Silken Leash - Taekook Mafia AU · Dark Romance · Mpreg He was sold like property. But worshipped like a god. Taehyung - soft, spoiled, and dangerously stunning - is sold by his father to pay off a debt. But the man who buys him isn't just any mafia boss. Jeon Jungkook doesn't hurt him. He dresses him. Adorns him. Obsesses over him. Anklets for his perfect legs. Chains for his pretty waist. A bed made of silk, sin, and secrets. But beneath the lace and red wine, Taehyung is fire - bratty, bold, untamed. And Jungkook? He planned this. All of it. "You think I bought you?" "No, princess. I built this world to own you." What begins as a debt turns into worship. What starts as control becomes obsession. And what should've been a transaction... becomes the kind of love that leaves marks. ✦ Dark smut · Powerplay · Brat taming · Worship kink ✦ Mpreg · Obsession · Pretty boy × Cold king ✦ No safe word. No escape. Just silk, sin, and surrender.

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" tumpe hak hai mera .." " hum apki koi chizz nhi hai..." " pati toh ho na ...mere , sirf mere " " afsoos isi baat ka hai.." An egoistic Mafia business man who married the best friend of his fiancee forcefully just because he slapped him in front of everyone due to a misunderstanding ,will this marriage lead them to the love or ruin . Because for a middle class doctor Ishan Kishan marriage is the bond for eternity and for Mafia like Shubman Gill marriage is possession 🔞 Heavy smuts ❌ Forced marriage 🚫 Male conceiver

Title: My Ishu Baby Summary: In this soft, fluffy friends-to-lovers fanfic, Shubman Gill is a possessive, overprotective, and slightly angry top who treats Ishan Kishan like his precious baby. Ishu is the innocent, shy, obedient bottom - loved by the entire Indian cricket team but protected fiercely by Shubman, who calls him sweet names like Ishu baby, princess, and mera baccha. The story follows their everyday moments: Shubman carrying Ishan's kit bag because "baby shouldn't lift heavy things." Shubman feeding Ishu, cuddling him, and glaring at any teammate who makes Ishu blush. ICT team witnessing Shubman's whipped behavior and teasing both like a chaotic desi family. A soft, tearful love confession when Ishan cries thinking Shubman is angry, only to be comforted with "I love you, mera baby." It's pure cute fluff with possessive Shubman, baby Ishu, nicknames, cuddles, jealous glares, and desi-style team drama.

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50 million dollars that was the debt . And the payment is his son. Lucas De Maverick, the ruthless mafia boss who controls the arms trade across Asia, expected power, obedience and silence. He didn't expect Orion, a small, terrified boy with green eyes that never met his own and a voice limited to three words: yes, hm, okay. But silence tells its own story. And Lucas hears it loud and clear. Orion isn't just shy. He's broken. And someone broke him. What begins as a cold transaction spirals into a dangerous obsession, a twisted love and a hunt through the darkest corners of the underworld-for truth, revenge and justice. Because Lucas didn't ask for a heart. But he just found one worth killing for.

In a world that worships certainty and clear lines, two souls find home in the blurred spaces between. One teaches history, quietly carrying the weight of memory. The other builds empires but aches for something real. Their meeting is not thunderous-but a gentle shift, a slow-burning warmth that softens walls built over years. As old wounds stir and forgotten names echo, they learn that love is not loud. It's the silence that stays. The hand that doesn't let go. The smile that says-"I see you, all of you, and I'm still here." A story of tenderness blooming after heartbreak, of laughter in awkward first touches, and of finally letting go of the past-not to forget, but to make space for something true. Because sometimes, the most beautiful love stories aren't perfect. They're simply... beautiful between.

mana ke hum yaar nahi, lo teh hai ke pyaar nahi 5 times they almost confessed + 1 time they did. I impulsively wrote this story. Please vote, comment, and tell me how you like it!

Reyansh was made of softness. small, shy and impossibly sweet . he cries during sad commercials and thinks hug can heal the world Plump pink lips, puffy cheeks, skin that turned rosy if someone even looked too long. He smiled at strangers. Hugged flowers. Apologized to ants. But then Abhimaan singh rathor walked into his life. Cold. Rich. Powerful. A mafia heir with blood on his hands and obsession in his bones. He didn't believe in love. He believed in possession. Now Reyansh lives in a glass penthouse. His flower shop is gone. His freedom, bought. And Abhimaan watches his every move - like a god admiring his favorite creation. > "You were too soft for this world, sweetheart," he whispers. "So I stole you from it." This isn't a love story. This is a velvet trap made of obsession, kisses, and gold handcuffs. Soft boy. Hard man. Deadly love. He smiled at the wrong stranger... Now he belongs to him.