Lavender Rose

Lavender Rose

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Can she cope with arranged marriage? "I also told you not to get excited, I ain't jealous... just territorial." placing a hand over her throat, he squeezed. "Well I suggest you keep your 'territorial' bullshit to yourself, I'm not your wife just yet Mr. Dragneel." she countered, grabbing the collar of his shirt.
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🍋🔞🫶 Highest ranking: #2 in nalufanfiction #1 in natsudragneel _____ Everyone in the city knows his name. Natsu Dragneel-brutal, brilliant, wildly rich and untouchable. Whether it's in a courtroom or behind the scenes in Fiore's underworld, he gets what he wants. And what he wants, he keeps. Fiercely. Obsessively. So when he dates Lucy Heartfilia, the entire world watches. A golden girl with perfect poise and soft smiles, Lucy becomes the wife of the most dangerous man in the city. Some call her lucky. Others say she's a fool. But there's only one title that sticks, whispered behind closed doors, murmured with jealousy or awe: The Dragneel's slut. They don't know the truth. They don't know how she looks in lace on his lap, wearing nothing but diamonds and bruises in the shape of his hands. They don't know how she begs to be ruined, how she smiles when he spits filth into her ear, how her knees hit the floor with worship. They don't know that he treats her like a queen and his favorite toy-that she lets him, craves it, loves it. They don't know how adored she is, or how deeply she loves him back. Because beneath the collar around her neck and the fire in his eyes is something no one else gets to see: their secret language of touches and glances. A love so violent it aches. A bond forged through lust, trust, and total surrender. What they have isn't just sex-it's religion. And Lucy would kneel at his altar forever. But power comes with enemies. And when someone threatens what's his, Natsu doesn't hesitate to burn the world down to protect her. In a city full of lies, blood, and greed, Lucy might be the only thing still pure. And he'll keep her that way-by wrecking her over and over again. This is not a story about innocence. It's about filthy devotion, public scandal, private worship, and what it really means to belong to someone.

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