Kritika Sheroff, never expected her life to take a 360° turn in Dubai. A brilliant college student, she arrived for a diplomatic summit-determined to make an impact, not to fall in love. But then she met Kritharth Tharana, a man destined for the throne. With her sharp mind and unwavering trust, she helped him rise to power, believing he was the one.
But love is a dangerous illusion. One moment, she was his queen; the next, just another name in his past. When she caught him in the arms of another, her world shattered. Betrayed and broken in a city that once held her dreams, she was ready to fade into the shadows.
Until Kabir Saxena stepped in. The man who once saved Kritharth was now here to save her. He was everything she wasn't prepared for-intense, unpredictable, and carrying a past as complicated as her own. He pulled her back from the depths of heartbreak, showing her that revenge, power, and love are a deadly mix.
But in a city of gold, where desire is currency and betrayal is inevitable, who can she really trust? Will Kritika find her true king, or will history repeat itself?
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....