One crash. One ruthless mafia king. Now I'm knocked up with my enemy's baby. He pinned me in that hospital bed, kissed me like he owned me, and growled: "Marry me. You're carrying my heir." I'm his rival's daughter. He doesn't care. He just wants to breed me, claim me, and ruin me. His baby is growing inside me... and I'm dripping for the man who destroyed my family. Dark. Filthy. Addictive. His Forbidden Baby - Forbidden touches. Forbidden baby. Forbidden obsession.🔞🔞

I should've stayed away from . But he doesn't give choices... he takes them. The first time he touched me, it wasn't gentle- it was a warning. The second time... it felt like a promise I shouldn't want. He's not the kind of man you love. He's the kind you ruin yourself for. Our families are drenched in secrets, betrayal, and blood- and I'm the one thing he was never supposed to want. Now I'm trapped in his world... in his bed... in his control. And the worst part? I don't know if I'm trying to escape him anymore... or begging him to never let me go. This isn't a love story. It's a possession. 🔞🔞🔞🔞

He f*cks like he hates her. And he really, really hates her. Rogue Royal - the cold, ruthless king of Royal Crown Academy - has one rule: survive senior year and claim his fortune. Then Bellamy crashes into his world with her smart mouth and tempting body. Now he can't stop thinking about pinning her against the wall, choking her pretty throat, and pounding into her until she screams his name and begs for mercy she'll never get. He'll bully her. He'll degrade her. He'll ruin her tight little body night after night until she's dripping, broken, and completely addicted to his cruel touch. She hates him. He owns her. Welcome to the academy, baby. The king is ready to play. 🔞🔞🔞🔞

No one survives the mine... once he decides you're his. I didn't fall into darkness- I was dragged into it. Into him. Cold. Ruthless. Addictive. The kind of man who doesn't ask... he takes. His touch burns. His gaze owns. And every second near him feels like a sin I don't want to escape. I should hate him. I should run. But the deeper he pulls me in... the more I crave the danger. 🖤 He doesn't love-he possesses. 🖤 He doesn't touch-he claims. And I'm already his. 🔞🔞 🔞

My father's debt sold me to El Diablo- the ruthless cartel king with a body made for sin. One night. One touch. And now he won't stop until I'm screaming his name, broken and begging beneath him. He hunts me. Claims me. Fucks me like the devil he is - possessive, brutal, and addicted. I hate him. I crave him. And God help me... I never want him to let go. 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