His Wife
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Ongoing6m
Last published Mon, Jul 15, 2024
You can't say no to me, Siya. You're my property. You are mine!" He said calmly but it was the scariest voice she ever heard, As the reality of her situation sank in, tears welled up in Siya's eyes. She felt trapped, like a prey caught in a lion's den. The man's gaze bore into her, making her feel even more helpless. She couldn't believe the lengths her stepmother had gone to in order to get rid of her. Every fiber of her was wanted to run, but she knew there was no escape.
"Noo.... don't come near me...." Her voice quivered as she pressed her back further into the wall, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. She felt a wave of despair wash over her, realizing how truly trapped she was. Her heart pounded in her chest as the man's cold eyes watched her every move, and she wished desperately for a way out.
""I beg you, please leave me alone," she pleaded, her voice breaking. Suddenly, her legs gave out, and she collapsed to her knees. He rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed by her desperation.
"I will spare you tonight, Siya not because of your worth but simply I am in a good mood" he stated calmly, squatting down in front of her, "but next time I want you," he continued his voice is low and menacing "I will make you beg for mercy" he whispered there words into her ears with a sinister smirk that sent ae
chill down to her spine..
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HEREMAKONO ( AWAITING HAPPINESS )
Nnadia had called her husband over ten times but to no avail. After what seemed like hours, she heard the sound of his car. Few minutes later he entered the living room. To her surprise, he passed right by her without sparing her a glance. She practically ran after him trying to ask about Mikes situation. She came close and tried touching his arm when he roared. "Don't even presume to touch me ever in your life". Dumbfounded, she asked " But why?" " Really?" He asked turning to face her with anger evident in his voice. And the confusion on her face only infuriated him even more. " Are you really going to pretend now? " He asked coming even closer. " Wow! You are such an amazing actress." He said. Clapping his hands. " But let me ask, don't you have one iota of shame in you? What kind of a woman are you anyways? I always knew you never had any feelings for me but still didn't expect you to stoop this low. How could you Nnadia? You pushed your husband out of your room only to bring someone else in his place? Even if you don't have respect or love for me, you should have at least thought about your status as a married woman." Tears trickled down her face for she was hurt beyond words. He turned to leave once more and she tried following. " Oh God! She exclaimed. Abdullah please wait, it's, it's not what you are thinking at all. Please let..." He shouted this time around silencing her. " In the name of Allah please don't speak, i detest your voice. And your face, your face only brings me pain. I'm gladly going to give you your freedom so you can be with him. Just don't let me see your face till then." Nnadia couldn't believe her eyes or ears. She has never seen him this angry before. He got it wrong. How could he even think she would ever give his place to someone like Mike? Earlier today she had thought that they were finally going to be happy. At this moment with his bitter words still echoing in her ears, she really doubted it now.Complete
Bed of Nails
"Get out," I said in a firm voice, but it shook a bit at the end. The muscles in his jaw tensed when I said that. Instead of getting out, he closed the door and started taking calculative predatory steps toward me. His eyes moved all over my length. My heart started to drum fast. It made me take a step back until my back was flat against the wall. "I said get out," I repeated, trying to sound firm when he was only a step away from me. He stood in front of me with his hands in his pants pocket. "Last time I checked, I still own this place," he said arrogantly in his deep voice, which made me want to sink into the wall. He stood in front of me. "But it's my workplace," I breathed out when he cut an inch of distance between us. His body was not touching me, but my body still twitched as if his calloused hands were moving all over me. I lowered my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself, but my heartbeat raised when I heard steps coming towards us. "Someone is coming. Go from here," I found myself pleading. The steps became louder as if the person were just a few steps away from opening the door. I don't want rumours to be spread here. An evil smile formed on the corner of his lips looking at the distress on my face. "I'm not afraid to be seen with my wife," he said in his deep, low voice, sending shivers down my spine. My eyes snapped towards him in anger. I know he was doing this on purpose because no one here knows we are married. Why is he breaking the deal?
