Eyes don't see more

Eyes don't see more

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mar, jun 3, 2025
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Natasha's investigation leads her straight into the lion's den-and into the arms of Lusaka's most dangerous man. Kondwani is tasked with silencing her, but something about her spirit calls to the twisted, possessive part of him that doesn't want to end her. He wants to own her. He kidnaps her. Holds her in a penthouse high above the city, where the windows are tinted and the rules are his. He tells her it's only until the heat dies down. He lies. She tries to fight him at first. He enjoys it. He teases her, corners her, whispers filth in her ear just to watch her squirm. "You're not afraid of me, Natasha... but you should be. I'm not gentle. I'm not safe. I'm not the kind of man you walk away from... I'm the one you crawl back to." She hates him. She wants him. He punishes her when she talks back and rewards her when she submits. But their tension is a slow burn that explodes into scenes dripping with dominance, restraint, forbidden fantasies... and late-night moans behind locked doors.
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"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

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