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Club Edge-Book 1 "It seems that you've forgotten your basic manners also with your BDSM etiquette. Am I right?" Why the fuck was his voice so deep and smooth, as if his face wasn't enough to make my pussy throb. But if he thinks he can come here and just boss me around, he's got another thing coming for him. "And here I thought you ended our relationship two years ago so you are not my Dom and I do not have to listen to your bullshit." I said to his face knowing what would happen if he is the same Master Felix I knew from two years ago. "Mind your tone Miss Bennett or it won't take me a second's time to turn that sassy ass of yours bright red. Am I clear?" Who was I kidding, he's not changed a bit. He's the same Master Felix who can command my submission just with a look of his gorgeous yet stern eyes. "Make me." I fucked up, I knew I fucked up when I said those words. I don't regret it though because the next thing that happens to me changed my life forever. WARNING ⚠️: 18+ Only read if you are 18+ as this story revolves around BDSM themes and contains explicit sex scenes targeted towards mature audience. And always remember to play Safe, Sane and Consensual. Enjoy!!!!

Dhruv Rana Singh is a billionaire known for his ruthless nature, arrogance, and constant anger. Some say he is very close to a mafia in russia. Everyone's scared of him and his presence. He demands perfection in everything, and even the smallest mistake from his employees, they would be fired. But there's one exception to his cold demeanor-Anvi Rao, his childhood friend. Sixteen years ago, Dhruv had to say goodbye to her as he had to move to New York, but now fate has brought them together again after he comes back to India. Anvi Joins Rana Singh co and he is her boss. But Anvi doesn't know that Dhruv is her childhood friend. Anvi is everything Dhruv isn't. She is shy, soft-spoken, and always kind. After losing her parents at the age of eight, she was adopted by a family who treated her poorly. Her adoptive parents were abusive, but Anvi kept this secret. After working for Dhruv's company for two years, she handed him an invitation to her wedding. Dhruv is shattered, as he has developed deep feelings for her over time. Yet, he stays silent, believing that she must be in love with someone else, unaware that she's being forced into marriage by her abusive parents. Everything changes when Dhruv gets a call from Anvi asking for help.. Rage fills him after he gets to know that her fiancé was trying to assault her. and he realizes the truth-Anvi is in trouble, and he can't stand by any longer. Now, Dhruv is determined to stop the wedding and save her, no matter the cost. He knows one thing for sure-he won't lose her again. This time, he'll make her his.

𝐀 𝐄𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 . 𝐒𝐨 , 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 🍆💦🫦🔞

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"Sometimes we just had to lick the attitude out of her" ~♧~ I was only supposed to dance for them, not submit my entire existence to them. But they wanted me. They had me. I was theirs..... theirs to break, to care for, to love and theirs to fuck for as long as they willed it. As much as I didn't want succumb to the feeling, the feeling of being loved, I knew I wanted them as much as they wanted me. So I let them have me. And they used me like the fucktoy I was for them. Because I was theirs. ....... How can a mere dancer put the ruthless Kings on a leash. ~♡~

Rudra's grip tightened just enough to steal her breath, and Priya's tears came without permission. The sting on her cheek wasn't visible, but it burned with humiliation and fear. Her sobs filled the space as he backed her into the wall, leaving her nowhere to run. His presence closed in, heavy and suffocating, trapping her between cold stone and his control. She trembled there, broken by how helpless she felt-and how he ruined her.

🌹 He married her to destroy her. He left her to bleed in silence. Two years later, she returns-not as his victim, but as his only salvation. When ruthless billionaire Dhruvansh Raghuvanshi, CEO of Raghuvanshi Industries, learns that his father's downfall was linked to the Malhotras, he chooses revenge over reason. Sweet, innocent Vaanya Malhotra pays the price-humiliated and abandoned at the mandap on her wedding day. Two years later, Vaanya has rebuilt her life. No longer the fragile bride, she is now Dr. Vaanya Malhotra, one of the city's most promising cardiologists. But her world collides with Dhruvansh again when she is appointed as the personal doctor to his beloved grandmother. Old wounds resurface. Guilt claws at him. Rage burns in her veins. But destiny refuses to let them walk away. As family secrets unravel and enemies strike again, Dhruvansh must fight for forgiveness-and prove that this time, his love is not revenge but redemption. ✨ A tale of revenge, heartbreak, strength, and second chances that will pull you into a storm of passion and pain.

♡Rajveer x Lavanya♡ ♡Yuvaan x Jaanvi♡ ♡Avyansh x Tara♡ The Raghuvanshi Mansion. A palace of wealth, power, and prestige but behind its golden walls lies a graveyard of secrets. A family that breathes lies. A dynasty with two faces. A bloodline drenched in sin. Three sons. Three devils. Rajveer. Yuvaan. Avyansh. The heirs of the Raghuvanshi empire cold, ruthless, and heartless. Three daughters-in-law. Lavanya. Jaanvi. Tara. The women who entered this house of shadows, each carrying a past as dark as the nights they cry through. Each chained to a loveless marriage, each battling their own scars, each fighting to survive the wrath of their husbands and the cruelty of the mansion. Six lives. Three marriages. One cursed family. A story of power, pain, betrayal... and perhaps, forbidden redemption. ⚠️ Warning: This saga is not for the faint-hearted. Expect darkness. Expect cruelty. Expect the unexpected. Step into the Raghuvanshi mansion... if you dare.

"You *thrust* are* thrust* my *thrust* woman," he growled, his voice dripping with possessiveness as he thrust deeper, each movement making me cry out in both pain and desire. I was beyond exhausted, my body aching from hours of relentless passion. "Adrian, please... stop," I begged, my voice barely audible, my eyes squeezed shut. The exhaustion was overwhelming; I could barely feel my legs anymore, my body on the brink of collapse. But his response was cold, unwavering. "Sleep, ocean. I won't stop tonight." And with that, everything went black. ............................................ He pinned me to the wall, his grip unforgiving, making me gasp in pain. His eyes were bloodshot with rage, and for a moment, I wasn't scared of him-just terrified of what he might do to Luciano. "If you ever mention his name in front of me again, I swear, wildcat, I'll tear him apart with my bare hands," he snarled, his voice sending a chill down my spine. His words hung in the air, the threat lingering like a dark storm. "You are mine. Your body. Your soul. Your heart, too," he growled, his hands moving to unhook the only thing that separated us-my bra. "No protests today," he warned, his voice thick with determination. "I'll take you by hook or by crook." And before I could react, he tossed me onto the bed. ...............