HER MOBSTER
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Fate in his hands
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His Vivid Devotion ( Duet#1 )
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Her Darkest Obsession
It was raining heavily, while Siya was driving the car fearlessly, but has only fear of him. While Yuvaan kept following her, breaking all the rules and speed limits, but she didn't know that who is following her, she can only see a Royal Black Car behind her. Yuvaan suddenly drifted his car infront of her's in order to stop her, and due to that Siya stopped her car considerably. " Who the fuck you are ?" she shouted while coming out of car making sure that she is audible to him and not knowing who that person is. Her black sexy dress getting wet in the presence of the rain. While a well- built man in black shirt, came out of his car. He was looking imperfectly perfect with every 'black garment' on his body, and was recognized by Siya. " Your husband-to-be ." he said in a smirking way while marching towards her. His bare body was visible due to rain. She started hesitating while her car keys were fallen down, she couldn't even see them in the rain. While Yuvaan was just few centimeter's apart from her. Finally she founded the keys and picked them and was about to open the car's gate but it was too late. He suddenly snatched the car keys from her and pinned her on the gate of the car. Their faces were just inches apart and they even could sense their breathings. " Just stay away from me, you asshole ." she shouted while pushing him at the back and was about to run but this time Yuvaan held her neck and waist from her back and this time they were more close to each other. " Listen Mrs. Siya Singhania, you are the accuse for my sister's death, some revenge must be taken right. Either you marry me, or you will watch your whole family suffer in prison. Come on baby, choice is yours." he said And at that moment Yuvaan suddenly lifted her up in his arms knowing the answer and also knowing another reason for marrying her. She started hitting his back but nothing happened to him. . . . Ok girls, can you guess what happened after it ? . . Forced Marriage Enemies to Lovers
WHEN WORLD'S COLLIDE
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The Love That Hurts (#Billionaire's Obsession) | ✓
"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔" •••• "Don't lie, Amisha. I'm sick of these lies. And if you're so sure that you didn't cheat on me, then fine, let's move on to the next step,prove me you didn't cheated on me" he said, and she frowned in confusion. He realized she didn't understand his intention. "Get intimate with me, tell me that you love me, and I'll believe you. I'll believe that you're telling the truth," he said, or more precisely, made an offer. She couldn't process his words. Her heart broke as she listened to him. •••• His expression darkened, pain flickering in his eyes. "Kya kami reh gayi thi, Amisha? Sab kuch diya tha tumhe... apna dil tumharee kadmon mein rakha tha. Fir bhi tumne yeh kiya?" His words came out in a choked whisper, his composure slipping. (Was there anything I didn't give you, Amisha? I gave you everything... I placed my heart at your feet. And still, you did this) Tears gathered in his eyes, though he struggled to maintain his demeanor, reminding himself he couldn't afford to be soft. "You're hurting me," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. His eyes flickered with guilt, but he didn't let go. "And what about the hurt you caused me?I loved you, Amisha. I gave you everything. My heart, my soul... everything. And still, you didn't choose me." Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should have looked into my eyes once, it was always you Vivaan. But your jealousy... your obsession... it's destroying us."Complete
Nnadia had called her husband over ten times but to no avail. After what seemed like hours, she heard the sound of his car. Few minutes later he entered the living room. To her surprise, he passed right by her without sparing her a glance. She practically ran after him trying to ask about Mikes situation. She came close and tried touching his arm when he roared. "Don't even presume to touch me ever in your life". Dumbfounded, she asked " But why?" " Really?" He asked turning to face her with anger evident in his voice. And the confusion on her face only infuriated him even more. " Are you really going to pretend now? " He asked coming even closer. " Wow! You are such an amazing actress." He said. Clapping his hands. " But let me ask, don't you have one iota of shame in you? What kind of a woman are you anyways? I always knew you never had any feelings for me but still didn't expect you to stoop this low. How could you Nnadia? You pushed your husband out of your room only to bring someone else in his place? Even if you don't have respect or love for me, you should have at least thought about your status as a married woman." Tears trickled down her face for she was hurt beyond words. He turned to leave once more and she tried following. " Oh God! She exclaimed. Abdullah please wait, it's, it's not what you are thinking at all. Please let..." He shouted this time around silencing her. " In the name of Allah please don't speak, i detest your voice. And your face, your face only brings me pain. I'm gladly going to give you your freedom so you can be with him. Just don't let me see your face till then." Nnadia couldn't believe her eyes or ears. She has never seen him this angry before. He got it wrong. How could he even think she would ever give his place to someone like Mike? Earlier today she had thought that they were finally going to be happy. At this moment with his bitter words still echoing in her ears, she really doubted it now.
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