His Obsession, Her Drug
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Felicity Smoke -
She had it all. At a young age she was already the CEO of the Smoke enterprises. With a loving family and fiancée that would do anything she wants, her life is the very definition of perfection. Or was, until she takes one look of an Adonis of a man and forgets even her very own name. Demitri Rodriguez is pure temptation. One that no matter how hard she tries, can't fight against. All she had was what you call healthy, but this man, he is Her Drug. A drug she is addicted to since the very first sight.
Demitri Rodriguez-
Cold, ruthless and utterly selfish. He is the very Devil of business world and doesn't give a damn about anyone else. Until he sees a girl that can put Aphrodite to shame.With one look, she becomes his desire. With one meet this desire turn into love and love into His Obsession.
"You're right Josh you shouldn't have tried to take my man." Felicity murmured with her signature wicked smirk that can make Devil beg for mercy. Except it only managed to anger The Devil.
In a flash he was already in front her and in the next she was pushed against the wall with his large palm around her neck.
"You man eh? Looks like you don't want him alive anymore mi amour. If you forgot then let me remind you. You are my woman. Mine. Have been since the second I laid my eyes on you. You are going to be my wife and bear me children. There is no other way to this. Do you understand?" And with that, he took her in for a deep, pationate kiss that can in way be called gentle.
She could only look helplessly at him. She hated to admit it but even the roughness of her man was arousing. And the culprit wasn't even aware of his crime.
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𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 "You have no right over me" I throw the words laced with venom towards him. "I. own. you. blame me for all I care but you will be Mrs. Kabir Malhaan" the rage and ruthlessness emanating from the monster in front of me has made me weak on my legs. My breath hitched in answer "A gun on my waist. is that how you propose?" I don't back away. A shiver trailed the cold kiss of the barrel as he dragged it slowly from my waist to my navel, then up gliding over my skin with cruel leisure until it nestled between my breasts, aimed straight at my heart. "No. It's a promise of where you belong. You belong in my goddamn empire, not beside me, but 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 it. Because you're the reason I breathe. I breathed you, Roop." And just like that, with his words toying with my emotions. He bent lower and planted a kiss so gentle that it did not match his depravity. - 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧, the kind of man who would sell your soul to the devil and you will call it mercy. A man who smirks as the world collapses at his feet. That's how he lives. That's how he wins. Because to him, emotions are nothing but fractures in perfectly stitched armor and fractured people don't survive. They break. And Kabir Malhaan only ever learns how to break them first. ༺❀༻ 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐲𝐚𝐩. born with the whitest morals stitched into her soul, like armor. A girl who takes nothing for granted, who counts blessings like stars and carries her kindness like a quiet rebellion. In her world of chaos, it's her fractured, fading memories that hold her together. The only anchor she has to a life she can no longer fully remember, yet refuses to let go of. When her path crosses with an heir apparent of a mafia syndicate. She loses more
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