Amour Fou

Amour Fou

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Amour Fou /əˌmʊə ˈfuː/ Part Of Speech: Noun, French Noun Phrase Meaning: Uncontrollable Or Obsessive Passion; Mad Love ------------------------------------- Ayani, an orphan, who on her way back from school comes across an unknown man, Gabriel Iglesias, who is on the brink of death... Not being able to turn a blind eye, she helps him. Gabriel Iglesias, an upcoming name, who almost at the stage of amass wealth and prominence was suddenly brought to his knees about to be wiped out from existence, before being saved by what he called his very own angel and demon. Gabriel was recovered to a miserable and shameful life where he had lost everything and everyone. Having to work even harder than before and his hands the dirtiest they've ever been, Gabriel finally attained the pinnacle. Now, he was coming to show Ayani just how grateful he was for her help. ---------------------------------------------- Gabriel's dark eyes lecherously gazed down at the petite unconscious figure that was seated beside him. He lifted a finger, gently tracing down her cheek to her bottom lip before his hand crept lower to slip the spaghetti strap off her left shoulder, further exposing the top of her soft mounds. His breath deepened, almost becoming laboured as his powerful form shook with twisted excitement. "Sweet, sweet Ayani. So beautiful, yet so clueless." Gabriel's deep voice whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. His hand once again made a slinky movement as he slipped two fingers into the ajar lips of the drugged female, thrusting them in and out, like he would with his cock soon enough. "I can't fucking wait to have my way with you. I've been too nice, I won't hold back this time and your tight little innocent body is going to willing take everything I give you." He sinfully growled, his self-restraint barely in check. Gabriel already knew he was a cruel man, but this woman unlocked and awakened an even worst sadistic part of him. On Wattpad Only.
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It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.

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