✦❧✦ CONTENT WARNING ✦❧✦
This story contains mature themes intended for adult readers, including:
✦ explicit language
✦ consensual adult intimacy
✦ caregiver‑style power‑exchange dynamics
✦ BDSM‑coded interactions
✦ dominant/submissive relationship structures
✦ "Master" title usage within a consensual context
✦ emotional intensity and psychological themes
If you enjoy dark romance, structured dynamics, and emotionally layered power‑exchange, this story may resonate with you.
If these themes are not your preference, please read with care.
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Kalia's life shatters the night her ex decides he's done with her - and hands her over to another dominant man she barely knows.
What should have been the worst moment of her life becomes the beginning of something she never expected.
Aleksander is nothing like Clark.
He's patient where Clark was cruel, steady where Clark was selfish, and far more dangerous than he ever lets on.
And then there's Viktor - Aleksander's closest friend, just as commanding, just as magnetic, and just as drawn to her.
Two men who don't share each other...
but share her.
Two different kinds of dominance.
One girl caught between them - or maybe finally, finally held.
As Kalia learns their rules, their rhythms, and the safety she never knew she needed, she discovers a truth she can't ignore:
She wasn't given away.
She was found.
A dark, emotional, reverse‑harem romance about healing, trust, and the kind of devotion that rewrites a life.
✦ dual doms
✦ one girl, two masters
✦ slow‑burn intensity
✦ emotional depth
✦ power‑exchange dynamics
✦ found‑family softness wrapped in danger
"You don't get to choose freedom after I've chosen you."
Love was never part of the plan.
Neither was consent.
For Mikolaj Kuznetsov, control is currency. Power is inherited, enforced, and protected at all costs. What he takes, he keeps. What belongs to him does not leave.
Malayia was never meant to be seen only contained.
Taken from her life and locked inside an estate built on silence and money, she becomes a possession disguised as a privilege. Dressed, fed, watched. Paraded through luxury that feels more like a cage than comfort.
Everyone assumes she'll break quietly.
They're wrong.
Malayia doesn't submit easily. She doesn't soften on command. Every smile is forced. Every moment of calm is borrowed. And the more Mikolaj tries to mold her into something obedient, the more she reminds him that obedience was never promised.
What begins as control curdles into fixation.
What should have stayed transactional becomes personal.
Because Malayia is not fragile. She is not grateful. And she is not blind to the blood on his hands.
In a world ruled by men who mistake ownership for devotion, the line between protection and possession blurs beyond recognition. And when power, violence, and desire collide, survival isn't about escape anymore.
It's about who bends first.
And who burns everything down trying not to.
WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, sexual tension, and explicit scenes. Reader discretion is advised.