"Where are you babydoll?" Jungkook ask in his dominating voice. Y/n is hiding in the empty classroom as most of the students have already left. Her heartbeat increases as she heard footsteps approaches near her. Suddenly the door open and y/n got frightened. "Come out babydoll I know you are here" Jungkook said "Come out before I count till 3 otherwise you know." "One" "Come on sweetcandy don't make me pissed and like a good girl come out." "Two" "You won't listen to me when I am talking to you sweetly. Fine then be ready to bear the consequences" Y/n let out an ear piercing scream. Jungkook has roughly pull her out that she lost her balance and attached to his well-built body. Jungkook started to move closer to her face and she started to move backwards but Jungkook hold her tight and said in her ear "Three" Anddd............... ________________________________________ She got startled by hearing footsteps approaching her as it is dark here. But suddenly she felt familiar fragrance which she can't forget she shook her head but suddenly goosebumps appeared on her skin she got startled by hearing that voice. "I told you, you can't run away from me suger. I told you I will come back to take you with me. Now you had run enough sleep for sometime" By saying this he put a handkerchief on her nose and she started to struggle but at last lost her consciousness and slept in his arms. Totally unaware of her fate and her mistake by running away from him. _________________________________________ ✅ Mature content ✅ Violence ✅ Torture 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 If you are uncomfortable don't read. ❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗ ⚠️DON'T REPORT ⚠️

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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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A Steamy Romance between a Man ( Krishna Murthy) and a City Woman ( Lasya Naidu) Love After Marriage

Tejendra~~~~~ Loving Drishti was my only truth. Marriage was never supposed to change that. I was forced into this. Forced to take vows with a woman who meant nothing to me. Nayantara was a mistake written in my blood, a punishment I didn't deserve. A wife in name, nothing more. She should have been easy to ignore. Obedient, quiet, everything a perfect wife should be. But she wouldn't stay in the shadows where she belonged. She pushed, she defied, she dared to make me see her. And I hate her for it. Because every time she stands her ground, I falter. Every time she looks at me with those damn unshaken eyes, I forget. Forget that my heart isn't hers to claim. Forget that I was never supposed to want her. But I do. My punishment. My addiction. My downfall. Nayantara~~~~~ I was never meant to love my husband. Not when his heart was never mine to hold. Not when every word he speaks, every glance he gives, is filled with a love that belongs to another woman. I tried. I played the part, whispered the prayers, carried the weight of a marriage that was doomed from the start. But what's the point? A man like Tejendra Pratap will never love me, and I no longer care if he does. I won't beg. I won't wait. I won't waste another second wondering if I'll ever be enough for him. Let him stare. Let him burn. Let him hate the way I no longer flinch under his gaze. My cage. My lesson. My husband.

Bhagya Patil has always been everyone's favorite person-but never anyone's favorite choice. The funny friend. The dependable friend. The girl who lights up every room she walks into. Yet when it came to love, she was always overlooked. Friend-zoned. Rejected. Judged. Mostly because of her weight. Aditya Singh once believed he had found the love of his life. But after a heartbreaking breakup, he is left bitter, emotionally exhausted, and pressured by his family to move on. One impulsive decision changes everything. A marriage proposal. A stranger. A girl he has never spoken to. A marriage neither of them wants for the right reasons. "I'll marry you, but I can't love you." Those words should have made Bhagya walk away. Instead, she said yes. A loveless marriage. A shared home. Two broken hearts. What happens when the girl nobody chose becomes the one person he can't live without?