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Billionaire Possessive Mind chapter 55 - END
ZAYAN"Tonight, I claimed it all for you"Her eyes burned into mine — sharp, steady, sacred."Yes," she whispered, defiant and breathless. "But only if you rule with me."Something twisted in my chest — dark, wild, consuming.I wasn't built for softness. I was forged from fire and violence. My hands were meant for war, not worship. And yet... here I was, kneeling over her like she was divinity itself. Not because I was weak — but because in her chaos, I'd found the only religion I'd ever believe in."You think I could ever stand beside you?" I asked, voice hoarse, my thumb brushing over her swollen lower lip. "I'm not a king, Anaya. I'm the weapon you use to kill kings."She grinned — wicked, knowing."Good. Because I don't need a crown on your head. I need blood on your hands... for me."God.She was terrifying.And she was mine.I crashed my lips to hers again, more desperate than before. Every part of me demanded her — not in pieces, not in moments — but all at once. Like she was a
Billionaire Possessive Mind chapter 54
DUAAThe crown felt heavier than I expected.Not just the weight of the gold. But the weight of centuries. Of blood spilled in hidden rooms. Of truths buried in stone. Of betrayal wrapped in silk smiles.And now it sat on my head.The council chamber fell into hushed reverence. The stained glass behind me bled royal colors across the marble, red and violet across my skin like warpaint. A thousand eyes watched me—some with awe, some with fear. Some, still, with doubt.But I didn't flinch.I had learned from him.I had learned from Zayan Khan how not to break when the world wanted to see you shatter.The velvet robe trailed behind me as I descended the three marble steps to the platform. Guards flanked me. But I didn't need them anymore.I had become my own armor."I know what you're thinking," I said, voice clear as steel across the chamber. "She's too young. Too emotional. Too unprepared. But you've mistaken kindness for weakness. And silence... for survival."Zayan Khan words.I walk
Billionaire Possessive Mind chapter 53
ZAYANI felt her body melt against mine — not in surrender, not yet — but in shock. In remembrance. Her lips trembled beneath mine, caught between fear and something far more dangerous: recognition.Her hands didn't push me away.They clutched my shirt.Desperate. Conflicted.God, she still didn't remember who she was. Not fully. But her body did. Her soul did.And that was enough for now.I broke the kiss slowly, dragging her lower lip between my teeth, just to hear that tiny sound she made — half gasp, half need.Her eyes fluttered open."Zayan..." she breathed, as if saying my name alone could burn her tongue.I smiled. Not soft. Not safe. The kind of smile men wore before pulling the trigger. "Say it again."She didn't.So I gripped her jaw harder, tilting her face up to me."Say. It. Again."Her throat worked. "Zayan."I kissed her again, but this time it wasn't slow. It was rough. Deep. Like a man claiming a war prize. Like every second apart had driven me mad. And maybe it had.
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Before turning back to the crowd. "She's the real Anaya. And anyone who denies it—will answer to me.""Lies! This is a setup!" Arsh roared. "Zayan has manipulated this whole—""ENOUGH!" I screamed.All the memories. On the day when i was found half dead it was him. Arsh khan. Who took me from the car and throw me in the forest leaving me there to die.My voice cracked through the air like lightning.Everyone stared at me.I stepped forward, letter in hand, and faced Arsh."I remember now," I whispered, louder than any scream. "You... you took me. You took me when I was a child. You erased my identity. You replaced me with her."Fake Anaya was trembling now, her hands clutching her precious gown like it was her last protection."And now..." I turned to face the press, the ministers. My people."...I take it all back."Zayan stepped beside me, his palm pressed on the small of my back, possessive and steady.I can sense a smirk on his face."I don't need a test. I don't need proof. This
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DUAA"Then let the world burn, baby. Because on your birthday, you won't just wear the crown. You'll own the fire."His words echoed against the shell of my ear like a curse—dark, destructive, and terrifyingly inevitable.I froze in place, my breath caught somewhere between my lungs and lips.His arms wrapped around me from behind, a slow drag of possessive fingers crawling up my waist as if he was claiming every inch of me with just a touch."Two days," he whispered, voice raw and low against my skin. "Two days until the world kneels for you. Or burns because of you. Either way, jaan... you'll be mine. In power. In name. In every. Fucking. Way."I swallowed hard, my body betraying me with goosebumps. I hated how my pulse reacted to his voice, how my skin heated under his touch. I hated him.But I hated myself more for not pushing him away.He turned me around in his arms, tilting my chin up. His eyes weren't just dark—they were endless pits of control, lust, and obsession. They consu
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ZAYANA letter.A new truth.A new mystery to solve.A new burden to my chest."I'm coming," I said sharply and hung up.But I didn't move.I leaned down, brushing my nose against hers, breathing her in like a man gasping after drowning in hell."You stay here," I whispered, voice dark and low. "Don't run. Don't cry. Don't even fucking think of disobeying me again, jaan.""I won't let this letter change anything between us."She blinked, visibly shaken.I kissed her forehead again — not soft. Possessive. Marking her.And then I stood, fixing my collar, eyes still locked on her as she sat there, dazed, flushed, ruined—and entirely mine."I'll be back, Mrs. Zayan Khan," I muttered."And when I return..."I smirked darkly."You won't be able to walk for days."The air inside Kabir's private study was thick. Ancient, suffocating, familiar.Dust still floated around, tiny ghosts dancing in the dim light that slashed through the wooden blinds. The entire room smelled like old paper, burnt m
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