"𝐈𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ,𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭." FOR THOSE WHO LOVES ROMCOM. (with mini heartbreaks) 𝘒𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘏𝘕𝘈 𝘠𝘈𝘋𝘜𝘝𝘈𝘕𝘚𝘏𝘐 ╰┈➤ᴴᵉ ⁱˢ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗˡᵉˢˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉʳ "Aur aapko kisne iijazat di ye sochne ki ke ham aapss kabhi mohabbat nahi karenge?" From loving her till she blushes to fucking her still she flushes. In day, kissing her feet... In night, ruining her in sheets... krish, has all the qualities that can make any girl weak. 𝘒𝘈𝘕𝘐𝘒𝘈 𝘚𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘐𝘈 ╰┈➤ᴴᵉʳ ʰᵃᵖᵖⁱⁿᵉˢˢ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖⁱⁿᵉˢˢ "Hamns khudhko kab unka maan liya pata bhi nahi chala." From loving him to hating him for something. In the end her love bleeds into passion. kanika, she has every reason to love him... but why does she push him away in the end. "𝐀𝐚𝐩 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐨𝐝 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐚?" she asked, her voice almost cracked. because everyone does. everyone leaves. every. One. "𝐀𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐛𝐢𝐰𝐢 𝐣𝐢" he whispered in a low tone. because everyone may. every. One. except this one. except krishna. Trust me, you won't regret reading this⭐

[ɪɴᴅɪᴀɴ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ♬♩♪♩] ⚠ 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 "It's okay, love. I won't hurt you," Raj tried to reassure me, his voice soft, but I couldn't believe him. I shakily stood up, trying to put more distance between us. "Please, Lavanya, relax. You're not well," he said, stepping forward again, but I cried harder, the fear choking me. "Don't come near me, you monster!" I screamed, clutching a knife I grabbed from the fruit bowl, my hands shaking uncontrollably. Raj froze, his face a mix of heartbreak and desperation. "Please, love, calm down," he begged, his voice breaking. The door burst open, and Riya, Varun, Naman, and Dev rushed into the room. "Please, help me!" I screamed at them, feeling trapped. "Lavanya, it's us. We're not a threat," Riya said softly, trying to approach me, but her words didn't register. They were all monsters in my eyes. "If you come near me, I'll kill myself!" I threatened, the knife shaking in my hand. Raj's eyes widened in fear. "Okay, okay! Just put the knife down, love. Please, just put it down," he pleaded, signaling the others to back off. Tears blurred my vision as I sobbed. "I want to go home. Please, let me go," I begged, feeling utterly broken. --- 𝐑𝐚𝐣 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 ( 𝐀 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟) 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥 ( 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧).... 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠📖

Looking up at him as he smoked a cigarette. He gave me no attention. I take his hand, sliding it between my thighs, all the way to my bare pussy that was dripping for his cock. "Look Rico, I wore nothing for you." I mumble softly with a smile on my lips. I guide his fingers the way I liked them, moaning softly, getting his attention. Blowing the smoke out he looks down at me. He pulls his hand away from my pussy. He grabs a hold of my jaw, pressing my cheeks so hard my lips pouted involuntarily at him. "Behave, Bella, or I'll face fuck you so hard I'll destroy that innocent face." He warned, He goes back to smoking his cigarette, looking down at his phone. I take a step back, taking of my clothes one by one. He looks at me, watching me with an intense gaze that heats my body up. His eyes slowly dilate, becoming lustful an greedy. Suddenly and roughly he grabs my throat, forcing me on my knees in front of him. Tossing his phone on the counter, he takes out his hard cock. Looking at his cock my lips part automatically. With no warning he thrusts his cock down my throat and I choke. The drool in my mouth, slipping through the edges of my lips and dripping onto my tits as I desperately try to close my mouth around his thick, throbbing cock. "Look at me, Bella." I listen obediently, looking up at him. My vision blurry from the tears. "Is this want you want, you fucking whore?" He taunts and I nod. He slips his cock out of my mouth, giving me a few seconds to suck in a breath. He pulls my hair back and I gasp softly. "Use your fucking mouth or I'll put it to work." He slides a thumb over my lips, smudging my red lipstick. "Please, Rico. Put it in my mouth."

Unholy #1. Vanya X Vihaan "I hate you more than you will ever be able to feel," she whispered, her lips brushing against mine-just slightly, but enough to send chills down my spine. "I-I..." Her grip around my throat tightened just slightly, her long veiny fingers digging into my skin. I wanted to say something-anything-to apologize, but my voice failed me. And before I could even think or utter a single word to calm her down, she jerked me toward her with surprising force, and her lips crashed onto mine. The kiss wasn't gentle-no, it was consuming, like she was trying to claim my very soul with just her lips. And God, I'd be damned if I said I didn't enjoy every second of her hatred-because I did. ♡ 🎧 This story has a playlist - [Listen on Spotify] https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1zIEG6HXQccSdVGyrsu2fj?si=AoWJBMC-RHymLN4xGzUxYw&pi=bsnsqVdESRucG

"𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?" She screamed, shaking in her bridal attire, while aiming the gun at him. But he didn't answer, he just stepped closer until he was facing her. "𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐦" she repeated, this time louder "And how dare you bring me here?" His gaze didn't waver, spitting out nothing more than a half-answer "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi" Her breath hitched. "Did you hear me?" his voice dropped, cold and precise. "Tumhare baap ki barbaadi hoon main" For a second, everything felt still but suddenly he reached for the gun and before she could react, he grabbed front of the gun...and pressed it against his own head. Her eyes widened. "What ar..are you doing-" "Go on" he cut her off, staring straight into her eyes. "Chalao goli" ------------------------------------------------------ "Why do you look at me like that?" she whispered, fingers trembling in her lap. He didn't blink. "Like what?" "Like I belong to you" He stepped closer, his voice low...steady..almost gentle. "You do" "I'm not something you can own." "I know." His thumb brushed her cheek, slow enough to make her shiver. "and that's what makes it interesting..is not it? because loving you normally was never an option for someone like me." [𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨, where this 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝙧𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝙤𝒏𝒂𝙡 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝙣𝒔𝙞𝒕𝙮, leaving you shaken, breathless...and caught in a connection where one heart had already surrendered, while the other only knew how to fight it, until even denial started to feel dangerously fragile]