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—To those women who can't even let any other female see their man's used condoms.
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—To those women who can't even let any other female see their man's used condoms.
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𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐗 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 She never wanted to marry him & He never wanted her to be his wife But destiny had other plans..🌹 “If a single tear left from your eyes this time, I'm gonna fuck you so hard in this damn car until all you can think about is just me and my cock.” “Do you get it, Princess?” He said sternly while wiping her tears. “I- I’m s-sorry.” She answered, sobbing hard.



She was never loved softly. And Zayne Rathore was never a man capable of loving gently. An arranged marriage ties Siya to a man feared for his power, control, and dangerous obsession. But behind his cold exterior lies something far more terrifying—a love so possessive it consumes everything in its path. He calls her Princess. Protects her like she’s sacred. And destroys anyone who dares to hurt her. What begins as a forced marriage soon turns into an intense bond filled with obsession, emotional chaos, and irresistible attraction. Because once Zayne decides something belongs to him… He never lets it go. A dark, emotional romance about possessive love, obsession, healing, and dangerous devotion.



˖ ❀ ⋆。˚𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊݁˖ ❀ ⋆。˚ The day is not far when I will take her life with my own hands. Because the way blood runs in the dead parts of my body and the way my arteries and veins are attracted to this girl is highly dangerous. As if I will die if I don’t breathe near her. It's like she is my basic necessity to live. And I can't let her leave me. But she doesn’t want me to be near her. She wants her fiancé. She cries for him in my arms. And begs me to bring her ex-lover back to her. She can't live without him even when she hugs me tightly and tells me that “you are my comfort place in this world, kri.” Now, today, she is leaving me. All alone. Like I was before I met her. But this time I will be dead. And she knows it, yet, she is leaving me. I shouldn't have let her into my penthouse, some months ago, especially in my caged, lifeless heart. The heart she made throbbed after so many years. But, she was the one who begged at my feet to save her, to let her live with me and knowing I don't even glance at any woman, yet, I let her live with me under the same roof. I hid her from this world to save her. “Get out of my house! Free me! Go to your parents! Leave me the fuck alone!” I finally told her to leave me alone. Because that’s what she really wants. “I won’t come back.” She glares at me with red, teary eyes as if she can scare me with them. But godfuck I can't see her hurt. She uttered and moved her feet to leave me forever. “Stop right there, ladybug.” My voice broke. She didn't turn and walked out. Seems like she has no idea of what she has twisted me into. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ──

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