Chapter: EPILOGUE : Last scene Thanks, Guys for Reading.Thanks for the love &Expect more kinky Smut A last-minute bonus scene : (continued)***************************Lucy's fingers dug deeper, her nails drawing thin, crimson lines across Jane's inner thighs. She leaned in, her breath hot on Jane's ear, whispering venomous words, "You thought you could break me, didn't you? Thought you could just toy with me, use me like some disposable fucktoy. Look at you now, Jane. Pathetic. Helpless. Just like you made me feel." Jane's body jerked at the cruel words, her hands flailing weakly, trying to push Lucy away. Lucy just laughed, a harsh, mocking sound. "You can't fight me off now, can you? Too busy feeling every twist, every tear, every fucking scrape of my nails. You love it, don't you? The pain. The humiliation." Jane's eyes, glassy with tears and shock, met Lucy's. Lucy smiled, a cruel, twisted thing. "That's it, Jane. Look at me. Look at the woman you thought you could beat. Look at her as she destroys yo
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Chapter: Bonus chapter A story of a wild, violent and furious catfight between two girls: Lucy and Jane. They're both in their mid 20s, Lucy is a average height skinny redhead with small boobs. Jane is a tall, buxom blonde with large 36 triple-D breasts. The women hated each other for a long time for multiple reasons and now they're both eager to fight each other. Their fight would be primal and sadistic, each aiming to cause maximum pain, damage and humiliation to each other. Both girls would take a special glee in attacking each other's sexual organs: the breasts, nipples, pussies and clits.*******************************The dimly lit basement reeked of sweat and anticipation. Lucy, a angular redhead, circled Jane, a voluptuous blonde. Their grudge was a living thing, breathing and venomous. It had grown with every snide remark, every stolen glance, every secret desire revealed. Tonight, it would culminate in blood. "You're a pathetic little bitch, Lucy," Jane sneered, her massive chest heaving.
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Chapter: The final story {PLEASURE PAINFUL PRICE}Two sisters seduce and lure me in their house. promising sexy threesome. They strip me naked, get on top of me, but.. It turns out they're complete sadists, who love kicking men in the balls. One of them knee me in the groin when I least expect it, exploiting my arousal and trust in them. From there, they kick and knee and squeeze my balls, laughing, mocking me and taking absolute delight in my pain****************************I checked the address twice before knocking. The door swung open, revealing two identical smiles, identical eyes, and identical promises of sin. "You're right on time," the sister on the left purred, stepping aside to let me in. Her twin closed the door behind me, the click echoing like a starting gun. Their house was a slick, modern trap, all clean lines and soft lighting. They led me to the living room, where a plush rug lay spread out before a low coffee table. "Strip," the sister on the right commanded, her voice a match to
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Chapter: Fucking NehaI am pramod I live on 4th floor top and in opposite building there lives milf, I like to watch her, her husband usually away, once on Monday morning I took off from office, fully naked in my bed stroking with some milf porn, suddenly I looked over my window, on the roof that milf neha is standing and looking through window on my hard Cock.************************{The View} The AC hummed, barely cutting through the stifling Delhi heat as I sprawled naked on my bedsheet, hand working my cock to some grainy MILF porn. Monday morning, office skipped, nothing but my fist and the fantasy of the woman across the way—Neha, the kind of curvy, dusky temptation that made my throat dry. I glanced out the window, expecting nothing but the usual empty rooftop of her building. Her husband was almost never home, and she barely stepped outside. But today—There she was. Neha stood on the roof in a sheer pink nightie, the morning sun turning the fabric translucent. Her eyes weren't on the sky
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Chapter: The femboy plaything Loona from Helluva Boss (dominate) teasing and grinding on submissive femboy boyfriend. And Loona arouses femboy with twerking until she gives him an assjob with her big ass and he cums all over her butt.********************The apartment smelled like sweat and sex before they even started. Loona smirked, her tail flicking lazily as she watched her femboy boyfriend squirm on the bed—already hard, already desperate for her. "You're gonna watch," she purred, peeling off her crop top in one smooth motion. Her tits bounced free, nipples stiff under his hungry gaze. But she wasn't done teasing. She turned around, slow, deliberate, bending just enough to make her plush ass jiggle before grinding it against his cock through his tight panties. "Fuck—L-Loona," he whined, hands gripping the sheets. She smirked over her shoulder. "No touching. Just take it." Dropping into a deep squat, she twerked against him, each bounce making him gasp. His cock strained against the fabric, wet
