4 Chapters
- For Followers
Chapter-1, 2, 3 & 4
- For Followers
Chapter-4, 5, 6, 7 & 8
- For Followers
Chapter-9, 10 & 11
- ₹35
Chapter-12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17 & 18
- ₹35
Chapter-19, 20, 21, 22, 23 & 24
- ₹30
Ch-25, 26, 27, 28 & 29🌶️
- ₹15
Chapter-30: His birthday present🌶️
- ₹15
Chapter 31: Wife with needs🔞 PART (i) & (ii)
- ₹10
Chapter 33: Stained Panties🌶🔞
- ₹10
Chapter 34: He is a nasty man🌶🔞
- ₹14
Chapter 35: Emotionally but very roughly 🔞
- ₹15
Chapter 36: He is falling harder🎀
- ₹12
Chapter 37: Bl00dy s€x🔞🚩
- ₹15
37| PART 2 🚩🔞🌶
- ₹15
Chapter 38 : Jealous wife🔞
- ₹15
Chapter 39: Ride on a chair 🌶🔞
- ₹15
Chapter 40 HAPPY EVER AFTER WITH PLEASURE🔞🌶
- ₹25
Epilogue💖
- For Followers
Author's note
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𝙄’𝙙 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 & 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜.☘️
Sacred Possession
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.
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𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 21+
˖ ❀ ⋆｡˚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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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐮𝐱𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 21+
⋆.★⋆ 𝕯𝖆𝖗ᛕ 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 ⋆★ ⋆. He intertwines his hands with mine, absorbing the half-dry mehandi into his palms as if he is completing the mehandi ritual with me. Or should I say, ruining my mehandi ceremony. "Sucked my cock but marrying someone else. That's very disloyal of you, Sweet Rose." He whispers his poisonous words into my ear as he pumps in and out of me, faster and harder. His big and thick cock hammers inside me, making my back pushed against the cold mirror with each thrust. But I should push him away or slap him for what he did to me a few months back. I suppress my moans in the back of my throat to not give him an ounce of satisfaction but my insides betray me, clenching all of him so tightly and proudly. "Answer me where should I finish? Inside you, like you used to love? Or on your palms where you have applied Mehandi of another man's name?" He pours his filthy words into my ear. And just like a few months back, I could not utter a single word this time too. I hate him. "I can hear your heartbeats. Do you really think I won't be able to hear your thoughts?" The voice that once used to bring comfort in my messed up life, is sounding so foreign to my ears right now. His sharp and ragged breath fanned over my neck before he captured my already swollen lips in his dirty mouth. "I got the answer." He chuckles roughly. ──⋆.✦ "𝘼𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙚. 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚?"
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