18+ Mature content!! 80s romance book~~ Daily Updates!! A soft girl Gulab from little village got married to Captain Shivender Singh. Dive in to know about their story and witness their soft yet intense love. If you like stories with kuchu puchu romance and lot of romantic scenes.... this is the right choice✨🤏. I promise in every chapter you would feel the literal butterflies roaming in your stomach🦋🦋. With each dialog from Our Fauji saheb, you would scream into your pillow a little more👻💃!!! And not to forget, you would love the shy and innocent Gulab🌹

⚠️ Content Warning: 🔞 In a quiet village where traditions rule and whispers travel faster than the wind, Lila lives a simple life-until one moment changes everything. Rudra Thakur is powerful, feared, and impossible to ignore. A man with a past no one dares to question and a presence that bends rules in his favor. When his path crosses Lila's, their worlds collide in a way neither of them expected. What begins as fear slowly turns into something far more complicated-pull, resistance, curiosity, and emotions Lila doesn't fully understand. But in a world where power decides fate, can feelings ever be truly free? Is this protection... or control? Is this desire... or something darker? And most importantly- will Lila choose her own path, or will it be chosen for her? --- ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains: - Dark themes - Power imbalance between characters - Emotional manipulation - Age-gap dynamics - Intense and morally complex relationships Reader discretion is advised. This is a work of fiction and does not promote harmful behavior in real life. --- Note from Author: This is a slow-burn dark romance exploring complex emotions, choices, and consequences.

"That's it. Take it in. Your mouth is going to need a lot of stretching before we can start the real treatment." He began to pump his hips, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She gagged as he hit the back of her throat, her eyes watering. He didn't stop, though. He continued to thrust in and out, his balls slapping against her chin. "That's it, Maya," he he groaned, his hands gripping her hair. "Take it all. You're doing great. 's your first time, and I'm going to nearly make you choke on it. That's what a good patient does, isn't it?" He pulled back slightly, then thrust forward again, deeper than before. His cock was now buried to the hilt, his balls resting against her chin. He stared down at her, his eyes dark with lust. "You're so tight, Maya," he said, it's so hot and wet in your mouth. You're milking my cock with your throat." He picked up the pace, his hips pistoning in and out of her mouth. She gagged and choked, her eyes watering as he used her mouth like a fuck toy. He watched her struggle to breathe, her lips stretched around his thick shaft. "That's it, Maya," he commanded, his voice dripping with cruelty. "You have to take it all. Don't stop until I tell you to stop. Your mouth is a tool for my pleasure, and I'm going to use it until I'm satisfied." He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back, forcing her to look at him. His cock was still buried deep in her mouth, he could feel her tongue swirling around the nearly broke as he looked at her face. Her eyes were watery, her lips were red and swollen from the friction. He grinned, showing his teeth. "You look so good with my cock in your mouth, Maya," he said, "You're a natural-born cocksucker. You're going to be my favorite patient."

He wanted a quiet, mature wife. She wanted laughter, freedom... and a little mischief. In a sleepy 1970s village, Sarpanch Devraj was all discipline, strength, and responsibility. At 29 , he believed he knew exactly what he wanted in a wife-a calm, composed partner who would fit seamlessly into his orderly world. Then Meena arrived. Barely 19, full of life, charm, and mischief, she was nothing like he expected-and everything he never knew he needed. Her playful teasing, bright eyes, and unpredictable antics threatened to turn his serious, perfect world upside down. Their arranged marriage was supposed to be simple. Instead, it became a whirlwind of laughter, stolen glances, heated arguments, and quiet moments of unexpected closeness. As sparks fly and boundaries blur, Devraj slowly learns that a wife's true strength isn't in quiet obedience-it's in the chaos, love, and fire she brings to your life.

Brotherhood Billionaire #3 Dedication ~ To All The Girls Who Had A Crush And Got Their Hearts Broken. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She was just an acquaintance for him seven years back. Noting should have changed even now. But now his obsession with her is touching new heights. Veer Pratap Singh Rana next in line to take over his generation old Real estate business. His goal is to make his late father proud. Rude and arrogant. The only thing he has time for is his family and business. But now he has an obsession. Aarna Rao had everything one day and lost everything in the blink of an eye. She fell and she rose even higher. Bubbly and loved by all who meet her. Only one man matters to her. Whom she can't hurt. She thought that her obsession with a certain Man was over years ago. Who broke her heart. What will happen when destiny binds them in a marriage. Her Obsession ended His started. Mature !! ( 18+)

"Oye mister I know you are my boss but it doesn't mean you can come to my home at midnight " I say .. As usual he is standing looking at me with no expression and he say in his deep voice and angry "are you pregnant with my baby?" . " yeah so, are you here for ask me this at midnight you can ask me that in morning ". when are you going to tell me that? he asked me in angry. maybe never I say in very low voice..... so if you want to know what happened to a bihari girl who come to USA for a work and meet with his arrogant boss and become accidentally pregnant with his child ... To join her journey read the story..

#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju

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Woh ek gareeb si seedhi-saadhi ladki thi - sapno se bhari, par haalaat se tooti hui. 💔 Kismat ne usse gaon ke Sarpanch se byaah diya - ek aisa rishta jisme baatein toh bahut thi, par khamoshiyan aur bhi zyada. Ek saal tak dono ke beech sirf sannata raha... jaise alfaaz kahin kho gaye ho. 💭 Galatfahmiyan, samaaj ka dabav, aur unke beech ki doori - sabne dil ke darwaze band kar diye. Par waqt ke saath, wahi khamosh nazrein bolna seekh gayi... Woh nafrat dheere-dheere mohabbat mein badal gayi. 💞 Aur ab kahani wahi hai - jahan izzat se shuru hua rishta, pyaar par khatam hota hai. Ek aisi 90s love story, jahan gaon ki galiyon mein bhi ishq ki khushboo bas gayi hai. 🌿 Tropess >arrange marriage >90s village story >innocent girl×bold man