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Chapter: Forced arousal {The Solution}The bottle was unassuming—sleek, white, with minimalist lettering promising silky, radiant skin. No warnings, no disclaimers. Just luxury. Lena stepped into the shower, steam curling around her as she poured the iridescent gel into her palm. The scent was intoxicating, something floral with a bitter undertone. She smoothed it over her shoulders, down her stomach, between her thighs. That's when the tingling started. Not unpleasant. Not at first. A slow, creeping heat radiated from her skin, tightening, smoothing... hardening. She gasped as her nipples stiffened beyond arousal, the flesh around them turning unnaturally glossy. Panic flared—until pleasure drowned it out. Every brush of her fingers sent shocks of need straight to her cunt, already slick, already changing. She looked down. Her pubic hair dissolved, her skin shimmering into seamless plastic. Her thighs parted on their own, knees locking into a wide, obscene spread. A moan caught in her th
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Chapter: 070POISONED ROOT 2{Playlist: "Monster" by Ruelle}~KADE POV~My father's eyes moved from me to Kolt, cataloging the damage with the kind of cold inspection he usually reserved for failing investments. "Someone better start talking. Now.""Kade knows about the girl," Kolt said simply."Chelsea," I corrected through gritted teeth. "Her name is Chelsea."My father's face didn't change. "That situation was handled three years ago. Why are we discussing it now?""Because she is mine, now," I said. "And I deserve to know the truth about what happened to her.""The truth is that girl is trouble." My father moved into the kitchen, glass crunching under his expensive shoes. "She and her family tried to extort us once. I made sure it wouldn't happen again. That's all you need to know.""She didn't try to extort anyone. She tried to get justice.""Justice?" My father laughed, the sound cold and dismissive. "Justice is what I decide it is. That girl got more money than she would have seen in five y
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Chapter: 069POISONED ROOTS 1{Playlist: "Monster" by Shawn Mendes and Justin Bieber}~KADE POV~The drive to my father's mansion felt like moving through water. Everything is slow, shapeless, wrong. My knuckles throbbed where I had split them on the steering wheel, blood dried dark against my skin. I didn't bother cleaning it. The pain was good. Real. Something to focus on besides the howling rage building in my chest.Kolt was home.I had gotten the text from Knox an hour ago, simple and unsuspecting: "Dad wants family dinner tonight. Kolt's back from Tokyo. 7pm sharp."Perfect timing. Almost too perfect.The gates opened automatically when my car approached, recognizing the vehicle registration. I drove up the long driveway lined with manicured hedges and imported stone, past the fountain that cost more than most people's houses, past the garage that held six cars my father barely drove.Everything about this place screamed money. Power. Untouchability.And underneath all that marble and gold,
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Chapter: 068UNWELCOME 2{Playlist: "Die for Me" ft Halsey, future, post malone}~KADE POV~Silence.Then, after a long moment: "Go away, Kade."Her voice was muffled through the door, but I heard the tiredness in it. The defeat."I can't do that." I pressed my palm against the door, wishing I could see her face. "You've been ignoring my texts. You won't talk to me. I'm worried about you.""Well, stop worrying. I'm fine.""You're not fine." I kept my voice low, aware that Chase could probably hear everything from the living room. "Talk to me. Please."Another long silence. Then the sound of movement inside the room. Footsteps approaching the door.When it opened, Chelsea stood in the doorway looking like she hadn't slept in days. Her hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail, her eyes red-rimmed and shadowed. She wore an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants, and she hugged her arms around herself like she was trying to hold herself together.She looked at me, and something in her face made my stomach d
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Chapter: 067UNWELCOME{Playlist: "Worst behavior" by Kehlani and kwn}I knew I shouldn't be here.The thought ran through my head on repeat as I pulled up to Chelsea's apartment building, my car looking wildly out of place among the rusted sedans and broken-down trucks lining the street. This wasn't my neighborhood. This wasn't my world. The buildings here sagged under their own weight, paint peeling like old skin, chain-link fences separating small patches of dead grass that someone had long since stopped trying to save.But she hadn't answered my texts in two days. Two days of radio silence that felt intentional, calculated, wrong. Every instinct I had was screaming that something was off, that I needed to see her, that waiting for her to come to me wasn't an option anymore.So here I was, standing outside her apartment door like some lovesick idiot, hand raised to knock, feeling more nervous than I'd felt before any game in my life.I actually laughed at myself. Kade Kingston, nervous about a
