The Heiress's Silent Captor by adeen

The Heiress's Silent Captor by adeen

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MatureComplete Tue, Jun 17, 20252h 4m

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𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 | 𝟏𝟖+ "You were made to be ruined, Sophie. And I'll be the man to do it-with patience... or without." · 𖥸 · Sophie Maddox is the embodiment of innocence-delicate, obedient, and untouched by the outside world. At just nineteen, she's spent her life hidden behind silk curtains and garden walls, raised under the strict rule of a powerful but crumbling family who taught her to be seen, not heard. With honey-blonde hair, doll-like gray-blue eyes, and a voice as soft as a whisper, Sophie has never disobeyed an order, never spoken to a man without permission, and certainly never known the kind of hunger that simmers behind the eyes of Liam Voss-the man she's been forced to marry. Liam, a thirty-two-year-old billionaire with a brutal past and a reputation that sends men running, is the definition of control. Ruthless in business and terrifying in presence, he's used to having everything his way-until Sophie. He didn't want love. He didn't want softness. What he wanted was an heir, a contract fulfilled, and a wife who would never question his authority. But Sophie's quiet submission awakens something possessive and feral inside him, something darker than dominance-a need to claim her in ways no contract could bind. She was given to him. Trained to obey. But the more he touches her, the more he realizes: breaking her might be the only way to keep her.

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Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

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