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Jules towered over her, pressing her shoulder blades into the door. He pulled her face into his hands, cradling her chin, and forcing her to look up. Warm brown skin void of flaws, thick brows and eyelashes fringing his eyes; she stared at that unreasonable perfection, but said nothing.

"Sev," he coaxed gently, and her resistance slightly waned in his grip. "Talk to me. Tell me what you wanted to say before you came in here. Tell me why you don't believe him. Tell me anything."
It was like pounding against steel, and the seams were welded shut. It could have been his mind conjuring up its own images, but he saw a glimpse of something in her expression; a desire to let her guard down that she quickly buried back under layers of armor.

"I have to go," she winced, her voice unsteady. He held on to her for a moment longer, and then stepped back to let her leave.All Rights Reserved

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The Threefold Secret by apherbliss

His hand, tattooed and powerful, slammed against the armrest, making the entire chair jolt. The force of it was so sudden that I flinched, my breath catching in my throat. Then, in one swift motion, he spun the chair to face me, the steel of his gun glinting in the dim light as he pressed it against my forehead, forcing my head back against the leather seat. "Such a smart girl, aren't you?" His voice was a venomous hiss, the smirk on his face twisted into something cruel and taunting. He enjoyed this-enjoyed the power, the control. The metal was cold, biting into my skin as he pushed harder, my skull grinding against the headrest. "Why do this?" I gasped, trying to keep my voice steady, praying for any distraction that might buy me time. "Why be part of something so horrific when you're already a billionaire?" His response was a whisper, yet it sliced through the air like a blade. "Power, Nadia." --- A Billionaire's Nemesis, a Druglord's Rival, and a Stalker's Obsession. At 24, junior detective Nadia Steele dives into a perilous case of underground drug dealing. Her quest for justice pits her against a ruthless CEO of Donovan Enterprises, thrusting her into the crosshairs of vengeful criminals. But as she uncovers dark secrets, she finds herself the target of an insidious stalker who manipulates her world in ways she never imagined. A billionaire's ambition, a druglord's vendetta, and a stalker's fixation collide in this high-stakes thriller. Can Nadia Steele unravel the tangled web of deception and find the hidden truths before it's too late?

Her Guardian Angel by Cherylauthor

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 "sign them." Victor said nonchalantly. "what is this?" Roseline asked shuddering looking at the paper infront Of her. "divorce papers." Victor replied not even looking at her. "please don't....don't do this please." She pleaded folding her hands infront Of him. "just do the damn signatures or want me to punish you?" Victor asked clenching her jaw tightly. "Victor please. I'm begging you. I will never bother you and will stay in a corner but please don't throw me out of my house please Victor." She pleaded on her knees."where will I go. I have no one .please." "Oh." He laughed maniacally "Don't worry darling you don't have to worry about that because I have sold you to a rich person." he said and her eyes wide open in shock. ***** "Think again; I'm a fucking bastard, Rose. I will ruin you." His lips brushed against hers. "No, you won't. I trust you." She replied and captured his lips. They shared a heated Spider-Man-like upside-down kiss. All the while, Aaron's hand traveled to her inner thighs and then to her wet core. She is so excited and turned on by Aaron's dominance right now that she is dripping down there. "Fuck!!! You are drenched down there." Aaron said, leaving her lips and holding her neck with a little force. "You made me Aaron." She replied, holding his neck from behind in her already awkward position. "Stop it. I'm still warning you." He said that in a warning tone while pulling her into a straight position and nibbling on her neck. "Aahm." She moaned in the answer as Aaron was sucking her sweet spot. "There will be no turning back." He said this while traveling his hand from her neck to her right boob and palming it. His fingers, on the other hand, teased her over her dripping thong. "I know, and I'm accepting every consequence." She replied desperately. "But........" "FOR FUCKS SAKE, AARON. STOP IT AND FUCKING FUCK ME." She screamed, cutting him off because she was frustrated.

