[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

Rehan Ali Khan (32) You're forever caged with me cherry. Misha Siddiqui (21) Please husband, cage me forever in this hell. ___________________________________________ Obsession begins where freedom ends. True affection allows the other person to exist independently, as a separate consciousness. But obsession refuses this separation. It seeks to collapse the distance between "self" and "other," not through understanding, but through control. The obsessed mind does not ask, "Who are you?"-it insists, "You are only mine." The more intense the obsession, the less the other person is truly seen. Their autonomy, desires, and flaws are erased, replaced by an idealized or feared version created by the mind. In this sense, obsession is not a relationship-it is a monologue disguised as devotion. Where obsession clings, love lets go. Where obsession consumes, love understands. And where obsession demands, love allows. Rehan's obsession, forbidden desire will forever cage Misha. In the end, fate may not be about what is destined, but about what we do with what is given. Read the full story to know more about Rehan and Misha. ___________________________________________

Highly mature content 18+ ⚠️🔞 BOOK 1 IN *HIS UNHOLY POSSESSION* SERIES. ════ ✦ ✦ ✦ ════ A story born from forbidden Obsession , which soon twisted into possession. TARA SINGH, 30, A doctor to be, soft and sweet, beautiful in a way she never tries to prove carries quiet desires, which her fiance failed to complete. And called her wrong, made her bury it and blamed her for having a cold body Raised by typical parents, who closed her all imagination for love. Tara never once imagined in her life, that the boy she once held in her arms her sister's son, would become the very reason her pulse trembles with fear. Who makes her run and consumes her by his darkness Russia was meant to be her chance for freedom, which her family never gives but, she never expected that the same country would become her nightmare. One she hates and loves at the same time, she never thought her sister's house would close all the doors of going back. AARNAV SHEKHAWAT SINGHANIA, 22, A powerful terrifying man Raised in shadows Shaped by cruelty Had a traumatic childhood loves to crumble innocent, crushing the softness beneath his feet satisfy him, A dark man with an untouchable empire. He liked owning things possessing them and hates sharing She should have stayed away from him. But fate is cruel, and it dragged her straight into his world, who cherished her body, raising her standards. And now he refuses to let her go. Even if she begged even if she ran. Not when she tries to escape Not even when she tries to hurt him Because to him, she was never a choice-she was always his. And he'll drag her back from the edge of freedom, no matter how far she runs No matter how hard she screams. But he never wanted to hurt her. Not unless she gives him a reason to. A story built on tension, slowburn, suspense and obsession. It's a thriller intense messy and has lot of steamyromance, Give this story a chance and read to discover everything yourself❤️. #darkromance

___________________________ "You were mine the second you put your signature on that contract." He looked at me with pure lust and dominance in his eyes. "F*ck you." He smirks and moves closer to me, coming to my side of the booth and caging me against the window. "I'll give you what you want if you do." "And what do I want?" I question, holding eye contact. "My head between your legs." ❀❀❀ "Dating or not... you're still mine." Astoria always thought that the world was set up a certain way. That way being two levels of living. There were the rich people, and then there were the people who could barely afford a pack of ramen noodles. Obviously she was the ladder. She always hated the rich people she would see around the city. They had more money than they needed and didn't think to help the lower people. She was always alone. Her mother died when giving birth to her and her father gave her to her grandmother who died of old age before she could turn 3. She was orphaned and in foster homes her whole life, being alone was all she knew. On top of that her job as an exotic dancer barley covered her bills and she was late 3 months in payment. What was left for her? She had nothing. Until one of the club Clients offers her a deal that may change her life... Read Perfect Storm to find out how this predicament takes place... ❀❀❀ Ratings: #1 Contract - 8|13|2023

Starting her second year of college as a literature major student, Nevaeh Violet was all alone, no friends or family to support her. Having gotten a scholarship to study, she's never been more grateful. Bouncing from foster home to the other, Violet never fit in, she's too shy and nice for her own good. Being all alone, she never got to experience love and care. Being called a freak because of her unique colored eyes, Violet suffers from anxiety and PTSD from past events making Violet struggle to make friends. *** Five mafia kings, all searching for their queen. 'The Rulers' as people call them, have all been searching for their one. They aren't related by blood, but they treat each other as such. They aren't brothers by blood, but by choice. They've known each other since diapers, they've killed and got hurt for each other. They're the most dangerous mafias to ever exist for their brutal ways and ruthless looks. They share everything, ever since they were young, as teenagers they all made a pact that they'll share the one once they find her. But after coming empty handed after searching for years, they decide to act as professors and see if they find the one. What happens when they meet innocent and broken Violet? Will they be able to fix her broken heart or will it be too late? Violet is an orphan, or is she? Read to find out!!! Book covers and aesthetics by _navy_bluee_ *** # 1 anxiety attacks # 1 polyamory # 1 reverse harem # 1 kings # 1 daddies # 1 care # 1 18plus

