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Craved by the Wrong Volkov

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.
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The Tyrant's Secret fetish

Warning: 17++++ This story involves Bdsm, a sadistic pervert Alpha boss and his cute pouty step brother omega who loves him just as he comes. *** Ambitious young designer Kang Ye Jun joins Choi Advertising brimming with dreams, only to run headfirst into a tyrannical superior, Choi Si woo. No weekends off, constant availability around the clock, endless overtime that drains every ounce of energy no social life whatsoever, that's already brutal; the absolute worst part is that no matter how hard he tries, in the eyes of this hyper-critical director, everything he creates is flawed and unacceptable! After swallowing endless humiliation, Ye jun finally snaps: "Just because I stay quiet doesn't mean I'm some harmless pushover! I’m done! I quit!" What?! Quitting triggers a massive penalty clause worth millions?! That's insane! Can't we just separate on good terms? Since resignation isn't an option, Kang Ye jun decides to gamble everything and pull off the one move no subordinate would ever dare, seduce and sleep with the devil himself! Choi Si woo, creative director at Seohan Advertising, is a legendary figure in the industry and an untouchable elite bachelor. His professional brilliance is unmatched, but his personality is pure poison, earning him the infamous moniker "The Ice-Cold Devil in a Tailored Suit." Yet beneath that aloof, ruthless exterior lies a deeply buried, unspeakable kink he guards fiercely. When this explosive secret gets uncovered by his sharp-eyed subordinate Kang, what fate awaits the once-impenetrable Choi?
Yu_nabi10 · 168.9k Views

Oops! I Seduced My Stepbrother Again (BL)

Seduction Alert! No Incest! “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice controlled despite everything. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Dylan didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in and took him into his mouth. It didn’t go in all the way, barely halfway before it hit the back of his throat, forcing him to pause. “Fuck!” Sebastian’s head fell back, his body reacting instantly to the sudden rush. …. That night, Dylan felt things he had never felt before, did things he had never done before, and made decisions he wasn’t sure he wanted to regret. Because in the middle of it all… he wanted him. But to Sebastian? It was nothing more than a mistake. But for Dylan, the night everything changed. Once a quiet, neglected boy, Dylan had grown up swallowing resentment, living with low self-esteem and no control over his own life. He drifted through it until that one encounter in Korea. He had thought this man took his girlfriend, but instead, the man ended up taking his first time. Three years later, at 22, Dylan is no longer that boy. He’s sharper, bolder, and unafraid to take what he wants. And standing right in front of him? The man who once reduced everything they had to a mistake. Sebastian. Now 29, controlled, untouchable, and acting like that night never happened. But living under the same roof quickly became its own torment, one that forced him to remember everything he wanted to forget. ____ “Just once,” Dylan said, stepping closer, his voice low but steady. “Sleep with me again, and I’ll stop stressing you.” “No,” Sebastian replied flatly. “I’ll pass.” Dylan let out a quiet scoff, his lips curving faintly. “Are you sure you prefer being buried in files… rather than dealing with me?” Sebastian glanced at him, something unreadable flickering in his eyes before he answered, “Yes.” But this time, even he didn’t sound convinced.
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