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

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Princess Nayantara of Indragarh's marriage was fixed with King Rudra Raj Singh well known for his cold nature and cruelty on battle field, But Nayantara was falling for soldier who come in her kingdom injured. She introduce herself as princess maid, Tara to him. But destiny played his game, the soldier believed to be Raj was non other than king Rudra himself. They both fall in love without knowing each other identity. This story of love, lies, duty and sacrifice. The saga of - RudraTara

"I told you to make sure nothing happens to him didn't I?" he said with pure anger dripping from his tone. "i--i--I'm sorry please forgive me I didn't mean to"I stuttered lowly,praying he lets this slide. "You're sorry?,if Priyanka got there one second later do you know what would have happened to him?"he reminded me of my incompetence as a mother. "You hurt him!"he seethed "Strip!" My breath hitched,I was done for,I was careless and fire almost burned our only child,my dear veer...... I hurt our only child and now ansh will hurt me too. ************************************************ FIVE YEARS BACK Rajkumari Saloni desai,the princess of Shitanpura"a province known for their unjust behavior and prostitution"but the royal family are trying their best to put an end to the bad reputation...... saloni the young princess was invited to a feast with her father as his partner for the night....there she crossed paths with... Yuvraaj Rayansh Singh Raghuvanshi,the crown prince of Amer who just got back from the war camp in agra ...his gaze landed on saloni at the feast and he determined she'll be his come what may.

Ruhi Mehta is just a normal college girl. Books, classes, juice with her best friend Ekansh Roy, that's all she wanted. But her world shatters the day she learns the truth about her father's bosses. They are not ordinary men. They are the Rajvansh triplets, Abhi, Abhay, and Abheer. Ruthless. Rich. Feared. The kind of men people whisper about but never dare to face. Men who hate women, men who built their empire on blood and sins. When Ruhi is brought into their company one day, she thinks it will be one short visit. Instead, the triplets see her innocence... and decide they want her. Not one of them. All three. Even if it means caging her, marrying her by force, and turning her life into a storm she can't escape. Her father risks everything to save her, but once she becomes their wife, there is no way back. Life continues, but now with guards, jealous stares, dark obsession, and nights that blur the line between fear and love. The triplets control her every move, hate her closeness with her gay bestie, and burn with jealousy she doesn't understand. Slowly, between threats, punishments, twisted care, and unwanted tenderness, Ruhi begins to see the broken boys hiding behind the monsters. Boys with a past darker than hell. But can the softest heart really love three devils? Or will their bloodstained hands drag her down forever? Three devils. One captive heart. Vote. Comment. Follow. ♥️

"Children, Daddy has said that Daddy's penis was made only to suck the sperm of your vagina. Will you still distance me from yourself? I never allowed myself to dream of lying with him on the bed as his bed partner. I never harbored the desire to hover around rich men. I never wanted to sign a contract with my friend's sugar daddy. Only until my brother, who was to become the support of my mother's old age, did not become bedridden in front of her, and the mountain of becoming the sole responsibility of my family did not suddenly break upon me."

(🐯) Tae: "No matter what comes... I promise to love you as my husband." (🐰) Jk: "That promise will be your biggest mistake." . . . Kim Taehyung was always different - soft, beautiful, and impossible to ignore. Growing up, he was the center of attention wherever he went, but behind those gentle smiles lived a heart that quietly beat for only one person... his cousin, Jeon Jungkook. While Taehyung loved him from afar since childhood, Jungkook saw something else - arrogance, distance, and a presence that always overshadowed him. To Jungkook, Taehyung was everything he disliked. Years later, Taehyung returns after completing his studies, holding onto the same unspoken love... only to find his world shatter. Jungkook is in love - not with him, but with Taehyung's own sister. And their wedding is just around the corner. Living under the same roof, hiding a love he was never supposed to feel, Taehyung must watch the man he loves slip further away each day. But what happens when buried emotions begin to surface, truths come undone, and hearts start to question what they really want? Is love something we choose... or something that chooses us, even when it's forbidden?

Taehyangi, an orphan girl raised by a distant relative, was brought into the Jeon household after an arranged alliance with Jungkook, the youngest and most cold-hearted son. Though the family welcomed her with love, Jungkook never accepted her. He never forgave fate for tying him to someone he never chose. Taehyangi remained respectful, kind, and deeply loving towards everyone-especially Jungkook. But sometimes, silence breaks louder than screams, and today, his words will shatter her completely in front of the people she now calls her family.

My possessive husband same as RagLak story

⚠️ Mature Content Ahead... © Copyrighted... All Rights Reserved... Season Two of the beloved series Nikkah: A Love Story , the story that made every reader fall for Sidharth Sheikh Ahmed & Shehnaazz Mirza. Shehnaazz Mirza was the kind of girl who blushed at her own shadow , soft-spoken, shy like the moonlight, and untouched by the world's cruelty. And he... Sidharth Sheikh Ahmed - the Chief Minister. A man carved from power and silence. Feared by crowds. Obeyed by enemies. Respected as Sarkar. No one dared to look into his eyes... But she did. With fear. With innocence. With a softness he never knew he needed. Their nikkah was written in their destiny Which is most beautiful thing in their lives. The man who never had time for love... the man who believed relationships were distractions... fell the hardest. For her. Only her. Behind closed doors, the world's strongest man turns gentle. He watches her blush, and hear her innocence filled of questions.. and loses himself in the innocence that belongs only to him. But love this intense never comes without storms. Enemies rise. Politics turn dangerous. Her safety becomes his weakness. And his possessiveness becomes her strength...their love turned deeper then anyone can imagine... Two souls .. one shy, another powerful... one calm , anthor Strom .... This isn't just a nikkah. It's a promise. A fire. A bond written by destiny itself. Welcome to Season Two.... where love becomes obsession, and Shehnaazz becomes truly... Claimed by Sarkar. ❤️🔥