It's a tale of Madness, Obsession, Possession, and Limitless Love. ~*~ She was his knight in shining armour while he was like a beautiful scary dream of her. As his love was no doubt beyond the world but the obsession and way of showing scared her till the depth of her. All he wanted was her to be with him, around him and only limited to him. But she wasn't ready to stay like his slave which was suffocating their relationship. And wanted space for herself too which he was making it difficult to have. His love with madness seemed like a cage where she felt herself getting choked. And one day, she ran away only to lose her memory and get far from him. But destiny made them cross their path again and this time he swears to his self that no matter what he won't let her escape his empire and will make her his for forever. Showing his unforgettable love!!! But will she let that happen? . . . #darkromance #erotic #🔞
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"Not everyone knows a boundary of love,while few set their own and he made it limitless"
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In the confined space of a dark room, standing against the wall she was staring at him with bewilderment. "What have you got yourself into? Let me go... I don't want to be with you", she yelled at his face. Her eyes betraying the confidence in her voice, getting darkened with the fear surging through her skin.
Noticing the colour change in her orbs a smirk dances on the corner of his lips and he gets a step close to her. "You can't doll.. you can't. You are mine and you are bound to stay with me and only me", he said with a growing sinister smirk on his face and leaned closer to her making her tremble.
"Please let me go.. I.. I want to go", she begged trying to invade inside the wall as she stands on her toes making him irk.
"Don't make me go crazy doll because I can get your any wish or command fulfilled but not this. Do you get it, not this at all", he growled in annoyance listening her and hit the wall just above her head, making her flinch and tremble in fear. She closes her eyes shut in trepidation and lowers her face.
"Please you are scaring me. I can't live with you like this and after witnessing you harming or killing people's", pulling her guts together she mumbles, and slowly opens her eyes.
Her eyes boring inside his as he was seething heavily shaking her core. But deep down she was sure he loves her and was not a threat for her. "I can't even stay with your shadow let go of you", she said in a firm voice holding her fear inside her as she can't get weak near him.
And hearing this his jaw ticks, grinding his teeth against each other he looks straight in her eyes. His face hardened with fury and nose flares in rage.
"They died because they tried or helped you to escape from me and you had to witness that so that you never pull such act again. But you are still so stubborn to leave me. Isn't it?", he said smacks his other hand on her side at wall and she closed her eyes in fear again.
She wasn't able to understand why was he suddenly behaving like this but one thing she was sure that she can't be with him anymore. He is a bloody psychic killer and being with him only get fear engulfs her.
I regret meet you Xavier!
No matter how much she loves him, it all gets over headed by palpitations and fear after witnessing him to kill the girl who came here for her service. She was far beyond from the thought of he being like this one day. Her insides churns up and she feels nauseated when he touches her from those same bloody hands of his which she once loved when caressing her skin while now it makes her feel disguised and nauseated.
"Answer me doll!!", he barks in his husky tone making her come back from her mind space and she breathed shallowly staring at his hazel orbs.
"Still it doesn't gives you any right of killing them as your culprit was me not them. If you want to kill someone, kill me", she said boldly though her voice was almost breaking.
He tilted his head back having a maniac laugh making her insides tremble in afraid again. She was having seconds thoughts on her gut feelings thinking if he will really kill her or not. As today it was the first time he let his beast get launched on her and now she got scared like hell and just badly wanted to disappear from there.
"Do you really think I will kill you when I am the one who wants you near me everyday and everytime. There is no escape from me not now nor in future especially when once I almost lost you as you tried to escape", he said in a dangerously low tone.
His hard face and darkened orbs staring deeply in her eyes with a sinister smirk popping on his face. And looking away, she closed her eyes in trepidation while her hands fisted on her dress.
Her insides trembled and she didn't know how to get out of this mess while he slowly digged his face in the crook her neck and sniffed on her fragrance softly. It calms him generally but today he was at the verge of losing his sanity and even her wild rose scent wasn't helping him to calm his beast.
So, he pulled her skirt up and in a fraction of second her panties were out. He loosened his belt and take his boner out. His arms lifted her up as he pinned her on wall and though she struggled, tearing her inner walls he was inside her. He thrusted hard and rough making her scream out her lungs while like a wild animal he feasted on her body and tasted her buds drawing blood out of them.
Her cries, her pleads were all echoing in the four walked room but he didn't paid any heed to them and thrusted her until she was no more conscious and his rage got calmed down filling her with his liquids.
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"She was his which she forgot and he was hers which he never ever could forgot"
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This story is about a guy name Xavier... Xavier Knight the Mafia king of New Zealand. As he rules the whole fucking country with his legal and illegal works.
He was obessesively in love with Rihana L'Costa. She was a naĂŻve and temptress girl. Her beauty attracts bad and good bees by their own to taste her nectar. But she was never interested in them and never ever paid heed to them.
Rihana was happy in her small world with her mom, aunt and friends who were the world for her. She was never familiar with the cuel world outside there as her family always protected her. But one fine day all things changed and she met the devil herself unaware of what she was dragging herself into. As she goes in a trip with her gang and there she met him alluring and enchanting man. His sweet gestures and good fake side made her fall head over heels for him while he was already whipped, obsessed and madly in love after the first encounter itself.
The beast for her seemed the same protective and sweet person like her family but in reality that single person was able to ruin her so called family in seconds. And when she got to know about it she ran away and in the process she met with an accident causing her to lose her memory and now after years she is meeting him again.
Will she again fall in love with this handsomely charming beast or reject him?
And even if she accepts will she be able to live with him again witnessing his unforgettable way of loving or the history will repeat itself again?
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#DarkRomance
#18+EroticBook
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