The perfect place to indulge your deepest innermost fantasy. Like heck, who wouldn't drool over Jojo Boys's hard and thick saliva inducing 😳 ... ... ... ... MUSCLES! 😜 I just thought that all those fluffy and lemons aren't given much justice so here I am . For me, one needs to create the right atmosphere before proceeding to *wiggling brows*.😁 Hang tight and feel how these men rock you! 😌 A little reminder, this book may not be suitable to young audiences so read at your own risk! I bet no one will take this seriously. No one wants to be restricted with the age excuse after all. Right? Right? Right? Disclaimer: All the characters aren't my possessions but the plots are undoubtedly original products of this author's crazy imagination. Muah! Muah! 👄💋👄💋 Tsup! Tsup!

Dare to take the fervent passion of these men? If you do, then come on and ride them.. Ahemmmm I mean ride along with this bumpy story! Wait no more! Immerse in the moment and experience how these luscious possessive gangsters rob you off your sanity... ❤︎ 𝕱𝖚𝖌𝖔... "𝕴 hate that I love you this much (Y/n). You are a virus corroding my rationality --- without cure." ❣︎ 𝕭𝖚𝖈𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎... "(𝓨/𝓷), only you can make me feel this. I'll stick to you through thick or thin. I won't ever let you go." "No one can, even you." ❥︎ 𝓐𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓸... "𝕴 want to replay this scene all over again. I will take you in every position possible. That's how much I desire you, (Y/n)" ❦︎ 𝓝𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓿𝓱𝓪... "𝖄/𝖓, I am afraid of heart attack whenever you're around, I'm scared but I like it. My heart soars in your smile. I'm confused. I want to be the only one at your side, am I selfish?" ♥︎ 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆... "𝓘 always mess up when it comes to you, Y/n. But I fell in your 4th laugh and with your mere 4 words. I don't care anymore, so be it, you're the bad luck I wanna always keep." ❀ 𝕲𝖎𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖔... "𝓣𝓮𝓵𝓵 me Y/n, do you love me back? That's the only truth I wanna know. I want to possess every inch of your being. And I'm afraid, I'm losing control." Disclaimer: I don't own the hot men portrayed in this story but the plots are all exhausts of this author's polluted imagination! So beware, don't wanna take your innocence away 😉

𝖄ou were an orphan earning only enough to get by. Already at your mid twenties, you just wish you can settle down with a good husband and start a simple family. 𝕬midst your humble origin and life, you got something unnecessarily needed but often envied by other women -- slender and dainty pair of hands! Not like it could help you gain more money but it did present a fine looking very indulging husband to your surprise. Never mind his bizarre fetish about hands, what's the problem when you own one! 💅🍽💅🍽💅🍽💅🍽💅🍽💅🍽💅🍽 "𝖂hat do you propose then?" It wasn't him to listen to others but he felt bizarre towards you. "𝕸arry me. You can blend more in the society through marriage. Aren't warm ones better than cold hands? Give me a chance to gain your trust. I would've already told you off if I wanted to yet I didn't." "Why as a wife?" A blush crept up your (s/c) cheeks at his inquiry. "I d-dream t-to be we-wedded, to-to be a lawful w-wife." 💅🍋💅🍋💅🍋💅🍋💅🍋💅🍋💅🍋 ~Future~ "Hey, Wh-where are we going?" You gulped at his unexpected bridal carry. "Make babies." Your lips hung agape at his straight forwardness. "Huh?" 'We're consummating our marriage?!' ⚠️ Mature Content⚠️ ©️ All rights reserved

⚠︎𒊹︎︎︎⚠︎𒊹︎︎︎⚠︎𒊹︎︎︎⚠︎𒊹︎︎︎ ⚠︎𒊹︎︎︎⚠︎𒊹︎︎︎⚠︎𒊹︎︎︎⚠︎𒊹︎︎︎ "𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏' 𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉?" He whispered huskily, his breath creating goosebumps as he drew closer. "(𝒀/𝒏), 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆." His tongue darted and licked his parted full lips while you only watched everything go down in muted silence. He lifted your right leg and slung it over his strong shoulder as his nose traced the silky path to your inner thigh. Underneath the tender skin was his prize and he was determined to obtain it, with or without your accord. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ A bizarre coffin rose up from the deep Inside a mystical creature fast asleep His awakening, an abomination to behold Cascading hair kissed with gold An existence with a story untold A Devil dreaming to be a God Though fate kept him at odds Bloody destiny tied in blood Never to escape, marked by a star Along with the century old scar His steps entailed silent terror Yet many blindly followed his allure Several sought his opulence Exchanging their souls, hence They must bow down with reverence No one had an inkling A meager possibility conceived An ironic wicked twist Of a mere mortal encounter Might drag his plan to asunder For in the end, who's beneath Her with a freedom bequeath Might be him whom illed With an obsession never quelled