Remove your clothes.. ZOYA.. She entered his mansion by mistake. He let her stay-by obsession. Zoya didn't believe in fate... until the night she ran from danger and into the arms of a stranger. A stranger with cold eyes, a darker past, and a secret buried under silk suits and billion-dollar deals. Aarav Malhotra isn't just a CEO. He's a king in a world of shadows. And Zoya? She looks exactly like the girl he lost years ago. He doesn't know her name. She doesn't know his truth. But over 24 nights, desire turns deadly, silence turns seductive-and love? It was never meant to be safe. He didn't plan to fall. She didn't plan to stay. But obsession never asks for permission. Welcome to a love story wrapped in secrets, silk, and sin.

He is obsessed, not with her smile but with her tears. She is trying to escape, not just from his tortures but from her inferno. The dark world where no one is innocent, and nothing is pure. Everyone is a villain and everyone is a hero. Here, innocence kills you, and evilness traps you; there is no way to escape. The one who survives the wickedness is the survivor, there are no rules, and the game never ends, but will rules change if vengeance turns into infatuation, where death is not allowed to be part of, yet pain is a must! Welcome to the wicked world of revenge and obsession!

She thought she was free. Until a billionaire and his daughter saw her - and decided she was theirs. One wanted a wife. The other wanted a mother. Neither asked if she agreed. They watched her for two years. Followed her every move. Until one day, they flew across the world and bought her future - with smiles, paperwork, and charm that smelled like roses but felt like chains. Now, she sleeps in silk sheets she didn't choose. Wears clothes she didn't buy. Answers to a name she didn't earn. Every touch is a test. Every night is a transaction. And every whispered "I love you" is a warning. She hides pills beneath her tongue. She dreams of running. But there is no escape - only a cage made of wealth, obsession, and unbearable intimacy. Because he doesn't just want her body. He wants her compliance. Her mind. Her loyalty. Her womb. And when the daughter discovers the truth - she doesn't cry. She accuses. Now the doors are locked. The smiles are gone. And the only thing more terrifying than being watched... is being needed. This isn't love. This is possession with a wedding ring. This is family, twisted into obsession. This is what happens when a girl becomes the answer to someone else's madness. ---

He didn't steal me. He claimed me. One moment, I was dancing with my best friends. The next, the lights died-and the Dominion came. When I woke, a broken crown was inked into my ankle. His mark. Damien Voss. The man in the expensive suit. The man who watched me in the club like he already owned me. Now he does. He says I'm not merchandise. I'm his. Not because he's merciful-because he wants to keep me. Break me. Remake me. And the worst part? Some dark, hungry part of me wants him to. When he touches me, I forget to be afraid. When he whispers that he sees the monster inside me, I can't deny it. When he promises to ruin me, I wonder how it will feel to finally belong to someone who refuses to let me go. This isn't love. This is obsession. And I don't know if I'll survive it... or if I even want to.

She thought she had escaped. A new country, a new name, a child she swore to protect - yet every heartbeat still carried his shadow. He was never gone. He let her believe in freedom, let her build her fragile world, only to shatter it when he returned - broken, scarred, but more dangerous than ever. Because his ruin is only another cage, and she and her child have always belonged inside it. She built a new life. He built a new cage. ---

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. They say trust is the foundation of love, but what happens when two people destined to be enemies fall for each other? What happens when the devil himself falls for something he knows he can't have? 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚. Zayn Caurso has spent years looking for his enemy's daughter. The plan was simple. He'd torture her and then kill her. easy right? wrong. When fate has them unexpectedly crossing paths, all his plans shatter into a million pieces, and suddenly, she's got his ring on her finger and is soon to have his last name. It was supposed to be simple. He'd marry her, and then he'd kill her. He wasn't supposed to fall for her, let alone become obsessed with her. She was everything he didn't want, yet everything he didn't know he needed. Athena Jane Reed has only had eyes for one man. He was perfect. charming, caring. until he wasn't. One fight changes everything. one unfortuate encounter, and now she's suddenly broken-hearted, and wearing the devil himself's engagement ring. He was everything she promised herself she'd stay away from. He was too violent, and he was too mean. He wasn't supposed to make her feel safe, and he especially wasn't supposed to be the one who made her feel like she can breathe. Now, lines are blurred, and emotions that shouldn't be there are high. They're tangled in a web of lies, Pain, love, and hate. Their union is a ticking time bomb waiting to blow. The only question is, will a love born from hate survive?

