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Reads 5,405
Votes 336
Parts 29
Time 7h 43m

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billionaire painter possessive revenge serialkiller

" Don't worry, Cupcake. Everything is halal when it comes to us. " He twisted the hair string which was kissing her face. Sort of jealousy maybe.

" Even if I f**k you here. " He patted the counter behind her. " On the counter. Or on the floor. Or the table of the shop, or the cash counter of the shop. My touch. " He was scanning her pale face when his back of finger caressed her soft and red cheek. " My desire for you. My intention towards you. Nothing is wrong....."

Slap!

After a hard sound, his words cut off and silence swathed the whole shop along with the kitchen.
What will happen when her blind eyes see the wrath of his darkness? Will his obsession tarnish her soul? Will she see the color of the love she was promised?All Rights Reserved

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Nasty Impulse | ✔ by xhuzaifaahmad

"Come back, Ava. Why did you leave me?" He said looking deep into my eyes. "After what you did, no one can come back to you!" I shook my arm forcefully, freeing myself off of his hold. I kept standing there facing him. I once again looked straight in his dark eyes and hissed, "You are a piece of shit and nothing else." He held my both forearms as tightly as he could, making me wince with the pain he was inflicting on me. He came near me, so near that I could feel the heat radiating from his body, making my surrounding warm and fearful. He leaned down to meet my face and said with a smirk on his face, "This piece of shit is your husband and you know that." ENTER ON AN EXCITING JOURNEY OF Love, Hate and Revenge. . . . cover designer | @equivocally highest ranking | #502 in Romance #212 in Mystery #247 in Thriller #12 in HOT #6 in Cocky #207 in CEO #16 Sexy #3 in Blood #2 in Project Woman Up #1 in Intentions

The Devil's Redemption by devilqueen67

The Russian mafia boss, who is engaged to a woman he can't stand, and a woman who works for the Criminal Investigation Department as an agent and a forensic pathologist. Two people from different worlds meet in a dark alleyway; fate does its work and connects their lives together. ____________ "I know you all are curious," he began, his Russian accent thick and unmistakable. "But the only thing you need to remember is that this beautiful woman," his hand rested possessively on my shoulder, "is Eleanor Morozov." His eyes swept over the room, challenging anyone to dispute his claim. "But most importantly, she is mine." "Every word that comes out of her mouth," he says, his voice echoing through the cavernous room, "will hold as much power and meaning as my own. You disrespect her," he pauses, his gaze sweeping over each man, "you die. You look down at her, you die. You think of her in any way but as my equal, you die, and the process will be... unpleasant." Vlad takes his seat beside me, his hand resting casually on the arm of the chair. "Now that we have that cleared up, let's continue what we're here for."

Abandoned wife by Abhil11

Vindictive words of your beloved hurts the most. At first you are taken aback. You won't believe its from them. It cause unbearable pain at first but pain doesn't lessen in second, third and so on time. As the time passes intensity of the pain increased and at one point either you completely succumbed or became immune to every emotion. This is story of Vindictive Akshay and headstrong Smita. "I'll do as I please. Who are you to stop me? "Anger radiating from each cell of Smita. Her eyes were shooting daggers and pupils dilated.Nostrils were flared, muscles clenched and fist is ready to hit him. " Ah my feisty princess is back. "he remarks. " I am not yours infact I never was. "she snapped. He took calculative steps towards her and holds her waist tightly with one hand. " What are you doing?" Smita struggles in his arms. She moved her hands vigorously to free herself from his grip but no avail his grip tightened on her waist. He pulled her towards him. Her breast were touching his bare torso. Her each movement now igniting raw passion and desire. Her breath became uneven and her struggle subsides.Its good for her as her efforts is sterile in compare to his strength. His hand touched her neck and stopped at her chin. He lifts her chin and looked directly into her eyes. "kiss me. "he ordered her. His words felt like venom. It felt like someone pour molten lava in her ears. She tries to push him away but his grip strengthens. "You will kiss me today sweetheart. "his words ran shivers in her spine. " please "came a whisper from her. " You can leave AFTER KISSING ME" his emphasise words broke her hope. She stands on her tip toes, hold his face in her hands and placed her lips on his. His hand caressed her hairs and pulled her closer. He took all she have. When they were breathless he broke the kiss. "Forever mine, all mine, mine only . "he remarked. "Never yours." English is not my first language so you may witness grammatical errors.

𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 | 18+ by Swikieeee

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡... ❝You are only mine to ruin and mine to fuck Doll.❞ Since childood, Her sinless heart was too pure and innocent to understand his hatred towards her. He was a sinner who drowned her to the fire of his hatered with his cruel intentions to ruin her pure soul and body. "L-leave me!" She said, her lively brown orbs were scared, shocked, numb, sparkling in sadness. Her sparkling eyes attracted him with no limits. He leaned towards her ear, removing the strand of her messy hair softly. Showing how precious she is. Yet hurting her. "How can I kitten, when your already mine. Trapped with me, sinfully" he whispered with a tragically dark aura. "You are my little doll, and your only purpose should be to get used and fucked by me.", he buzzed in a hushed tone. Her throat dried in fear, hearing his words, her brown orbs sparkling in sadness. She knew, no escape anymore. But after hearing his next words Her soul burned into ashes, her whole world crushed into pieces. "Punishment time, kitten. " he growled, his voice filled with nothing but lust. Something poisonous like obsession could be seen at his dark orbs. A lone tear escape from her orbs, witnessing there is no way anymore left for her. She can't escape now. He will surely cage her, sinfully. "You consider me as a monster, don't you?" He gripped her neck tightly, causing a tear to slip down from her eyes. Hàe leaned closer to her face, causing their noses to rub against each other. "Then tonight I will really become one for you and will torment this innocence of yours, my little doll..." 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐢𝐧

Masked Feelings by LechnaBaram

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? I'm a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me? Two persons. Two different worlds. Domination or submission? Relationship? What happens when two persons get into a thrilling, confusing and intense relationship? Love or hatred? Read to find out!

Enchantment by meg_Thornton

As we stepped into the penthouse, Declan finally released my arm. I rubbed the spot where his fingers had dug in, already feeling the bruise forming beneath my skin. The silence stretched between us, taut as a wire ready to snap. "Are you going to explain what that was all about?" I demanded, my voice trembling with barely contained anger. Declan whirled on me, his eyes flashing dangerously. "Don't play innocent, Venus. I saw you with him." "With who? Halvard?" I laughed incredulously. "Your best friend? The man who's been nothing but supportive of our relationship?" "Supportive?" Declan spat the word like it was poison. "He's been waiting for his chance, circling like a vulture." I shook my head, disbelief washing over me. "You're being ridiculous. Halvard would never-" "Don't defend him!" Declan roared, making me flinch. "I've seen the way he looks at you, the way you light up around him. Do you think I'm blind?" My heart raced as I watched Declan pace the room like a caged animal. This wasn't the man I'd fallen in love with. This wasn't the Declan who had swept me off my feet with his charm and intensity. This was someone else entirely, someone consumed by jealousy and paranoia.

Being loved by a Millionaire by thewritingmama

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𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 | 𝟏𝟖+ by shruwrites_

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Fascinated by Galen_Yana

"I thought you really liked me." She whispered with moist hazel eyes and despair. His heart spasmed at the view, seeing how hurt she is. For a moment or two his steal gray eyes filled with solicitude for her which he immediately brushed off as his ego and self-esteem overpowered his mind. He chuckled softly taking slow predatory steps towards her. "Oh darling! I never thought you to be this immature. I just manipulated you to think that way. Only thing I feel for you is lust and vengeance." With smirk on his face he approached her slowly yet in long strides. She stepped back with fear written all over her face till her back hit the wall.

Run Way Bride by inkoflove

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