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Chapter: 066OBLIVIOUS{Playlist: "Falling" by Trevor Daniel} ~KADE POV~The laces on my cleats were double-knotted, but I tugged at them again anyway. Anything to keep my hands busy while my mind wandered somewhere it shouldn't be during practice. Coach Marshall had lifted my suspension this morning with a lecture that could've peeled paint off walls, but I barely heard half of it. Something about responsibility and reputation and not making him regret giving me another chance.I'd gathered my things from Knox's guest room before the sun came up, desperate to escape another morning of my older brother's disappointed silence. Knox meant well, but his house felt like a museum dedicated to everything I was supposed to become and hadn't yet. The perfect wife. The perfect kids. The perfect corporate existence that made our father proud.I would rather live in my cramped single dorm room and eat ramen for a week than spend another night pretending I wanted that life.But even back in my own space,
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Chapter: 065EXPOSURE{Playlist Suggestion: "Skin" by Rihanna}~CHELSEA POV~The bus ride to my apartment felt longer than it should have. Zoe sat beside me, her leg bouncing with impatient energy, waiting for words I didn't know how to shape. Every time I opened my mouth, my throat closed up. Every time I thought I could speak, the memory of his hand on my shoulder came flooding back, and I had to focus on breathing instead."You're killing me here, Chels," Zoe finally said as we climbed off at our stop. "That guy in the club. You know him. You had a full-body panic attack because of him. So either you tell me what's going on, or I'm gonna start making up increasingly dramatic scenarios, and trust me, my imagination is dark."I pulled my jacket tighter around myself, even though the afternoon was mild. The neighborhood looked the same as always....cracked sidewalks, chain-link fences, a dog barking behind someone's gate. The normal bleakness of a place that had never given me anything but
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CALAVERA: The Mafia’s Caged Bride
{TW: DARK ROMANCE, ABUSE, DADDY KINK, PSYCHOTIC, VIOLENCE. This is not your typical dark romance novel, it gets darker with each chapters so if you can't handle it, kindly exit, not all Male leads are heroes some can be your worst nightmare, if you are looking for love you won't find it here}
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"Won't you like to open your gift, Bambi?" It wasn't a question. César Navarro never asked. He commanded.
When Anya Esmeralda Torres untied the silk ribbon and lifted the lid of the velvet box, her world shattered. Inside, staring back at her with dead, lifeless pupils, were the green eyes of Giovanni De Luca.....the man whose gaze had made her uncomfortable all evening.
Her scream ripped through the silence.
"Now his eyes will never trouble you again." He said it like he'd given her a necklace. Like dismemberment was romance. Like murder was love.
César Navarro, known in the underworld as Calavera, wasn't just the founder of a billion-dollar tech empire. He was the Skull—mafia heir, executioner, and obsession wrapped in a tailored suit. And Anya? She was his cage bird. His possession. His favorite game.
But Anya wasn't born to be caged. She was fire—wild, defiant, desperate for freedom. And no matter how many diamonds he draped her in, she vowed to escape.
The question is: can you ever run from a monster who always finds you? Or will love become the cruelest prison of all?
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Chapter: Chapter 55~Cesar's POV~I sit in the dimly lit room, thick clouds of cigar smoke curling around the vaulted ceiling, blending with the low murmur of men speaking in hurried whispers. The mahogany table stretches across the room, heavy and imposing, like the men seated around it. Their eyes flicker nervously at me, but I don't flinch. I never do. Each of them knows I am patient, calculating, and deadly. The kind of patience that waits for a knife to fall, even if it takes hours.I inhale slowly, savoring the harsh burn of the cigar. The smoke fills my lungs and burns my throat, but it is the clarity it brings I crave.I exhale a long plume of gray, watching the men tense with every twist of the smoke. My right hand taps the ash into the crystal tray. The ticking of the antique clock on the wall seems louder than normal tonight, echoing through the chamber like the heartbeat of the city itself.Madrid never sleeps. But tonight, even the city's pulse is distant, almost inconsequential.Iñigo sits
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Chapter: Chapter 54~ANYA POV ~My legs feel like they might give out beneath me as I hurry out of the garden. The letter trembles in my hand, the words burning through the paper into my skin. What are you willing to do for freedom?It echoes in my head again and again like a chant.The sunlight feels too bright. The air feels too thick.Every maid I pass seems to be watching me. Every guard's eyes feel too sharp, too focused. My heart hammers against my ribs as I clutch the envelope to my chest, walking faster. I can't breathe properly. The walls seem to lean in, the air pressing against my lungs.I can't trust anyone. Not one of them.They all look guilty. Their blank faces hide secrets. They must all know.My slippers slap softly against the marble floor as I reach the staircase. The familiar curved stairs stretch upward, white and gold, but it feels like a mountain now. My pulse roars in my ears. I clutch the railing tightly, the metal cool under my sweaty palm.Halfway up, something inside me snaps.
