"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

Wait. A long wait.... What will happen when seven years of hate and pain will turn Zahan's life upside down. Or better yet make him face the woman he had never wanted to see ever in his remaining days of life. **** This is a sequel to orphic. It would be better if you read the first part to become familiar with the characters.

On the wet sand beside the seashore, the strong, tall man was laying with a cigarette in his hand. His bike parked a few feet away from him. The environment there was serene and noiseless as no one was allowed then on the beach that he owned. It was not a big deal for a billionaire like him. He had a lot more than that. Wealth, power, the respect he had all of them but lacked the most important thing that couldn't be bought with money. He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to You for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab."

Adj~ mysterious and entrancing ❀⊱┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄⊰❀ His breath got stuck in his throat as he held the pen above the paper, his eyes searching the room in hopes of having at least a glance of her face. "Answer the maulvi" his father spoke. "Son" his mother pestered from his side. His eyes landed on Hiba's expectant ones. She looked from across the veil questioning his delay. He shook his head as he placed the tip of the pen on the paper, a single stroke formed on the paper but that very moment a frantic Ayan ran in the room. "Turn on the tv right now" he yelled making Hamza to oblige right away. "There had been an accident on the motorway car LEB-780 has been hit by a troller on its way out of the city, the hit has caused an explosion rendering the passengers severely injured and are critical condition-" "That's- that's the car maula bakhsh took to drop-" His ears numbed as the pen dropped on the floor, his heart stopped, his eyes stuck on the TV screen. "Bhai!" He ran out of the house and got in his car, the engine roared and soon he was on the road. ❀⊱┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄⊰❀ ~| Slow paced book |~ I hope you enjoy 😘 love hafsa_tahir

This is the sequel of His Revenge.. Jen and Rick, true soulmates met under unfortunate circumstance, His Revenge brought them together and rest is history.. After drifting apart from each other for a year, their path crossed again..this time Jen has made up her mind not to fall for any game of Rick , her innocent love for him has ruined her life, she left alone in this entire world and the guilt of killing her father stayed with her as nightmare. The die heart shipper of love lost the faith on love, she scared and run from the human emotion. She changed for the better. On the other side, Rick wants Jen back in his life at any cost. He loves her beyond the words, yet he is still arrogant, ruthless and stubborn man. In his whole life he has only learned to hate, showing affection and love is new to him.. But he has made a goal of his life to win Jen back in his life with or without her choice. Guys let me welcome you in the journey of JenRick love saga... Can Jen will ever forgive Rick? Can Rick ever make her fall in love with him again? Will they ever be together or the destiny again make them fall apart? His Series 1) His Revenge (completed) 2) His Trophy (Ongoing) 3) His Intense Love #Anguish ranked 1st - 08/07/20

#3 on 3.3.2018 Omar junaid abdullah The man around whom revolved Aayat's world. She loved him since childhood and he disliked her since forever. Their parents had decided for them to get married long back. For Omar she wasn't his type, she was so desperate and he liked chasing. She was nagging around all the time and she could stoop to any level to grab his attention. For Aayat he was everything she could have asked for. She was too blindly in love with him, so she chose to ignore his rudeness and ruthless behaviour, him treating her like a trash and the list never ends. But off course there is an end to everything. A person can bare only upto a certain level after which things come to an end. It happened with Aayat too when she found him entangled with another lady when he was supposed to be married to her. But there is something wrong with the story. What if the arrogant man she was destined to marry starts falling for her exactly after she finally decides to give up on him and calls of the wedding? What if Omar is finally successful in calling off the wedding only to find out that his heart has flipped and he is in deep trouble? *** "I was asking that what is Aayat doing here with Arham? I.. I mean they are not even engaged. How can she have fun with.. i mean how can she meet him?" She was testing his patience now and Ridah knew it too. "Don't tell me you called me in the middle of nowhere to say this? By the way what's wrong in meeting him?" She asked him. "I.. mm .. thought that it's not permissible in Islam." He sounded dumb to himself too. "Says who? The man who sleeps with women before marriage? Forget it Omar i am being straight forward with you. Why do you care?" She knew she was irritating him. "You don't understand Ridah. She is too naive. I just want to save her. He is going to break her heart. She can easily be fooled." He himself didn't know what he was saying but that was the only excuse he could think of.

_____A BILLIONAIRE STORY_____ "Ela...." Her voice even made me more frighten and cringe.... "Ela... You are PREGNANT!" "Noooo...." a stream of tears fell off my eyes burning my cheeks from the heat of them. I physically broke down on the floor... "Hey! No.. Don't cry! El... Strengthen yourself.. Shush..shush.. It's okay. I am there for you...." she hugged me trying to calm me down. But there's no way that I am gonna calm down. God! How can I be relaxed when my life has been shattered into a million pieces in front of my eyes? "Well! Tell me who is the father of this baby?" The question suddenly caught me off guard that made my heart burst again with pain. "Ela..Just tell me.. We can re-set this. We have to give all the rights for this unborn creature inside you.." she probed pulling my head back... "Why are you silent? Just do tell me?" "N-No.. Kay... I myself have to find the way to go through this..." "That's what I am asking.. Just give the name of the father of this child So we can fix this and your baby would not lose anything what she or he deserves. This is for the betterment of you both. Just do tell me Ela.." This time it was more like a command. I went frozen and felt a spiral of numbness run through my blood.. "Speak up Ela.." "I-I don't know..." those were the only words that I could weave at the moment. As I said I looked away from her to the silent air that had woven a tense aerospace around me now. ..

"How are you sweety? " He asked. "He's here. " A wisper came. "where are you? " " locked. " "Where's mummy? " "With him" Izad Shah was always the infuriated and stubborn child, with a messed up past, still surviving a regretfull life, he aims to change things but time had flown, opportunities are slipped and lives are destroyed. Pardon became a sin for him and life a fretful hell.

𝑺𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝒌𝒐 𝒋𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒌𝒉, 𝑺𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒒 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒕𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒂𝒕𝒂 𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒌𝒉... _ Anonymous Read the story inside...