He bent his head and spoke into my mouth, his lips hovering over mine, but not kissing me "If you know how hard I'm trying to control myself, you wouldn't have done that". My stomach dropped and I felt a throb between my legs, I myself needed self control. ••• Aisha Abubakar , A young Ambitious lady who was married to a multi millionaire 'Bilal Muhammad Kabir' who was popularly known as Sarki(King) because of the fear and respect people had for him due to the wealth and power he acquired at his young age. Aisha was scared of commitment because of her past, while Bilal doesn't love because he believes love is a weakness and besides he only has time for his work and nothing else. See how the couples will slowly but surely fall in love.

INTRODUCTION OF WHAT A LIFE! (...the fights of a lonely woman). The story is a Nigeria base one. It's about a girl, whose been left alone in this world to suffer! Her parents and siblings were victims of an accident on their way to visit her in her boarding school. The girl, passed through hell and was even raped, accused and humiliated in different ways. Life was tho on her and just when she gave up and turned bad, life smiled on her! It is truly, the life of a lonely woman! 😣 The strange question is, was life waiting on her to turn bad or was it just her fate/destiny? Funny question but that's a fact tho. Most persons found peace just when they've given up on fighting. ________________________ Ranking #2 on courtcase for more than two months now. Now ranking #2 for maltreatment for 7days.

Bilal & Rahma "Well let's say you don't fall in love with me or even like me in like let's say in a year ? " Bilal gripped the steering wheel as he made a turn , he was nervous again " if I decide to let you go to make you happy will that be alright ? He continued and swallowed He waited for her answer as he glanced at her ,he couldn't see her face very well because of the dark after what felt like forever she replied with " I don't know " *********** Read about rahama a young mischievous girl with a heart of gold , her dream is to become a lawyer and fulfill her fathers dream but what happens when she is married off before she completes her studies ? , will she be able to complete her studies?, What happens when her husband start to fall in love with her ? Rahama or Rahma Note this is a very happy book !

{Completed} Copyright © 2020 Nadia Ahmad Lawal, known as Bibi, is a young lady filled with hope and love, despite being raised by just her mother after being abandoned by her father as a baby, Bibi's world is turned upside down when she discovers her father's secrets and as part of the family's new beginnings, Bibi is reluctantly forced to marry her cousin. However, her cousin, just as unwilling, decides to marry his girlfriend -someone who despises Bibi. Together, they make it their mission to turn Bibi's life into a living nightmare. What begins as a new chapter for Bibi quickly becomes a battle for her happiness and survival as she faces betrayal, cruelty, and the fight for her place in the life of a person she never asked for. This work "Life without you" published under this account is an original story written by me, larh_writes. No part of my book may be copied, reposted, translated, or adapted without my explicit written permission. Support originality. Respect the writer. Copyright © 2020 All rights reserved

Jadelola Adebayo. She wasn't royalty. She wasn't billionaire-born. But she was brilliant with her hands, her designs slipping across Lagos society like silk - literally. She told herself it was only business. She told herself she would present the sketches, bow politely, and leave. But destiny has a way of rearranging careful plans. Because somewhere in the palace, descending from his own convoy with the slow arrogance of a man who had never been denied, was Prince Damilola Damien Adediran. And when his path collided with hers, Lagos itself seemed to pause. The city would remember their story. The blogs would feast on whispers of it. But in this moment, the world had no idea. All that existed was the dangerous pull between a woman who thought herself safe within marriage, and the Prince who had already chosen her - the one he would name Arike. She scowled, though her pulse betrayed her. "I told you before. I'm married. I don't belong to you." He stepped closer, closing the distance in unhurried strides until her back grazed the wall. His hand lifted, not touching, just hovering by her cheek. "Say it again, Arike. Louder this time. Maybe then I'll believe you." Her breath caught. "You're shameless." "Mm." His grin widened, vulgar and beautiful all at once. "Shameless enough to imagine what your lips taste like when you're angry. Shameless enough to want to hear you gasp my name the way you're gasping now." "Stop." Her palms pressed against his chest. Firm muscle beneath the fabric. Too warm. Too alive. He groaned, deep and rough, the sound vibrating under her touch. "Every time you touch me, Arike, you make it worse. Do you know that?" "I'm not-" she stammered, but he cut her off, voice dipping lower. "You think I don't see the way your pulse jumps when I look at you? The way you bite your lip when you're trying to hold back? Don't lie to me, ìfé mi. Your body betrays you

When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

What if you get married into a wealthy family... and suddenly you're living under one roof with your mother-in-law, your sister-in-law, and people who already have their own rules? Ayeesharrh didn't expect it to feel like this. The silence. The tension. The way nobody says anything... but everything is understood. Zayyad is not the kind of man you read easily. He speaks less. Feels less. Shows nothing. And now she's in his world. A world that doesn't adjust for her.

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

Complicated. That's the only word powerful enough to describe the legendary Rathore Royal Family of Marwar-where crowns are heavy, hearts are heavier, and love is the most dangerous battlefield of all. Three brothers. Three marriages. And a web of emotions that threatens to destroy the very empire they rule. Abhimaan Pratap Singh Rathore-the ruthless king, the cold-hearted CEO, the man who rules an empire but guards his heart behind unbreakable walls. Two years into marriage, he remains untouched by love, leaving his queen Aadiya of Mewar-the proud eldest daughter-in-law-fighting a lonely battle for a place in her husband's frozen heart. Abhimanyu Pratap Singh Rathore-the loyal second son, bound by duty and gratitude to his elder brother. Married to Naina, a woman who once believed her destiny was tied to the wrong brother. Trapped between marriage vows and forbidden feelings, Naina's heart harbors a love she was never meant to have. And then there is Rudraveer Pratap Singh Rathore-the youngest prince, reckless, protected, and unapologetically rebellious. When duty demanded a royal bride, he chose love instead-marrying Samaira, a servant's daughter, shaking the very foundation of Rathore royalty and igniting whispers, rebellion, and scandal across kingdoms. In a world where power outweighs emotions, where love is forbidden, and loyalty is tested at every turn- how long before hearts rebel against crowns? Welcome to the Rathores- where every relationship is a war, every marriage hides a secret, and love may just be the downfall of royalty itself.

On the verge of tears, she smiled. ~~~~~ "I have noticed a thing about you; you don't like being treated like a lady. You prefer being treated with force - like an animal. Am I wrong?" He smirked. That is because I am already used to it - she thought. ~~~~~ Read the story of Bilal, an abusive husband and Zynah, an eccedentesiast! - a woman who hides her pains behind a smile. Behind the smile, is a story you would never be able to comprehend. Completed - 22/4/2020