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Chapter: Chapter 53~ANYA POV~"What do you mean she's gone?" I asked a maid, and her eyes darted around nervously."Where is Clara?" I turn to ask the other maid folding linens in the hallway.The maid looks up, startled, like she didn't expect me to speak to her. "Señorita Clara?" she asks. "Yes, Clara. The maid who was here cleaning last night."She blinks at me, her brow furrowing. "She... went on leave this morning, señora. She will be back soon.""Leave?" I echo, the word falling heavy on my tongue. "She left?""Yes," the maid nods, clutching the folded linens tighter against her chest. "Señorita Clara left before sunrise. Said she needed rest."That doesn't make sense. None of it does. How could she just leave like that? She said she was helping me. She said my parents were safe. She said freedom was close.I must look as confused as I feel, because the maid tilts her head and studies me for a few seconds. There's suspicion in her eyes, curiosity too. Everyone knows Clara and I don't get along. Ev
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Chapter: Chapter 52~ANYA POV~The ringing of the phone slices through the quiet like a knife.I flinch, my heart leaping to my throat. The sound feels too loud, too sharp, like it's cutting through my nerves. I stare at the screen, the name flashing across it César.My fingers hover above it, trembling. For a moment, I can't even breathe. The air feels heavy and hot. The sound goes on and on, and my pulse beats with every ring.Then, with a shaky breath, I swipe down and end the call.The silence that follows is so sudden it hurts my ears. My body shakes a little. I'm not even sure if it's from fear or anger. Maybe both. I can almost imagine his voice in my head low, smooth, dangerous. "Big mistake love?" he would say, and then something terrible would follow.But he's not here. He's not here, and I'm not going to let him crawl into my head again.I stare at the phone lying flat on the bed, my chest rising and falling too fast. Then, slowly, I grab it again and scroll to Athena's contact.My thumb hes
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Chapter: Chapter 51~ANYA POV~The clock in the room ticks softly, steadily, and cruelly.Each second drags like a warning, and I can't stop glancing at it. Nine P.M. comes at last, and for a long moment I sit there, listening to the sound of my own breathing. The air feels too heavy, like it's holding its breath with me. I know what I'm about to do will surely reach his ears, but that's exactly why I want to do it.I get up slowly, my legs a little shaky as I move toward the door. The handle feels cold under my palm. My heart beats hard and loud, almost like it wants to be caught. I wait one more hour, letting the clock crawl toward ten, because I want to defy him completely. I don't even know where this courage comes from maybe because he's not here to fill the air with his quiet danger, maybe because I'm tired of being scared.It's frustrating how the house feels strange without him, like a beast asleep but still breathing. His shadow lingers in every corner, even in the silence. I don't know if I m
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Chapter: Chapter 50~ANYA POV~The rest of the day passes slowly, painfully quiet. I don't do much, lie in bed, and stare at the ceiling. The silence of the house feels strange, as if it's holding its breath, waiting for something good or bad to happen. I don't know which.My stomach growls loudly, pulling me back to myself. It's already past two. I barely ate breakfast, and I haven't seen Isidora since this morning. That's a relief. I don't want to deal with her again, not until I'm sure she's not completely insane. The way she clapped and called my kidnapping romantic still haunts me. Every time I think of her saying it, my whole body itches with anger.I sigh, slipping out of bed quietly. I peek through the door first, making sure no one is nearby. Then I hurry down the hallway, my bare feet silent on the cold marble floor. The guards are there, as usual, standing still like statues. None of them even glances my way. Totally normal.In the kitchen, I find some leftover pasta from last night. I quick
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Chapter: Epilogue{SEVEN YEARS LATER}The house was alive again.Laughter filled the marble hallway, the kind that comes from lots of balloons, too much icing, and a whole day of celebrating two kids who thought the world was all about them.Lina and Liam turned seven today. Seven.Celine still couldn't believe how quickly the years had gone—as if she'd only blinked and the tiny newborns she'd once cradled against her chest had become whirlwinds of energy and mischief.The living room was filled with ribbons and half-eaten cake. Fumi had sent gifts all the way from Lagos—colorful handcrafted toys that instantly became the twins' favorites. Blake and Vincent arrived late (as usual), Vincent carrying an enormous teddy bear that was almost as tall as he was, while Blake, with her baby bump already showing, scolded him for spoiling the kids. Caroline came with her husband and Hailey, their little girl, who was now taller than Lina by an inch and made sure to remind her of it every five minutes.It was cha
