'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

Esha Arora, the top model of NYC. A siren, blessed with the face of a goddess and cursed with a past that she can't escape. After losing her parents five years ago in a tragic car crash which happens to be planned, what will happen when New York's best cyber security firm's owner Aarav Rai Singhania offers a mutual benefit agreement? He finds her parent's murderer but in return, she carries his child. But why did Aarav choose Esha when he could've gotten anyone? Just because she's the top model of NYC and matches his status? Or there's more to it? but the main question is will the agreement benefit them or shatter their lives?

BOOK TWO OF DARK SERIES "Jo karta hun puri shiddat se karta hun, abb chahe woh nafrat hi sahi. Aur uss nafrat ki hadd junoon mein badal gayi. Tumhe paane ka junoon". ~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•°~•° Reyansh Rai Singhania, 28 years old, a billionaire and King of his own business Empire. Cunning, notorious and loves to play dirty games to trap his prey. But behind the facade of cruel bastard resides a broken man who was despised by his own family, who left him at his worst, he is all alone in need of a companion. Aastha Rajput, 26 years old, a doctor thriving to reach heights of success. She's kind to those who deserves and has potential to show right place to the jerks. Her 'go and fuck off' attitude indeed keeps them far away from her. She's getting engaged to her old school crush unaware of the upcoming storm. When fate plays, it plays hard, it will throw you in the games that were never meant to be yours. "You let him touch you, my minx, do you know what I do to them who touch my property? His words were dangerously calm, an invitation of death. "He's my fiance, for god's sake, he has all rights over me w----- "Never.ever.repeat.that. or I might fvck you right in front of him, and no one can stop me". He uttered grinding his teeth. It's true though, he is capable of crossing all boundaries, what he said is probably easiest for him. "I'm not your property". I spat back, knowing very well, it ignited his rage. "Ohh really, my minx . He stepped forward, his eyes darker than earlier. "keep that in mind, you're mine to ruin, mine to claim and mine to break". I don't want to accept but that's true, the leash of my life is in his hands.... It's him and me, end of the story, even if he's the villain. "Just like I save people, I can kill too. Get lost before I rip your limbs out". Plagiarism is highly prohibited 🚫

-𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒- "This was just an arrangement" I stared into oblivion repeating the same words he offered me the night of our wedding. He stepped closer to me lifting my chin with a finger and I resisted a shiver triggered just by his mere stare "Look me in the eye and say that" my heart clenched and I blinked when the tears threatened to suffocate me. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 ༺❀༻ 𝙄𝙩𝙞 𝘿𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙧𝙖𝙟𝙜𝙞𝙧, a perfect enthusiast of happiness and a jolly personality. Coming from a well reputed business family she was expected to marry off for the sake of strengthening a successful alliance. But that was ever her dream, to have a fairytale of her own. 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙫 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙧, a person exhaustively devoted to the empire he created. Known for his extreme silence even at the sour times. When the two opposite souls were bound together by the thread of marriage. Who will be chosen by Love and who would it break? Iti x Manav