Undergroundclub Stories

"Don't tell me you're a 'VIRGIN'." -------------------------------------------------------‐-------------- Ishan Kishan had one dream - to escape his struggles and build a better future for his family. AND "That desperation leads him to a world of luxury, secret, and danger." ... what happens when his path crosses with the most feared underworld gangster mafia man? Shubman Gill, The most dangerous ruthless mafia known for his unlimited power which can make anyone to bend infront of him, A man who doesn't like to repeat himself, who owns everything except his own emotions And the most attractive part of him: "does not have any weakness." DESPITE, "All power and means his destiny leads him to meet 'ISHAN KISHAN' as weakness." ... "I built my world without needing anyone." "Then why does it feel empty when you're not in it?" - GILL ___________________________________________ [A/N: GUYS THIS IS JUST A TEASER DON'T COME INTO CONCLUSION AFTER READING THE DESCRIPTION] Thank you🌙🦋

He thought it was just an art club. He didn't know about the black door. Elias Wilder doesn't do feelings. He prefers inked skin, sharp sarcasm, and one-night distractions. But when he steps into a mysterious underground art club by mistake, everything changes. Lucien Vale is older. Colder. A man who owns the room without speaking. A man who watches Elias like he already belongs to him. Behind the black curtain lies a world of control, secrets, and desire-one Elias swears he won't fall into. But Lucien doesn't ask twice. And Elias? He's about to find out how far curiosity can take him. Obsession. Power. Pleasure. And the price of stepping out of line. A slow-burn BXB dark romance.

We were different. The fallen angels whose wings were clipped by the people who all wanted to be the same. For a time I had forgotten that at one time I flew with you. On angel wings. Away from the ugly people and their ugly words. Until they took you away. I forgot how to fly again for a very long time. Until I looked in the mirror decades later and remembered again who I was.