"You walked into the lion's den, sweetheart," he whispered, stepping closer. "And lions don't let go so easily." He looked down at her leg, at her trembling hands, and the fear in her eyes. "A beautiful young girl like you," he chuckled, "shouldn't have come here alone. You should have brought help beforehand, thought about your safety first." She tried again. Nothing.Her hands began to shake. She looked up at him, horror dawning in her eyes. "You planned this." He chuckled darkly. "No. But I don't exactly leave loose ends." She gulped, realizing she'd taken a foolish step and landed into the lion's den. His amusement faded, replaced by a dark intensity. His eyes seemed to bore into her soul. He closed the door, the sound echoing through the room. His gaze roamed her face, her skin now a pale canvas of fear. "Beautiful," he whispered, his voice laced with satisfaction.He examined her wounded leg, his touch gentle. "Now, you're my hostage too,"he murmured."No not just my hostage,but rightfully mine.I won you." Her eyes snapped open. "I didn't want to involve you,"he continued, "but seems like fate has different plan." Her gaze fell, shame and fear mingling.His fingers brushed against her wounded leg. Her tears landed on her lap.Her mind raced with worst-case scenarios.His fingers lifted her chin. "You should've brought an army, sweetheart.Not just a pretty face." Mishti Gupta,an emotionally unstable 21 years old girl. Sometimes too much kind and sometimes way too bold. Freckles and crooked teeth. Underestimates herself. But what happens when she gets to know that somewhere in the dark,a brooding tall, muscular and coldly handsome criminal dude is worshipping her from the dark? Dreaming of a future with her? Will she be frightened? Will she run? Or she will start getting attracted towards his charming devotion making him overly obssesive for her?

She was sitting on his bed when he entered his room, noticed his newly wedded wife whome he married today forcefully, because she wasn't ready to marry him. He come towards her and hold her hand in his her face was pale with no expression. Akshat- jaan say something why are you so quite hmm ?..........she look in his eyes with tears but didn't said anything. Akshat- jaan mera Shona I know you are angry but it's important to do or else someone will stole you from me and you know I can't loose you........he caress her hairs. Rudvi- you are insane..........she gritted her teeths. Akshat- it's not good to disrespect to your newly wedded husband my Shona, go change your clothes, your clothes are in closet.........she was wearing her college uniform, when she was coming back from college he kidnapped her then marry her forcefully. Without saying anything she left to change her dress, here Akshat settle on bed properly making place for her to sleep, after sometime she come back she find him on his side without saying anything she laid on her place and closed her eyes. After confirming that she slept deeply Akshat hold her face in his palms and peck her lips, he again kiss her but this time deeply he shuck her lips deeply he bite her on upper lips making her whined in sleep he patted her head then lay on his side taking her in his arms. Akshat- you are only mine Shona no one can snatch you from me, today I let you sleep but I promise soon your every night will be pleasurable and sleepless cause I'm not gonna stop after that until sleep peacefully as much as you can.

Singhania Series- Book 1 Three Heirs Married Three Girls (like Forcibly) . . . "Vansh''try to gain His attention but failed. "Vansh I heard something about you" Now vansh look at her. "What" "That.....you hate girls so much"She is like shuttering,bcoz she know what is going to happen with her. With out saying anything Vansh Attacks her lips and starts to suck it hungryly. She was full in shock that she forget to do any action.when Vansh bite her lower lip,she gain her attention and try push him but can't bcoz he still now pins her hands above her head. . . . "Then if you Agree that you are my wife and I am your husband then give me my rights......opsss actually I doesn't want your permission.........I have full rights on you"while pin her on the wall. "Veer am not your slave or a toy " "One mistake darling.....you are my slave....my s*x toy"while smirking. Arzh High her hand to slap him but Veer hold her hand and pin both hand to her back. "Ahhhh Veer it's Hurting please leave my hands" "Wrong move darling" Then Throw her on bed and hover over her. He started to bite and suck her neck Her boths hands were pinned by his hand ,that's why she can't stop or push him away. . . . "Sweetheart," he whispered in a nasty voice, "I am thirsty." My stomach churned. I crunch nose in disgust, but he snarled- "Don't do that nose thing again. It boils my blood." Before she could react, his mouth latched onto her neck, sucking hard. "Ahhh-Vyom!" she cried, her voice breaking into a moan of pain. She pushed at him, her fragile hands useless against his strength. "This is not right... please let me go... please, I beg you!" "Just shut up."

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞," he growled. "Y-yes," she shuttered. "𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐦 𝐈?" he demanded darkly. "Hu-husband," she gulped hard. "𝐇𝐮𝐡?" he asked, his voice dark. "My hu-usband. My O-owner," she swallowed again. "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥," he said, his voice dripping with authority. -ˋˏ ༻ ❁ ✿ ❀༺ ˎˊ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

"I fucking love you Priya" he shouted. "I'm get...ting m..arrie.d, a..bhi", I stammered. "Exactly baby but not with that asshole" he said huskily near my ear. Suddenly room was filled with hundred of his men who were all set with weapons. ------------------------------------------------- ABHIMANYU RAGHUVANSH SINGHANIA with an ego bigger than a mountain decided to marry Priya Mathur as a poor man and revenge her for the humiliation his father faced. But, ended up falling in love with her. And now he is obsessed with her and is ready to get her back in any way! PRIYA MATHUR a name to be once feared by everyone but one incident changed everything leading to life threatening anger issues and anger. But what happens when the man she loved hard decided to break her heart and then come back for forgiveness. What changed Priya? Why did Abhimanyu decided to marry? WIll they end up together? Will Priya love him again?