When Khushi Kumari Gupta, a fiery, lower-middle-class girl, dares to stand up to a ruthless billionaire after an unexpected street altercation, she unknowingly marks herself for revenge. Arnav Singh Raizada-cold, powerful, and unforgiving-vows to destroy the girl who dared to defy him. Fate brings her into his world again, not as an equal, but as his pawn. When lies are exposed and debts can't be paid, Arnav makes her an offer she cannot refuse

Story set in 1930s He is looking at me like I am his meal . I don't know what to do so I just stand still. "Come here sugandha "he said in a low yet dangerous voice.Its been years I last hear his words.I slowly went towards him and stand beside him. He pulled me and made me sit in his lap.He slowly lift my head and trace his finger on my forehead while traveling it through my eyes,nose and lips. He insert his middle finger in my mouth and command me to lick.I don't know what it is and how to lick it. He chocked on my neck enough to pass oxygen. "I don't like to repeat my self sugandha, lick it like a good girl." he said to me in a dangerous voice. I obeyed him and lick his finger. He removed his finger with a pop sound and trace his finger through my neck ,breasts and navel. I don't know what this feeling is but something weird is happening in my stomach which I can't control. He suddenly cup his hand on my pussy through my saree and press it. I instantly adopted these weird feeling and an unknown sound escape through my mouth. "Who these pussy belongs to sugandha" he asked while gazing into my eyes .I don't know what to say,I feel very shy under his gaze.I close my eyes in a trance. "Don't I said to not repeat my self" he said in a dangerous voice . With out any warning he put his hand under my skirt and trace his finger on my clit in a rhythmic pace . "All wet for me my little slut Now tell me who these pussy belongs to ",he asked again. I don't know why it feel little weird in. good way when he calls me slut and his fingers did wonder and an unknown feeling raised in my stomach. "Ah, um,ahhh, it belongs to yours ji".I said with out controlling my body and mouth. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ HIGHLY MATURED, VIOLENCE,SMUT, RAPE SCENES, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. ONLY FOR 18+ READERS. RANKINGS #1 in anger_04/06/2024 #1 in 1930s _ 23/06/2024 #1 in wattpad India_ 01/09/2024

He is the ruthless billionaire of India. In Ayodhya, everyone is scared of him. Sita, a psychiatrist, got married to Veer cause she didn't want to break the marriage because of the fear she was having. At their first night, Veer gave her some rules to follow. He was cruel. He could do anything to her. But Sita was different. She was the definition of a perfect wife. She never holds any grudge of Veer neither thought bad about him. She wanted to stop him from being the Ravan of her story. She cared for him, she liked him. She wanted to protect him from himself. But Veer was just hungry for power. Sita's presence was affecting his heart, but he was controlling his heart. Will Veer be able to kill the demon inside him? Or he will become the Ravan of this Sita's story? Let's see~

Book 1 of 'Royal Elite' series. A dark romance book!!! 🔞🔞 mature, smut, erotic, adult-content "Take it in your mouth" he asked me to take his cock in my mouth and like a good wife I took it and started sucking. "aaahh....ummm.... aise hi aaaahhh. acha lag raha. Do it just like my good little wife." he moaned and it motivated me and i increased the speed and he soon came in my mouth. 'Now swallowed it all"he patted my head. "ji rana ji" i swallowed it all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It contains a lot of smut😏 Book Tropes Age gap Erotic Adult content Mature Shot Smut ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

The story is set in late 1980s. A woman who has full faith in her husband and loves him to core and a man who'll do anything to protect his family but finds it hard to express his emotions. Will there story be like every other couple in that era or does fate has something else stored for them? ☆ Warning: This story contains mature themes. Some things (like religion, mention of texts) are written for fictional purposes only. It is completely fictional and based upon my imagination. So I am just giving you guys a heads up if anybody feels offended. Readers discretion is advised.

It was just 5 am in the morning. My husband, children and my in-laws all seem to be in deep slumber and I was cleaning the whole house. Only god knows how much work I need to do today. I just sometimes wonder, do all HOUSEWIVES lead their lives like me or is it just me! Guess I will never find out.... ------------------- "Anjali, have you ironed my clothes yet? I have to go to school" "Ma , where is my tiffin?" "Ma , where is my other sock? " "Bahu, where is my morning tea? " "Can't you even complete this much work? What can I even expect from you?" ------------------- My name is Anjali, an ordinary Housewife living in Sonaropur, a small village. A victim of child marriage I must add. My day starts with work and ends with work. And my husband, he is... just busy... with his profession... ------------------- "Will u ever love me? I know we were forced into this in our childhood but still I am the mother of your 3 children... Don't I deserve this much?" Anjali said looking into my eyes. I couldn't meet her eyes . After all I am also partly responsible for those tears. But I promise from today SHE WON'T NEVER, I REPEAT NEVER CRY.

neha - j-ji m-mujhe jaane dijiye p-please (p-ease let m-me go) suraj - na.... jaan Aaj Nhi chhodunga Tumhe *smrik* if you want to know what is happening then read full story ❤

1970s Rajasthan The story of a innocent timid girl who is married to a man who is fourteen years older than her. Belonging to conservative families, will they ever make a perfect match or their relationship will be stucked in the social evils of the society of that time? Peep in to find out! Started - 30/05/2023 Ended - 04/01/2024 Mature content, abusive words & domestic violence

" You know very well why I married you?" He asked rudely. She replied controlling her tears," Yes, for your children." Then, he said calmly," If I find any kind of carelessness from your side regarding my children then trust me you will see the worst side of me." She remained silent when he shouted," Words, woman!!" " Yes, I won't give you any chance of complaining," She shuttered and a satisfied smile formed on his lips. Then, he declared stabbing her already wounded heart," I can never give you the place which my wife holds in my heart. You are just a substitute of her." Maryam, A 25-year-old woman just wanted nothing but a happy family with her long time lover. But, do we get what we want always? Copyright ©️ 2022 by Artemisia. Don't steal my work. Plagiarism is strictly prohibited.