HIS CAPTIVE BRIDE 18+
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Last published Thu, Apr 10, 2025
"Don't touch me," she hissed, pushing at his chest.
He caught her wrists mid-air, pinned them to the wall above her head.
"Then stop looking at me like you want it," he growled, lips brushing hers.
She turned her face away. "I said no."
"But your body," he whispered against her throat, "is begging louder than your mouth ever could."
His hand slid up her thigh, slow... possessive.
"Hate me all you want, Mrs. Thakur. But tonight, you'll scream my name through every lie you've told yourself."
Warning: This is a dark, twisted, and obsessive romance with non-con/dub-con themes, age gap, forced marriage, and a ruthless alpha who only bows for the girl he caged. 18+ only.
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