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Sylvia was forced to marry someone she didn't want. She thought she'd forever hate him. Only if she knew.

"I loved the way he clutched my coat like a child afraid of the dark. I am going to protect him from every disaster but no one is going to shield him from me" - Freen Sarocha The underworld bows to Freen Sarocha, Thailand's ruthless mafia queen. She never believed in love-only control. The she met Rebecca Armstrong. A mute, gentle CEO who spent his life searching for a place where he truly belonged. He became her obsession. She became his greatest danger... and the only person who ever understood his silence. This story is about love, obsession, possession, and a silence louder than words. Rebecca will be man in this story WARNING ⚠️: -This story contains HEAVY SMUT CONTENTS 🔞and RATED. read at your own risk. English is not my first language. Nor I'm an experienced writer. please avoid errors

He had never known comfort. Never known warmth. No lullabies, no gentle hands, no safety. His father's anger filled every corner of his childhood, and the women his father brought left scars deeper than anyone could see. Sleep never came easily. It was a stranger that avoided him night after night, no matter how many pills he tried, no matter how tired his body grew. He learned early that the world offered nothing but pain and trust was a luxury he could not afford. But deep inside, buried beneath the anger, the fear, and the walls he built, a small part of him still ached for something he had never known. Someone to hold him, someone to soothe the chaos inside, someone to make him feel safe. A part of him whispered that it was possible. That one day, he might find it. That maybe, just maybe, someone would come and quiet the storm within him. And then she arrived. Not as a savior, not as a miracle, but as a presence that slowly began to unravel the walls around him. She became the only place he could lay his head and feel peace. The only warmth that let him sleep. The only comfort that let him finally let go of his past, if only for a moment. This is their story of pain, of trust, and of an intimacy that heals and binds them in ways the world could never understand. A story of how love can be found in the most unexpected of places and how two broken souls can find solace in each other.

⚠️ He is a psycho

Here's a glimpse:- "Too much Dhruv!" I whisper yelled to him as he is busy thrusting into me roughly, he smirked at me clutching my breast into his hold , my moans erupted fast and desperate. " shh! We don't want our relatives to know what is happening here" he whispered in my ear kissing the shell sensually as I bit my lips to keep me from making sounds. " ahhhh...." I moaned out loud enough for the roof to collapse and came hard on his dick , after a few minutes he came inside me making my toes curl as I felt his cum in me , wiping the sweat off his forehead , he leaned in taking me in a French kiss almost eating my mouth. To find more! You need to dive it!

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