HIS DARK LOVE
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its dark romance story.....its my 1st dark book....english is not my first language....so plzz ignore grammar mistake....
"leave me it's paining so much" she feel like he will pull out her hair from her head...he started to drag inside me..he pulled her harshly near to his face she couldn't able to see his eyes...i closed my eyes with utter fear
"where is deepa" he asked with high tone
"i don't know anyone with name deepa" her words stumbled hard
he smacked her hardly his one hand hold her both hand in his grip....while he smacked her continuously by other hand
"it..pai..ne..d a lo..tttt" again he smacked her...
"then tell me where is deepa" he agian asked her dark tone...while he hold her chin in his grip
she nodded her head as no
"okay...if you show your stubborness then i will show mine" with that he break her long chain roughly that she wear for her wedding...due to his rough act that chain scratched her neck
"ahh..ahhh" she tired to push him away the more she push him away he got closer to her more...he caged her between him and wall
"last time i am asking you where is she?" he asked her while playing with her wedding dress...
she nodded as no
"you never learnt your lesson" with that he removed her lehanga dupata from her...her clothed breast came to view for all lustful eyes.
divie into the journey of a man who don't think twice before killing anyone...and never let anyone to distract him from his king postion....
a women didn't even able to hurt her tormentor...having a kind heart...she gave him what he craved for year...
will he cage her
or
will he leave her for her happiness
lets peek into the story
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His Captive 21+ (Under Major Editing)
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The Queen of Night
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Boundaries of Obsession
His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, what devilish aura he shadowed if she accepted him and was ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, and he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain. She only wishes to go away from all the emotions, but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain? No, she never hated him. She changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love, why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness, or is he already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene, calm face... she is looking directly into his deep, dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why would you like to provoke me... ha, " his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing in front of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently, rubbing the soft, gentle, dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes, accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me, sweetheart, what punishment should I give him." A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband," she said as he didn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢
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