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

His hand slid up, fingers rubbing circles over my underwear. "Aiden," I gasped, not sure if it was a warning or a plea. He stilled, his grip on my hip tightening. "Say my name like that again." I swallowed, my heartbeat hammering against my ribs. "Aiden." His lips curled against my skin. "So fucking wet." And then, without warning, he lifted me. "You wanted to tease me?" he murmured against my skin, voice thick with restraint. "Wanted to make me jealous?" My breath unsteady. "Worked, didn't it?" Aiden chuckled darkly, his hips pressing into mine just enough to make my stomach flip. "Careful, printsessa," he murmured, his fingers tightening their hold. "You might not be ready for what happens when I stop holding back." His words sent a thrill down my spine. "Maybe I wan't you to not hold back?" I say challenging him. He chuckles "I know you want me bad , but no matter how much you tease me. I won't fuck you. Not yet." I was almost disappointed when he added. "I plan to save that for our wedding night and trust me Malyshka, that day I will fuck you so bad that you will beg me to slow down. Your screams will fill my whole damn mansion. I'll make you cry in pleasure. Mark my words." He whispered against my lips and with one final kiss he let me go.

"I'm ready to give you that freedom. You and your father can leave." I froze. What? I looked at him, eyes wide with disbelief, searching for any sign he was lying. Any smirk, any cruel glint. But he was calm. Too calm. Then he spoke again-and his words struck like a bolt of lightning straight through me. "But for that..." he paused, his voice dipping to a deadly softness, "you have to be my breeder." She was the kind of girl whose world revolved around her cats and her jesus. Daughter of one of Ireland's most influential figures, she lived behind the guarded gates of power but felt like a stranger in her own home. With a stepmother who wore venom like perfume and a stepsister who never missed a chance to tear her down, Niamh learned to find solace in silence. She didn't mind the isolation-not really. But everything changed with a single glance. One dance of seduction. One moment of tamtation.That was all it took to unravel the threads of her carefully stitched life. She believed in fairytales. In is prince and kindness. In magic that heals. But instead, she found herself tangled in the dark salvation of a man who had no light left in him. The fairytale she longed for didn't come with a white horse. It came cloaked in blood, wrapped in chains, and whispered promises laced with pain. And the moment she stepped into his world, there was no going back. "He craves her purity just to stain it with his sins"

"Anything." He whispered in her ear sending a horrified shiver down her spine. Standing behind her petite figure he didn't even touch her but his breath was enough to scare her as it was hitting her ear continuously. Never in million years she thought she will be afraid of this man. Not only afraid but terriorzoed by the way he was behaving. "Y-yes." She finally let out earning a dark chuckle from him as he stepped back from her. "Fine then. A girl like you can give me only one thing." Saying that he walked infront of her with dangerous steps. His eyes darken and a mixture of different emotions appeared in his eyes. "Strip." Her world stopped. SPIN OFF OF EX-WIFE CONTAINING HARRY KALE AND ROSE STONE STORY. The story is full of Lust. Hate. Vengeance. Regret. Redemption And Love. If your a sucker for dark yet regret concepts then enter. WARNING: THIS STORY WILL HAVE MATURE CONTENT MORE THAN MY OTHER BOOKS. IT'S A DARK BOOK WITH EROTIC CONCEPT. SO BEWARE. THERE WILL BE GRAMMATICAL ERRORS SO DON'T MIND.