!! FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE !! (+16 years old) (List of Trigger Warning (TW) at the beginning of the book, please refer to it)
In a world ravaged by war where women are prey to the enemy, Catilia, a sunny and adorable young adult, refuses to lock herself away in safety and insists on participating in the war effort. Since everyone thinks she is crazy and carefree, she is placed in the hands of the five best soldiers of her country who must watch over her and prevent her from putting herself in danger.
Catilia then has only one goal : escape them to fight. But she would never have thought that the members of team 11 111 would be so gifted, seductive and... intriguing.
As for Derius, Grime, Zod, Sacha and Ashen, the members of team 11 111 with personalities all as different as each other, none of them expected this girl to turn their daily lives upside down so much. What started out as a mission quickly becomes a vital objective: to protect the fragile and innocent young woman they thought she was.
However, Catilia is not a damsel in distress, she is strong and intelligent. She is their savior.
This story is a reverse harem and contains different tropes like: enemies to lovers, sunshine/grumpy or forced proximity.
I'm just a French girl trying to do her best with my English skills and translation software to translate the stories I write so I apologize in advance if you find nonsense, unclear words, mistakes or strange sentences.
Don't hesitate to tell me if you notice any of these things or if you find that the story is not very fluid to read.
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"Kapde utar," he said coldly.
["Strip"]
Dhimahi's hands shook as she reached for her dupatta. There was no point resisting. She knew it.
But she was too slow.
Trayambak stormed towards her, ripped her kurti, and forced her down to her knees.
"Muh khol."
["Open your mouth"]
She looked up at him, her eyes full of fear, pleading silently.
"Mere paas duniya bhar ka samay nahi hai, muh khol, warna mujhe aur bhi tareeke aate hai," he snapped, grabbing her hair again with one hand and slapping her lightly with the other.
["I don't have all the time in the world- open your mouth, or I know other ways to make you,"]
She was empty now. Her tears kept falling, but she didn't fight. She couldn't. Like always, she did what she was told.
Because Trayambak wasn't a husband.
He was a monster.
And she was trapped.