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"Please... leave me" she whispered while trembling, tears spilling from her eyes as he stood so close, trapping her against the wall. "Why, love? Did I hurt you?" he asked gently. She nodded no. "Did I shout at you?" he continued tucking a tendril of her hair behind her ear.Again she nodded no. "Then why, love? Why do you want to leave?" he said, resting his forehead against hers.His breath was hot on her skin, and her body seemed to respond, craving more. "Just see how your body wants me..." he whispered, sealing his lips over hers in a deep, possessive kiss. 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 A 27-year-old enigmatic mogul, commands a vast business empire that spans industries and continents.His name is synonymous with power and wealth, yet he remains an elusive figure, shrouded in mystery. No photographs of him exist, and he never appears in public, cultivating an aura of intrigue and fear.Whispers of his dark methods and ruthless tactics circulate in hushed tones, painting a picture of a man who thrives in the shadows, commanding his empire with an iron fist. 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀 A 24 - years-old, is an acid attack survivor whose face tells a story of immense adversity, with one half bearing the scars of the attack and the other half remaining unscathed.Despite her remarkable academic achievements and stellar qualifications, she faces a relentless struggle to find a job.Potential employers see only her scars, disregarding her talents and capabilities, making her feel invisible in a world that judges by appearances.Her story is one of resilience and brilliance overshadowed by superficial judgments. What will happen when his eyes fall upon this little bird? Peep to know more. 18+ This story contains mature themes and Torture and Murder Scenes. This story is written by following all types of wattpad guidelines. Don't try to report the story because it's already tagged mature and if reade

Billionaire Jerk by RuthMPhilip

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Bound By Blood by loreleinefelliwrites

She couldn't see. She never could. But then, she stared into the brown of his eyes and suddenly the world lit on fire. Selene has been blind her whole life. She wished to see once again, to be able to see the world with her own vision and not by the hands of another. So, she made a wish, fooled into a blood pact with a demon from the underworld. Now, she's being stolen from the human lands and brought to the Dark King, death and anguish following closely behind. She hates him with everything in her, an anger and hate so primal, she's never felt anything like it. She vows to never be compliant. To hate with such a passion, that her revenge over takes everything else. But everything changes when she meets the King for the first time. She can finally see.

Playing His Games by loukeet

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The Stalker (SAMPLE! Published!) by JeniRaeD

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Blood So Wicked (Dark Vampire Romance) by bloodanddaggers

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Forever Fighting | ✔️ | [previously Espionage: double-cross] by WinterWillow901

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His hand, tattooed and powerful, slammed against the armrest, making the entire chair jolt. The force of it was so sudden that I flinched, my breath catching in my throat. Then, in one swift motion, he spun the chair to face me, the steel of his gun glinting in the dim light as he pressed it against my forehead, forcing my head back against the leather seat. "Such a smart girl, aren't you?" His voice was a venomous hiss, the smirk on his face twisted into something cruel and taunting. He enjoyed this-enjoyed the power, the control. The metal was cold, biting into my skin as he pushed harder, my skull grinding against the headrest. "Why do this?" I gasped, trying to keep my voice steady, praying for any distraction that might buy me time. "Why be part of something so horrific when you're already a billionaire?" His response was a whisper, yet it sliced through the air like a blade. "Power, Nadia." --- A Billionaire's Nemesis, a Druglord's Rival, and a Stalker's Obsession. At 24, junior detective Nadia Steele dives into a perilous case of underground drug dealing. Her quest for justice pits her against a ruthless CEO of Donovan Enterprises, thrusting her into the crosshairs of vengeful criminals. But as she uncovers dark secrets, she finds herself the target of an insidious stalker who manipulates her world in ways she never imagined. A billionaire's ambition, a druglord's vendetta, and a stalker's fixation collide in this high-stakes thriller. Can Nadia Steele unravel the tangled web of deception and find the hidden truths before it's too late?