Story cover for ✧Velvet Chains✧ by MochiYui
✧Velvet Chains✧
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  • Reads 874
  • Votes 73
  • Parts 36
  • Time 2h 57m
Ongoing, First published Jun 24
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Velmirra.
A city of mist and marble, uncharted and unreachable unless it wants you. A place where the elite trade secrets behind silk masks and pleasure is just another weapon in the war for control. Beneath its opulent façade lies a heartbeat of ancient magic and whispered curses, pulsing through every stone, every shadow.

She is elegance draped in defiance  a bratty, magnetic beauty who plays with power like fire. To the world, she's composed, divine, and untouchable. But inside, she craves to be undone  not by a man who grovels, but by one who can break her without ever raising his voice.

He is not a man who plays. He doesn't flirt , he claims. Cold, cruel, breathtaking. With eyes like frost and a past soaked in velvet and blood, he's not looking for a partner. He's waiting for something deeper. Older. Darker.

They collide at Velmirra's infamous masquerade, a night where no one speaks their real name, and masks hide more than faces.
She tempts him just to feel something.
He indulges her just to turn the knife.

But their game unleashes something that should've stayed buried.
A bond older than time.
A curse that tastes like desire.
A hunger neither of them can control.

As obsession tightens its grip, submission becomes sacred... and surrender may be the most dangerous sin of all.

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