**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

She had decided to stay, though it wasn't as if she had much of a choice. He made it abundantly clear to her and those around her that she belonged to him-only him. His obsession was limitless, and the only thing that kept him grounded was his wife, the passion of his heart. She was never meant to be pulled into his destructive world, but life had other ideas. They were made for each other, and nothing could tear them apart. Many Mafia gangs were after him, but the only concern he had was ensuring she remained unaware of his deadly activities. She must not discover that he is an Underworld King or that he takes lives with every breath he takes. But what if she does find out? What if she uncovers the dark secrets of her husband's life? What would she do if she realized she was married to a Mafia leader? The crucial question is: Would she leave him? Would she walk away from him for good? However, this is Rudra's love we're discussing, so the likelihood of her leaving him is slim. But what will be the result of this situation? ___________________________________________

His face dipped in the crook of her neck. She was caged in between the cupboard and his hand. His one hand was beside her head, and the one was on her waist. He inhaled deeply, his nose grazing the soft skin of her neck. She shivered and cluthched her saree tightly in her hands . He backed away slightly, only met her gaze as their eyes looked. The dominance, desire, and hint jealousy did'nt go unnoticed by her. His eyes moved to her lips, but as she took a deep yet shaky breath, he backed away slightly. His hands cuped her throat, and his fingers rubbed it softly. "𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭," he whispered, his voice laced with danger and his tone hiding something beneath it. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐀𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐮𝐥𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢 a man who belongs from the famous business family in India. He is not a sunshine type but a type who has the power to finish anyone just in the blink of an eye. He never wanted to marry in his late 20s his aim was to take his company on first place in an international market. 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐚 a woman who belongs from a very well-known business family she never had interest in her family business and her family respected that she is a graphic designer . She is a sunshine girl who is kind to everyone, and always has a smile on her face but what will happen when she is forced to marry aryan?? What wil happen when both the opposite will marry each other?? °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Her back hit the bookshelf with a soft thud, sending a few books tumbling to the floor. Rudransh didn't flinch. His gaze was locked on her lips, one hand wrapped firmly around her waist, the other slowly dragging up her spine. "You think I brought you here just to read?" he whispered, voice rough. Nitya's breath caught as his thumb brushed the curve beneath her chin. "Then why did you?" He leaned closer, lips barely grazing her ear. "Because this is the one place no one dares interrupt me." Then, before she could say another word, his mouth crushed onto hers-demanding, raw, possessive. Books watched. Shadows danced. Her hands found his shirt, fingers fisting the fabric as his teeth grazed her lower lip. And in that moment, nothing mattered but the taste of secrets and sin. ********************************************* Tropes Forced Marriage Age gap Grumpy × Sunshine MML is obsessed with MFL with capital O Characters FL - Nitiya Maheshwari (26 years) An extrovert, carefree, and a famous sketcher. She is famous for sketching historical royal families across the globe. ML - Rudransh Singh Rathore (32 years) An extremely cold man, more precisely the upcoming king of Rajasthan. He has extruded an aura of ice. He is not a man of many words. Once he decides something, there's no going back. He can accept anything but disrespect and disobedience. For more peep out in the book & get your gears high to join them in Rudransh's Possession. Your Writer Purva Narang Ranks: #7 in Royal Romance - 06/03/2025