"Kneel," Abhimanyu commanded "No... please," she whispered through her sobs His eyes flashed, hardening with impatience. "I said kneel, Riddhima," he repeated, his tone even sharper. "I'm sorry, Abhimanyu, please..." she pleaded, desperation lacing every word But his expression only darkened further. "If you don't kneel by the count of three, my belt will teach you obedience until you can't take it anymore," he warned, his voice low and controlled yet filled with undeniable menace. "One... two..." he began to count, leaving no room for hesitation. Before he could reach three, she dropped to her knees, her heart pounding in terror. Satisfied, he pulled a chair and sat directly in front of her, his gaze fixed on Riddhima with an intensity that sent a chill down her spine. "Tonight," he said slowly, each word deliberate and unyielding, "you're going to learn to think twice before you ever defy me again." . . . Story of two childhood friends who got separated in childhood, but in future he was not ready to let her go because she belongs to him but from a sweet boy he turned into a control freak. • LOTS OF VIOLENCE AND MANIPULATION BY ML IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE THEN DON'T READ• !! STORY OF A VILLAIN !!

Indian Gl love story 🤧🥀 Teacher and student lesbian story Indian style 😘❤ To the world, Professor Sruti Singh is cold, calculated, and unreachable. With a black hoodie hiding more than just skin, she walks the halls of the university like she owns time. Her rules are law. Her eyes? Emotionless. No one dares cross her... until Ruhi Sharma does. Ruhi-the curious, sharp-tongued, second-rank student who lives for rain, fiction, and fantasy. She's everything Sruti has vowed to stay away from-young, bold, and dangerously tempting. But when Ruhi is assigned to assist Sruti in a private research project, long nights, late labs, and stolen glances turn into something else... A brush of fingers over shared papers. A back pressed against the lab table. A voice that growls, "You're crossing a line, Ruhi..." And a soft reply - "Then stop me." What begins as irritation melts into obsession. And what should've been a simple teacher-student boundary becomes a dark, aching desire neither of them can deny. But Sruti has secrets. And Ruhi? She has no idea how deep she's falling... or what it'll cost her to touch a woman like Sruti Singh. Rank- 2# lesbianfordemi

Indian Lesbian romance Anamika Modi is not someone who you can mess with. She's the youngest billionaire of India . one of the leading businesswoman in the world. She's hot tempered , arrogant woman. Ishika Sharma , a sweet twenty year old girl who work part time and does her college. what happens when they cross paths?

𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝑨 𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒗𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆. Malina was just a girl when Alexei korolev became a part of her life-a terrifying, magnetic presence with blood on his hands and secrets in his eyes. Years later, When they happened to live together... and suddenly, Alexei can't look away. She's off-limits. Untouchable. But every time she calls him "Old Man" in that sweet voice, every time she dares to defy him-he gets closer to breaking the rules he swore never to cross. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐳𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐚. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐡𝐤𝐚. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭. But claiming her means crossing a line that could destroy everything-family, loyalty... and his own soul. Because once he has her, he's never letting go. Even if it costs him everything. "𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂," he growled, his voice low and rough, the kind that ignited a fire deep in her core. She looked up at him, breath shaky, desire written all over her flushed face. "𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆... 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏." That was all he needed. No more rules. No more restraint. Just her-exactly the way she wanted. And he'd give her everything. Their chemistry is dangerous. Their connection, deadly. Because loving her means betrayal. And touching her means war. But monsters like him don't fall in love... do they? #81 blood #2 fiesty #2 dadsbestfriend #758 revenge #12 heavysmut #17 pakhan #642 russianmafia #218 strongfmc

"How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. Her life was no longer her own-𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Innaya Sen is a soft soul in a hard world. Chubby, quiet, and often overlooked, she is treated like a maid in her uncle's house, where her cousin Nayantara shines as the family's pride. But Innaya doesn't complain. She finds joy in the small things - a good novel, a new recipe, the laughter of her girls at the shelter... and most of all, in dancing and singing. Art is her escape. Through every graceful step and every haunting note, she pours out the pain the world won't let her speak. But nothing prepares her for Raahil Raizada. He's a man whispered about in fear - ruthless, brutal, sinfully powerful. A mafia heir with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. At a glittering party, he sets his eyes on Nayantara, but one twisted business deal later... it's Innaya who's sent into his mansion. The girl no one noticed. The girl he was never meant to see. But when he hears her sing, when he watches her dance... something in him snaps. She begins to haunt his mind - the softness he doesn't deserve, the light that makes him burn. He wants to destroy her. He wants to cage her. But she refuses to break. As their twisted fates collide, and obsession spirals into something far more dangerous, can Innaya survive a man like Raahil? Or will she become the only thing that could ever undo him?

Vanshika, a dominant woman, believes in control. She wants a husband who will always remain beneath her, insecure and submissive. When she sets her sights on Nirmal, a humble shopkeeper, she sees the perfect opportunity- he earns far less than her, lacks confidence, and already seems nervous in her presence. But will everything go according to her plan? (This story is 18+)

She turned around only for her breath to go erratic. Her eyes widen. Shock and fear. She felt both at the same time and it was the deadliest combination. She came face to face with him. A dark chuckle rumbled in the surrounding making her flinch. He tilted his head mocking her, "Wasn't expecting me?" she heard that voice after so long. The voice that has haunted her even in her dreams. "......?", she whispered in a haze. Her voice was laced with shock. He groaned in pure ecstasy hearing her calling his name after so long, "Ohh just how much I missed your voice baby!" a shiver ran down her spine hearing that endearment he has always addressed her with. She still couldn't believe her eyes. Her nightmare was standing right in front of her. She had tried running away from him so many times but here she found herself in front of him again. He found her. But is she going to just surrender without putting on a fight against him? No. Her mind screamed at her to run. And she did what her mind told her to. She turned around ready to try running away again. She barely took any steps when a muscular hand grabbed her bare waist caging her from behind. Her body slammed against his. A painful yelp left her mouth when he dug his nails into her flesh. "Trying to run away again baby?", he growled in her ears. ROOH SHARMA. A beautiful girl with an intoxicating smile. She is feisty and brave. But her exquisite beauty and smile attracted monsters from the dark. And a monster was in search of her. RUDRA DESAI. A handsome hunk and a powerful businessman. Rude and arrogant. He held a secret for being this powerful. What will happen when they meet? Both of them had a dark past. What will happen when it unfolds? Join the journey with them.

Warning: 18+ Sajjad Ahmed Khan was an authoritative, conservative and powerful man, he was born into a feudal family. Men said he was deformed, but women dreamt of his seductive jawline. His fiance was rumoured to have a bad reputation just like him. But he didn't care about this unknown women... as a man of those times, he hated women with loose reputation. Although he carried such thoughts, his own list of lovers were never ending... What happens when this so called feudal lord meets the women who proves him wrong? (A strong crazy female lead × Softy Gunda)