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Rent A Boyfriend ; 18+

Rent A Boyfriend ; 18+

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Aug 11, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Dark Romance
Enemies to Lovers
Slow Burn
"Strip, sweetheart." "Aruykt, please-" "Should I do it myself?" The scalpel slid beneath the thin strap of her kurti, slicing through the fabric as his fingers tightened around her jaw. "Hm. Didn't I tell you not to come between me and my work?" He studies death for a living. But loving him might be far more dangerous. - A/N Read at your own risk.
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Note:- If you are a silent reader then I'll advise you to stay away from my books as My work is not made for people who can't appreciate creativity. Thank you. 📚 ❝𝑳𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎❞ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐈 | ❝𝐏𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐝𝐬❞ ⋆.˚🪻༘⋆ ╰┈➤ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐮777⋆˚꩜。 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏:- "Your love felt like a beautiful lie, You never said. Your eyes held a hint of a quiet plea, And, I, cowardly met it with a wall of ignorance. ​I told you I hated the sight of you, But my heart was a traitor, begging for your stay. Now I stand in the wreckage of words I never meant, Watching the space between us grow into an ocean. ​The silence now is not empty, but heavy with ghosts, Of the soft, spoken truths I buried in the dark. I watch you move through the life we once sketched in ink, A queen of a kingdom I dismantled with a bitter remark. ​You are elegance cloaked in a velvet, sharp sorrow, And I am the architect of the distance that kills me. I stare at the waves where our promises drowned, And wait for a tide that refuses to bring you back to me."

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