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Chapter: Chapter 245~CELINE POV~The night of Clancey's company launch was perfect. The weather, the mood, and the music in the car all matched well. London was quiet, with the streets shining in the light spring rain. Hunter looked really good in a black tux, and Caesar said, "Dad looks like a superhero."I was already glowing....quite literally, if you asked Hunter, who insisted I was "radiant" in my emerald dress every five minutes. I told him it was the pregnancy heat. He said it was love. We agreed to disagree.Clancey had gone all out for the opening of his design firm. The moment we stepped inside the gallery-like building, we were greeted with champagne trays, sleek jazz music, and a large banner that read "Clancey & Co—Redefining Modern Spaces."It looked like success itself had thrown a party.Vincent and Blake were already there, of course. He was in a deep navy suit, all smug smiles, while Blake, radiant in gold silk, looked every inch the woman who could keep him in check with one raised ey
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Chapter: Chapter 244~HUNTER POV~There's something oddly satisfying about walking into a place that bears your name.....not because of ego, but because of legacy.The London office of Reid Enterprises shone in the morning light, made of glass, marble, and shiny metal. It had a light smell of coffee and dreams that stayed even after everyone went home for the day.Caesar's little hand fit snugly into mine as we stepped out of the elevator onto the top floor. His eyes went wide the way they always did when he saw something grand. "Papa," he whispered, as if we were standing in a museum, "it's so big!"I smiled, ruffling his hair. "It is. And one day, you're going to be the one in charge here."He turned to look up at me, eyes round with disbelief. "Me? Even bigger than you?""Bigger," I said, crouching so we were at eye level. "But not just because you'll run things. You'll have to learn how to take care of people, too. That's what real leadership means."He frowned in concentration, the way Celine always
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Chapter: Chapter 243~HUNTER POV~Mornings in London had a way of sneaking up on you.Not loudly, not with the blinding arrogance of New York light that demanded you wake and start conquering something. London mornings eased in....gray, soft-edged, polite in the way only the English could manage.I woke to the sound of rain tapping gently against the windowpanes and the even softer tempo of Celine's breathing. She was curled against me, her hair a messy halo across my chest, her hand resting lightly over the small curve of her belly.It was the kind of peace I used to think people invented for storybooks.Now, I was living inside it.I didn't move for a while. I just watched her sleep. The peaceful rise and fall of her chest, the faint crease between her brows she always had even in rest, as if some part of her never stopped thinking, never stopped worrying.The woman never did anything halfway.She loved like it was her job, mothered like it was a calling, and somehow still found time to remind me that m
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Chapter: Chapter 242~CELINE POV~(SIX MONTHS LATER)London had the kind of sunlight that pretended to be kind until you stepped outside.It looked golden through the window of the townhouse Hunter rented in Kensington....soft, filtered through lace curtains......but the moment you walked out, the chill found its way beneath every layer.I pulled my coat tighter as I watched Hunter chase Caesar across the cobblestone courtyard. Our son's laughter echoed against the brick walls, a clear, high sound that always managed to make my heart swell and ache at the same time.Six months.It had been six months since Paris, three since my graduation. Sometimes it still felt unreal, the ceremony, the applause, the way Hunter's eyes shone when I walked across that stage. Fumi had come too, brilliant in her gele and laughter, already married and glowing with that new-life excitement. She'd returned to Nigeria with promises of long voice notes and wedding pictures, She delivered it with such excitement that it could ou
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Chapter: Chapter 241~CELINE POV~Sunlight spilled through the half-open curtains, the kind that doesn't ask for permission but settles gently on everything it touches. The house smelled faintly of coffee and cedar; Hunter must have been awake for a while. His side of the bed was warm but empty, the sheets caught up in that careless way he always left them.I slid into his shirt.....the crisp white one he'd worn last night, the collar smelling faintly of his cologne.....and padded barefoot to the kitchen. The sound of clinking dishes led me there, and I paused in the doorway for a moment, smiling.Hunter stood by the stove, hair still damp from his shower, sleeves rolled up. Caesar sat on the counter beside him, swinging his legs, holding a whisk as if it were a lightsaber."Good morning, my sleepy angel," Caesar said the second he noticed me, far too pleased with himself for a child covered in flour."Good morning, my messy chef," I teased, kissing his cheek before wrapping my arms around Hunter's waist
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