Body Language
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  • Reads 10,680
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  • Parts 39
  • Time 4h 12m
Complete, First published Jul 20, 2015
Mature
Can you hear the murder urging you?
Or have you ever felt it coming?
No?
Maybe you can see it, if you come a little bit closer to... him!
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π˜Ώπ™šπ™˜π™šπ™₯π™©π™žπ™€π™£π™¨ π™€π™’π™—π™§π™–π™˜π™š || +18 by L0rdess
59 parts Complete Mature
[COMPLETE] They didn't fall in love. They collided. π‘π¨π²πšπ₯ 𝐁𝐨π₯𝐚𝐣𝐒 𝐀𝐒𝐬𝐨 never asked to be dragged into the world of bloodstained suits and whispered threats, but survival doesn't wait for permission. Sharp tongued, relentless, and haunted by a past she refuses to speak of, Royal is no damsel. When a mission fails, she's left bleeding and trapped in the hands of a man more dangerous than the ghosts chasing her. And just when the smoke starts to clear, she realizes: this isn't over. It's only just begun. 𝐍𝐒𝐜𝐨π₯𝐚𝐬 π‘πžπ’π π§ 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞π₯π₯𝐒 is a name that carries weight. Cold blooded when necessary, charming when it benefits him, and deadly no matter the hour. As the heir to a criminal empire, loyalty is everything. But Royal? She's the first thing in years he can't control. β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€βŠ±π“†©β™°π“†ͺβŠ°β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€ Thrown together by a war they didn't start, forced to trust when trust could kill them both, Royal and Nico walk a fine line between power, vulnerability and love. β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€βŠ±π“†©β™°π“†ͺβŠ°β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€ "You're not supposed to root for them. But you will." - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱
π€π‚πˆπƒ π‹πŽπ•π„ : 𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 π€ππŽπ”π“ π‡πˆπ’ πŽππ’π„π’π’πˆπŽπ | πŸπŸ–+ by summerymango
16 parts Ongoing Mature
"Please... leave me" she whispered while trembling, tears spilling from her eyes as he stood so close, trapping her against the wall. "Why, love? Did I hurt you?" he asked gently. She nodded no. "Did I shout at you?" he continued tucking a tendril of her hair behind her ear.Again she nodded no. "Then why, love? Why do you want to leave?" he said, resting his forehead against hers.His breath was hot on her skin, and her body seemed to respond, craving more. "Just see how your body wants me..." he whispered, sealing his lips over hers in a deep, possessive kiss. 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 π’πˆππ†π‡ π‘π€π“π‡πŽπ‘π„ A 27-year-old enigmatic mogul, commands a vast business empire that spans industries and continents.His name is synonymous with power and wealth, yet he remains an elusive figure, shrouded in mystery. No photographs of him exist, and he never appears in public, cultivating an aura of intrigue and fear.Whispers of his dark methods and ruthless tactics circulate in hushed tones, painting a picture of a man who thrives in the shadows, commanding his empire with an iron fist. πŒπ€π˜π€ π•π„π‘πŒπ€ A 24 - years-old, is an acid attack survivor whose face tells a story of immense adversity, with one half bearing the scars of the attack and the other half remaining unscathed.Despite her remarkable academic achievements and stellar qualifications, she faces a relentless struggle to find a job.Potential employers see only her scars, disregarding her talents and capabilities, making her feel invisible in a world that judges by appearances.Her story is one of resilience and brilliance overshadowed by superficial judgments. What will happen when his eyes fall upon this little bird? Peep to know more. 18+ #2 Virgin Male ( 04/05/2025) This story contains mature themes and Torture and Murder Scenes. This story is written by following all types of wattpad guidelines. Don't try to report the story because it's alre
Il Mio Fiore by amigoclen22
62 parts Ongoing Mature
I sinfully loved the position we were in. "touch me like you want to" He says hoarsely. Jesus! Is it me or is the weather getting hot. For a moment, I raise my had to touch him but then again, he rejected my touch not too long ago and it hurt so now it's his turn to feel it. I hear him groan as he presses further into me. What's up with him? His hand that held my hurt leg pushes further up my thigh. "touch me π‘“π‘–π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’, you know you want to" He says, his voice darker than usual. Yeah sure I want to but I'm not gonna if you say it like that. "touch me or I'll touch you and I guarantee that I'll do way more than just touching" --- Rose Smith Compared to her two sisters, Alyssa and Anais, Rose Smith, an American 18 year old highschool student, has always considered herself 'ugly', or so she thought until she crosses paths with the walking storm, DamiΓ‘n Valendez who's on a vacation in America. She thought the dangerously handsome and unimaginably sexy Italian devil to be just another client but little did she do know that she had been claimed by the most dangerous mafia boss in the whole of Italy. DamiΓ‘n Valendez With the amount of blood on his hands and cruelty in his demeanor, this 23 year old walking storm was destined to destroy anything he lays his hands on. That was until he came across a little precious rose and with the type of demanding man he is, he gets what he wants...and he wants her but is the feeling mutual? Will she fall for him or despise his existence? Will he fall for her or consider her a sex tool like the others? ...
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