Gates Of Devotion (Dark Romance)

Gates Of Devotion (Dark Romance)

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The back of Winston's legs are pressed against his bed as he towers over me. "Look at how excited she is." Vincent whispers as he rubs circles on my shoulders. My face grows flustered as I look at the floor. Winston's finger hooks around my chin, pulling my gaze to his. "Look at me." He says with a deep calmness. "We aren't going to go easy on you ." His eyes shoot back and forth on mine, looking for any sign of doubt. But I don't give him one. "This is what liking us will feel like." Vincent whispers against my ear. *** She was never supposed to be theirs. They took her anyway. Eden knows what danger looks like. She just never expected it to feel this good. The Vallari brothers didn't offer safety. They offered ownership. Their obsession burns hotter than fear. Their touch lingers longer than regret. In their world, love is not asked for. It is demanded. And once she Is claimed, they do not loosen their grip. *** ⚠️ Check Trigger Warnings ⚠️
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The marriage was decided in a room that smelled of smoke, blood, and old money. She was never asked. To the world beyond the locked gates, the two brothers were monsters-names whispered in fear, kings of an underworld built on extortion, bodies, and silence. The elder brother ruled with a mind like a blade: sharp, cold, precise. He calculated lives the way others counted coins, and mercy was a language he never learned. The younger brother was worse in a different way-raised without softness, trained without restraint. A beast shaped into human form, a killing machine who understood commands better than emotions. She had never seen the outside world. Never felt sunlight without bars between her and the sky. Her life had been a narrow corridor of obedience and bruises, raised by family who taught her silence before speech and pain before hope. She learned early that surviving meant enduring, that breathing quietly was safer than breathing freely. As mentioned the credits: the pictures used in this are not mine and it's right to its respectful owners.

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