Mystery Man

Mystery Man

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The man before her was not short the definition of male perfection. Sharp, high cheekbones, a strong jawline, luscious full lips. His eyes were dark and seemed to be silver under the warm flat light that streamed from the ceilings. When they were really gray. "Raylin. You no longer need to worry about men harassing you, understood?" He questioned, his voice was a low rumble, intent, but smooth like honey. His 6'3 frame stepped toward her, hearing her heart rate pulsing gently her chest and smell the fear come from her made the devil of a man almost smirk. "I won't hurt you, you can trust me." He cooed reaching forward a large paw-like hand catching a strand of her lavender hair. Harrison has thought this over so many times in his head. This day with her, he didn't think it would go so smoothly. Harrison was attracted to her, and he could feel his heart swell when he went near her. He didn't expect her to be so beautiful up close, so breathtaking. Watching her all that time was nothing compared to being face to face with the girl. He didn't think she would be willingly to agree to the deal but she also didn't have a choice. He knew her situation, working at that bar he loved so much. Barely making enough for a months rent. And the hospital they didn't deserve her hard work.
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"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!

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