• 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐭 × 𝐀𝐫𝐳𝐨𝐨 • He grabbed her arms with ruthless strength, pulling her toward him. She collided with his chest, her movement halted, her mind struggling to catch up. Without hesitation, he claimed her lips. The kiss was fierce, untamed, like a wild force pressing into her. She faltered, instinctively pushing against his chest, but he did not yield. When he finally released her, his teeth clenched and his eyes smoldered with intensity. She met his gaze, anger and shock mixing within her. "How dare you!" she shouted. "Don't you dare," he growled. Their voices collided, both sharp and defiant. Then he seized her arms again, his grip merciless. His voice dropped low, cold, commanding: "Your lips... only mine to devour." Warning: Adult content. Enter responsibly.

Her breath hitched. Her eyes flickered with fear, but something stubborn and unbreakable inside her refused to bend. Slowly... quietly... she said it. "I want a divorce." For a moment, nothing happened. Then he stepped back. The silence stretched painfully between us. I stared at him, confused, my heart still pounding wildly in my chest. Then he spoke. His voice was low, commanding, and final. "Strip. Now." - Mature content ahead!