✧ Dark Romance Thriller ✧
He pressed me hard against the wall, his breath hot against my ear "Didn't I tell you, Mmm?" He whispered as his lips grazed my earlobe.
"Not to hurt yourself...HUH?" he breathed against my neck, as his lips trailed sloppy open mouth-kisses all over my neck.
My hands instinctively moved against my back, desperate to break free from his hold, but instead, they brushed against his hardness, sending a jolt of heat straight to my core.
"Argh," he groaned loudly, his mouth lingering on my jawline leaving a raspy and shaky breath against my skin, making it impossible to think straight.
I shifted slightly, trying to slip out of his grip, but it was futile. His hold tightened around my wrists, "Trying to escape, your husband, love?" he murmured darkly, pressing me harder into the wall, His free hand sliding into my neck, fingers tightening gently as he tilted my head forcing me to meet his gaze, his voice dripping with sin.
"You still think you have a chance of leaving me... Huh?"
𝑴𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅-𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓, 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆.
He was a never-ending nightmare, a darkness that wrapped around my soul and refused to let go. Yet he owned me in ways I never wished to be possessed- his smile, his whispers, his unwavering gentleness... a reminder of the happiness we once shared, and every touch- my inevitable destruction.
𝑴𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆-𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆.
She was the reason behind my whole existence, the only truth I ever knew in a world of lies. But loving her was like holding onto a blade-cutting me deeper with every second, drawing blood that spelled her name. And I would bleed for her, again and again, even knowing it would never be enough.
Together, we were chaos masquerading as love-too broken to fix, too entwined to walk away
Book #1 in Sinful Series
RUDRANSHxAADHYA
"Do you know what I do with traitors?" His voice was hard but shaky, like he was barely holding back his rage. I shook my head, fear gripping me as I tried to stay still. His lips twisted into a cruel smile, amusement mixed with malice. "I make them regret it," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. The knife hovered near my throat.
My heart raced, each beat echoing my terror. I didn't dare move or breathe as his eyes searched mine for any hint of defiance.
"But since you're mine, and I can't hurt you," he continued, his voice calm despite the heat of his breath, "I'll go after the one who dared to touch what's mine. He won't see the next sunrise." Tears filled my eyes, and I shook my head.
A cold chill ran through me as his tone turned deadly. "I'll make him suffer," he promised darkly. "He'll beg for mercy, but by the end, he'll wish he never even looked at you."
His lips brushed mine as he whispered, sending dread coursing through me. "And when it's done, you'll know how far I'll go to protect what's mine."
I looked into his eyes, the horror of what was coming sinking in. There was nothing I could do to stop him. The storm was coming, and it would leave only destruction behind.
Join Rudransh and Aadhya on their rollercoaster ride, where betrayal and mistrust threaten to tear them apart at every turn. In a world where loyalty is fleeting and the line between love and hate blurs, they must navigate the dark shadows of their pasts and the dangerous forces that conspire against them.