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Smuts 👄👄 by Aaagggh
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my previous record story is move by wattpad so i am going on my smut again 21+ content for Adults.
𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐲𝐲𝐚𝐧 | 𝟏𝟖+ by authorkaycee
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𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟏 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Highly Mature⚠️⚠️ She never wanted to marry him But destiny had other plans..🥀 ˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:・˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ .:・˚₊ *˚ 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐗 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 "If a single tear left from your eyes this time, I'm gonna fuck you so hard in this damn car until all you can think about is just me and my cock." "Do you get it, Princess?" He said sternly while wiping her tears. "I- I'm s-sorry." She answered, sobbing hard. What will happen when a Cold Handsome Billionaire who has major anger issues & an Innocent girl who got no love from her parents, get married ? Hold onto your belt to experience the love of a ruthless man with highly sexual tension between them!! ✨🌻 It will give you so many butterflies in your whole body!!🦋🦋(Give it a try) 𐙚・⋆・𐙚 Tropes:~ ✧Age Gap ✧Innocent x Pervert ✧He fell first & harder ✧Obsessed MMC ✧Steamy romance The cover is made by me and the story is mine too, So please DO NOT COPY my work.
Village sarpanch and his naive girl  by Seducedbyink
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18+ Mature content🔞 In the quiet village of Sundarpur, lives a girl whose beauty is subtle, her innocence intoxicating. Neelima has always been the sweet, obedient girl next door-gentle, kind, and untouched by the chaos of the world beyond her small home. But when Aaditya Singh, the powerful and feared Sarpanch of the village, enters her life, nothing remains ordinary. Aaditya is a man who commands respect and incites fear, yet beneath the iron exterior lies an obsession he can't contain. From the very first glance, Neelima captivates him-not just her beauty, but the softness of her soul, the quiet strength hidden in her shyness. Each encounter crackles with unspoken tension, each word, each brush of hands, every lingering glance igniting a fire that neither can ignore.