are not just a temptation; you have become my obsession." 𝕿𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖎𝖘 𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖑, 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘.

"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞,𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫" •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "I don't want to hurt you Mr.Malhotra i am a mess, a total mess, I cannot even handle a relationship, I am not good enough for you nor for anyone else! I DON'T THINK YOU DESERVE SOMEONE LIKE ME" she said in a breaking voice as i saw her getting up to leave the room I stepped forward and held her hand and looked into her eyes with assurance and affection.. " I PROMISE WHOEVER LED YOU TO SAY THESE WORDS OUT OF YOUR MOUTH...I WOULD MAKE HIS LIFE A MESS..You are beautiful the way you are! and i deserve every bit of you" the last words came out of my mouth like a whisper while rubbing off her tears with my thumb.. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Tune in the journey of how mihika mathur's life turned upside down when her fiance didn't turn up to the wedding venue leaving her on their wedding day waiting for him...and she has to marry her best friend's brother on whom she had a little crush when she was 17.. who she didn't know was whipped for her "DEVOTED TO HER" starting from 4th march 2024 ✨ ps: it's my first time writing..show some love🫶🏻 and suggestions are always welcomed✨

When members of the enemy pack crash their wedding, Almec and Valentina will have to strengthen their mate bond to save each other. Season 2 of Wild Fangs *** After having found Almec, her mate, and the home she so desired for herself and her sister, Valentina thought she could finally live in peace but everything changes when the members of Moon Guardians Pack show up bringing the dead body of Almec's friend. The need to find the culprit drags the alpha into the darkness, the only one capable of saving him is Valentina who at the same time tries to get used to her new life as the luna. When their relationship begins to fall apart, will they be able to reignite their love or will they watch their lives be destroyed? ***

"Now be good little girl, and sit on my face!"he rasped as he grabbed my hips. "What if you can't breathe!" I said questioning him. "I can breathe ,dont worry now sit!" He ordered "But..!' I hesitated "Princess what did i say sit on my fuckin face i wanna eat your cunt!" He pushed me on his face while I grabbed the headboard to balance myself. My head fell back as i felt him lapping his tongue on my sensitive spot.. "Ohhh..yesss Adhuuuu!" I grabbed him by his hair pushing his face more in my throbbing pussy . You are mine "he whispers" only mine don't forget it!.. His desire,his solace HIS EVERYTHING ❤️‍🔥 Fire lives within her kiss she had a way of melting every part of me!!🔥🌶️👄