The Cages We Build [E]

The Cages We Build [E]

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A prison in which my heart dwells. ~~~~ "I'm going to show you something that will make you more addicted to than any drug in the world," he whispered softly in my ear from behind as i felt that sweet little sensation building in my most delicate part. ------ Grace Valencia was a sister and a daughter until that cruel day she became a sister and a guardian. For her little brother, she learned sign language and the painful world of a young mother role. He was a heartless genius, a tyrant, a charmer, a man with the delicate skill of manipulating people. He is ruthless in the pursuit of his own interests. And one of his interests is Grace. What will Grace do when she is made an offer, a condition of her job and her future? And this from a man who vacillates between mysterious romantic passion and dark dominance. But what someone doesn't know is that their fate was sealed long before their mortifying reunion. ~~~~ "Every time I try to escape from this depth of agonizing darkness it's claws grab me from behind and drag me deeper into the dark, cold cage once more, swallowing me whole. And each time my heart becomes more blind and deaf."
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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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