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My father sold me to the Mafia King

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, I discovered the truth: I wasn’t abandoned by accident. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them. But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Julie stomped the floor with her foot, and agitation was clear in the tone of her voice, which rose slightly as she pointed at my face: "You ran your thumb over your lip! You're hinting to me... hinting that I kissed you!" My composure didn't budge; instead, I tilted my head to the side and looked at her with a gaze shrouded in mischief, then said with utter simplicity: "And what is the problem with that? It was just a kiss." -------------------- She waved her hand with bitter irony: "Are you the one who's going to protect me from him?" I nodded, confirming: "Yes." A low growl escaped her, and she said: "You are worse than him." Then I asked her in a confident tone that made her cheeks burn: "Then why were you burying your face in my chest, with your fingers digging into my shirt?" Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted
Z_Hira · 114.6k Views

Dear 6th Husband, I Am Cursed. Will You Die Too?

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] [Detailed Smut] [Strictly for Adults Only] Soundtrack available on YT, IG, & FB SONG TITLE: Cursed - Shiroi Nami (Dear 6th Husband, I Am Cursed. Will You Die Too?) Sora Han is an unapologetic widow in her mid-thirties, with a name spoken in tales. She had learned to live beneath glares, behind whispers, and far from open doors. After her fifth husband died in a fire that devoured their building and ruined multiple tenants’ lives, she became the neighborhood’s favorite rumor: A black witch. A modern siren. A walking curse in human form. The cursed auntie next door… Men who linger too long by her side fall ill, lose their fortunes, or simply… die. Parents warn their kids to stay away. Customers won’t step into her café. Drowning in penalties, compensations, and renovation debts, Sora keeps her failing business alive by day and secretly does tarot and birth chart readings by night. Because when the world already thinks you’re cursed and wicked, why not prove them right? To make them all die of a heart attack! Fate is cruel like that. It laughs while it bleeds you dry. But the universe is not finished with her yet. When her path tangles once more with a man far too young to look at her the way he does, the cracks in her curse begin to show. Their meeting is no accident. It was a trap, and she fell for it. Yeongjae Young, a dangerously charming investor ten years younger than her, enters her life in the most unimaginable, funny way. He carries a past she cannot remember, a love he never buried deep enough, and a mission he cannot refuse, which could destroy them both. Torn between the woman he loves and the family that raised him to hunt truth and vengeance for his uncle's killer, Yeongjae knows one thing for sure: Sora is not just part of the mystery: She is the key. As fake dates turn real, walls fall, and lines blur. Anger turns into desire, and heat into hunger. Enemies inch closer to lovers, long-buried secrets begin to surface... the curse, the deaths, and the fire that started it all. When the truth finally comes out, Yeongjae must choose: protect the woman he loves… or betray her to fulfill his mission. And Sora must decide: trust the man who awakened the soul she locked away, or prove that love is the deadliest curse of all. ********* I might have teased him too far. Because now Yeongjae was above me, hovering, caging me in with his arms, looking at me like I was something he intended to devour completely. “Did you have fun playing with me?” he asked, the corner of his mouth lifting in a dangerous smirk. “I—I wasn’t playing with—” “Shut up.” Before I could react, his hand was on my jaw, holding me still as his mouth crashed into mine. His tongue swept inside, deep and claiming, stealing every ounce of control I thought I still had. “Mmm—” I tried to protest, but the sound dissolved into a helpless moan when his body pressed closer. I was already lost. Before I could even adjust, he added another, curling them just the right angle while his thumb began rubbing tight circles. “Oh my God… Yeongjae…” My back arched off the mattress, pleasure exploding through me so fast it made my head spin. “Who’s the virgin now?” he murmured, watching me with dark, focused eyes. “You might be the first, but I’m not innocent, Sora. I’m not clueless...” “Let’s do this every day… every night,” he murmured against my skin. “What?!” I laughed breathlessly, shocked by his boldness. “That’s too much.” “Okay…” he said without missing a beat, lifting his head with a crooked grin. “Just every night then.” I laughed again. “I haven’t even said I want to keep doing this with you after tonight.” The moment the words left my mouth, I knew I’d made a mistake. “Then I guess I have work to do,” he said quietly. “I’ll just have to convince you.” Before I could react, he shifted down the bed, his hands sliding along my thighs as he spread my legs apart. “Yeongjae, wait, I haven’t—fu…”
Shiroi_Nami · 58.9k Views

The Forbidden Laurent

For as long as she can remember, Aria Laurent has heard only one rule from her father: Stay away from him. No explanation. No details. Just hatred whenever his name is mentioned. Adrian Laurent. Adrian Laurent her father’s estranged stepbrother is the black sheep of the Laurent family. While her father built a powerful political career, Adrian built something far more powerful international corporate empire that made him one of the most feared CEOs in the country. Cold, disciplined, and dangerously charismatic. To the world, Adrian is known for his sharp mind, his ruthless negotiations. But behind closed doors, whispers follow him rumors of a private life ruled by control, secrecy, and desires hidden behind velvet doors. Aria has spent nineteen years obeying her father’s command until the night she meets Adrian for the first time at a lavish charity gala. One look changes everything. Because the girl Adrian vaguely remembers is gone. Standing before him is a woman, beautiful, curious, and dangerously fearless. Adrian knows he should walk away. Getting involved with her could ignite a family war and destroy the reputation he spent years building. But Aria has always been drawn to the things she was told to fear. And the more she learns about Adrian, the more she realizes the stories her father told might not be the truth. What begins as curiosity slowly grows into something far more powerful and far more dangerous. Because Adrian Laurent is a man who has always been in control. Until Aria. As she steps deeper into his secret world of power, dominance, and hidden desires, the connection between them becomes impossible to ignore. But when her father discovers the truth, old betrayals and long-buried family secrets begin to rise threatening to tear the Laurent family apart. Now Aria must make an impossible choice: Remain loyal to the family who raised her… Or risk everything for the man she was never meant to love.
Liorah_Elian · 3.3k Views

The Affinity of Fate

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^
I_Eat_Rice · 181.9k Views