"Bastard." She whispered. "Your bastard." He whispered back. ~~~~~~~~★~~~~~~~~ A shy at first girl but wild once you get to know her. Her innocence is nothing but mock. Behind her curious, innocent eyes lie a woman who'll make their knees shake. In more ways than one. When she meets three of the most handsome, devilish, and sinful men to exist, she can't help but wish she could have them all. And that she does. When things hit its peak, she has all three of them wrapped around her finger. Despite them being her dominants. As the past catches up to them, secrets are revealed. Feelings are hurt. And blood is shed. An angel with her wings dipped in blood. • • • WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS VERY MATURE SCENES AND LANGUAGE. IT IS A SOMEWHAT SLOWBURN, BUT THINGS MOVE A BIT QUICKLY. IT WILL ALSO BE A LONG ONE.

# 3in truth out of 37.3k stories "Him thrusting into her like an animal, while the other was sucking her breasts." Yugveer: "How dare you go near him!" Ira (crying): "Please... it's hurting! Aah! Do it a little slower. I'll never go near any other man again!" Ranveer: "Baby, what can we do now? You should have thought of that before going near that man. This punishment will remind you that you are ours-to ruin, to cherish, ours to live with." Character Descriptions Ranveer Rathore - 32-year-old King of Rajasthan. Calculating, dominant, calm on the outside but dangerous within. Yugveer Rathore - 30-year-old King of Jodhpur. Secret mafia leader, has anger issues, flirty but only with her Ira Malhotra - 21-year-old innocent girl, abused by her parents. She never knew what real love felt like, she is a broken girl The Rathore brothers-Ranveer and Yugveer-refused to marry two rich girls, fearing it would lead to fights, jealousy, and division of their empire. They decided to marry one poor, innocent girl who would obey them and never threaten their bond. For the world, she would be the wife of one. But in secret, she would belong to both. But what happens when they unexpectedly fall in love with her? What happens when one girl becomes the heartbeat of two dangerous kings? But when some people despise this marriage will they let them be happy or something bad will occur

Story of a Young Couple who are in love since childhood and satisfying their lust. This story is more about lust instead of love, this story is dirty, smutty and highly mature.

''𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔'' | | MATURE CONTENT 18+ | | ''I have a boyfriend'' ''No, you don't'' his smirk was so dark and unhinged, just as his whole figure ''He is my boyfriend. One day he will be my husband as well.' ''Will he want you as bad as he does now when he finds out his innocent girl screamed my name while I was deep inside her and those lips he kiss are the same that have been chocking around my cock? '' I stayed silent as his smirk grew even bigger. ''Yeah, I don't think so either, sweetheart'' • • • BOOK 2 FROM SINFUL SERIES.

𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) Kusum who is 21 year old is about to marry Rajeev Thakur, a 30-year-old schoolmaster - a man of few words, sharp discipline, and silent grief. He's known in the village as a man who keeps to himself, always seen either with books or lost in thoughts under the neem tree near the school. He's marrying kusum not out of love, but out of family pressure and a sense of duty. Unlike most brides at that time, Kusum wasn't nervous or shy. Her heart fluttered not with fear, but with excitement. She eager to begin her own love story, believes her marriage will bloom like the old love tales of her grandparents. Little does she know that the man she's marrying has locked away his heart, and she is stepping into a house that still holds the silent scent of another woman - the one who once wore the sindoor she now will. Yes, you guys are correct. Rajeev is a widower. His first wife, Gulaab, whom he loved deeply and unconditionally, passed away due to some illness, leaving behind a void so deep that he buried his emotions with her pyre. And yet, love has a way of blooming even in the most barren of places. Will Kusum's warmth melt Rajeev's frozen heart? Or will she become just another duty in his quiet, structured life? English translation is available ✨✨