I Was Told Not To Touch Him

I Was Told Not To Touch Him

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The mansion had rules. Don't stay out after midnight. Don't go near the top floor. And no matter what happens.... don't enter his room. Everyone fears the man living there. The staff avoid eye contact with him. Rumors spread through the halls like ghosts: girls disappearing, strange screams at night, locked doors that should never be opened. But the longer the new intern stays inside the mansion, the harder it becomes to ignore him. Because beneath the cold stares and expensive suits, something about him feels... wrong. And every month, behind the locked doors of the top floor, something terrifying happens to him. She should leave. She knows she should. But then he touches her for the first time.... and the monster inside him wakes up. And the more he touches her, the more dangerous he becomes. But leaving him might be impossible now. Because monsters don't like giving up what belongs to them. . . . . . . #DarkRomance #Mystery #Thriller #SlowBurn #BillionaireRomance #GothicRomance #Cursed
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TW Sexual assault Domestic violence Highest Ranking: #4 in Betrothed. #7 in Viking "I told you not to move," the brute said as he turned back to her. His face was blazing as he took her in. She had disobeyed his order. The brute took several long strides before kneeling beside her. Aila tried to bat away his hands as they reached for her. He wrapped one fist around both of her wrists to stop her from hitting him. "Nay!" He demanded. Another figure moved closer. A brute with short black hair and harsh jawbones. He was broad shouldered- not quite as burly as the first man- and muscular. He wore similar clothes but of darker colors. "She is a pretty one," he said with a devilish smile that didn't quite meet his eyes. He walked through the grass, his boots thudding loudly. "You planning to share?" "Nay!" The brute holding her said with such force. She shuddered at the authority he used. "She is mine!" "No," she protested with a hoarse voice.

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