Enemydaughter storie

•𝐕𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 × 𝐀𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚 "Why are you running from me... Butterfly?" He wrapped his hand around her waist tightly. "No! Let me go!" she screamed. "Jaan..." he said, his voice dropping even lower. "We're getting late for our marriage." Her world shattered again. "I don't want to marry you!" she cried. •𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚 × 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐥 "Who the hell allowed kids in here?" he said, pissed off. Her eyes narrowed, arms folding firmly across her chest. "For your kind information, I'm not a kid. I'm nineteen, Mr. Uncle." "So that's how you talk to your uncle, Little Girl?" he said, his voice low and slightly amused. "And you know who I am, don't you?" "I'm not interested," she shot back, her voice steady. "And stop calling me 'Little Girl'." •𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡×𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢 His hand tightened around her waist as his intense gaze locked onto hers. "Don't you dare to ignore me," he said like a warning. "What will you do?" she challenged, rolling her eyes. He caught her chin and forced her gaze back to his. "Eyes on me. And never roll your eyes again at me." "You can't stop me." She rolled her eyes again, turning her face away. A dangerous smirk touched his lips. "Try me, baby." Real suspense is waiting(to know READ BOOK)

He held the gun against her temple. She pounded on his chest, fists flying. "You killed my father! You... you monster! I hate you!" He didn't flinch. After a moment, his patience snapped. "Enough!" he shouted. "No more words." "Yes... I killed your father. I did." "Stop screaming!"he barked. He grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him. "Now... it's time to get married. Let's go. The priest is waiting. We don't want to make him wait, do we... hmm?" She spat on his face. He just smirked. Licked the spit from his lips, rolling his tongue. "Mmm... tasty," he said, voice low. "You should've kissed me directly. No worries... we'll do it after our wedding." He leaned closer. "Do you want to see his dead body... hmm? One last look at your father?" She whispered, trembling, "Please... let me go." " You don't want to? Okay... let me throw his body away then." "No! I... I want to see him, please. He is my father !" "Good girl," he said, smirk still dark. "Now... come on. The priest is waiting." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸... 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. "You're mine now," he whispered, like it was a promise... or a curse. Kidnapped. Trapped. Claimed. In a world where power means everything, she becomes the obsession of a man everyone fears, the devil himself. Escape was never an option. Falling for him? That was her biggest mistake.

During the chaos of World War II, General Bernaud Reinhardt stood at the very top of the German military command-ruthless, brilliant, and feared by both enemies and allies. Known for his icy discipline and unwavering loyalty to the Reich, he had never allowed emotions to cloud his judgment. Until he met Anna. A love born in war, built on lies, and destined to end in heartbreak... where the greatest battlefield was not between nations, but between a man's loyalty and his forbidden, obsessive love for the enemy's child.