LOGINMy stepfather arranged my marriage to a man twice my age. It's his way of making me pay for the sin of sending his son to prison. Two years ago,I made a mistake. One scream. One phone call. And I became an outcast,a traitor for people who called my stepbrother their lord. Now the man I once crushed over, Dante Morelli,my stepbrother is back.And he wants nothing but cold vengeance. He used to look at me with disdain,now he looks at me like he wants to break me into pieces and scatter it around. Older. Colder. Ruthless. He's a nightmare that once was my dream. And he isn’t here to forgive.He’s here for revenge. He doesn’t know what his father has planned for me.He doesn’t know that I’m already promised to another man.All Dante wants is my submission... my body, my soul, my very being, piece by piece, until nothing of me is left untouched. And he isn’t alone.His best friends now circle me like hungry sharks. Oliver and Allister are playing their own games, because my sin affected them too. Three men who not only rule the town, now rule me. I should hate them. I should fight. But before my arranged fiancé could claim me,Dante already had. Now, I’m his. Trapped in a twisted game of power and punishment. And the most dangerous part? A part of me wants to lose. This isn’t a love story. It’s a tale made of vengeance, obsession, and ruin. And when Dante decides my heart is what he wants next… he’ll take it too. Because the Lords always get what they want. And this time, they want me. Wrong Marriage, Right Love.
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This is your cute little author, A. Gupta, with a delightfully deviant mind when it comes to crafting dark, twisted tales. If you've read my books before, you already know the kind of worlds I build—the kind where the main heroes have no redeeming qualities except one: their obsessive, all consuming love for their other half. They are ruthless, they are possessive, and they will burn the world down for the one who belongs to them. For my new readers stepping into my world for the first time—Welcome. Buckle up, because this is going to be a roller coaster you won’t forget. This is my first MFMM Bully Romance, and I’m pouring my heart (and darkness) into making it an unforgettable ride. I hope you enjoy every intense, emotional, and sinful moment of it. Don’t forget to comment, share, and show your love—your support fuels me to go darker, bolder, and even better with every book. Let the chaos begin. — A. Gupta Follòw me on Instà for new updates at author_gupta and on F B at A Gupta's Fans club group for daily chapter discussions and find my other completed books!!! [ For TW, check the end of the page ] _________________________________ This is a Dark Step Brother Bully Romance with themes of reverse harem. ✨️BLURB✨️ SERAPHINA I was never supposed to matter. I was an inconvenience my mother dragged into a marriage she had no place in. A stepdaughter my new family pretended didn’t exist. Dante, my cold, untouchable stepbrother, ignored me. His best friends, Oliver and Allister, never spared me a glance. Until the night I made the worst mistake of my life. Two years ago, I made a mistake—a devastating, unforgivable mistake. I saw something I wasn’t meant to. Something dark. Something dangerous. And in my fear, I betrayed them. I should have never looked. I should have never screamed. I should have never made the call that changed everything. One call. One whispered plea for help. And the three of them were dragged away in cuffs. Dante. Oliver. Allister. Now they’re back. Not to forgive. Not to forget. But to make me pay. Two years older, darker, ruthless. They don’t know that my stepfather has already sold me into a beneficial arrange marriage, a pawn in his political games. They don’t know that I am already paying for my mistake, that I’m shackled in a different kind of prison. All they care about is that I belong to them and pay for my sins. And before my fiancé can claim me, they will. Dante, my cold, merciless stepbrother, who once ignored me, now he watches me with a predator’s gaze, waiting to strike. Oliver, the charming manipulator, who plays with my mind just as much as my body. And Allister, the silent executioner, who never speaks but whose touch leaves me gasping. Three men who once ruled the world I live in now rule me. They want my tears, my screams, my submission. They want to ruin me in every way possible. Their hands punish. Their lips taunt. Their bodies ruin. But the worst part? A part of me likes it. This isn’t a love story. It’s a game of power, pain, and obsession. And I’m about to lose everything. Even my heart. And when one of them decides that’s what he exactly wants, maybe he’ll get it too. After all, the Lords always get what they want. And this time… they want me. __________________ Disclaimer This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters, settings, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. This work, LORD OF VIOLENCE by A. Gupta, is copyrighted and may not be copied, distributed, or reproduced in any form without the author's explicit permission. The book contains explicit scenes, including sexual content and violence, intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. The author does not promote, endorse, or participate in any of the actions depicted in this work. This is purely a dark fictional story meant for entertainment purposes. ~A. Gupta _________________ Trigger Warnings: MMMF, MF, MFM, Chòking, slàpping, exhìbitionism, non-con elements, spànking, sharing, humiliàtion, dègradtion, bullying, Punishments, Manipulation and power imbalance. Revenge and retribution. Rough handling and over stimulation. Dubious consent. Forced proximity. Coercion and Blackmail. If any of these themes are triggering for you, please proceed with caution. Your mental health matters. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND DOES NOT REFLECT REAL LIFE BEHAVIOURS. THE CHARACTERS ARE MORALLY QUESTIONABLE AND SHOULD NOT BE ROMANTICIZED IN REAL LIFE. ____SERAPHINA A few minutes passed as they ignored me as if I wasn’t even there. I closed my eyes, my head hanging low, I refused to cry now. No. I won’t. Then his voice shattered the silence engulfing me, almost making me jump. “Open.” I looked up and met his dark eyes. And then my gaze dropped to his hand. Dante held a piece of steak on his fork, waiting for me to follow his command. Open? A wave of heat rushed up my chest, shame mixing with fury. I stared at the offering like it had teeth. I bristled. And something inside me snapped. The burning humiliation was so fúcking sharp that I succumbed to it. I stood before I even realized that I was moving, my voice rising without any second thought, “What the fuck is wrong with you? Am I a fucking animal to you that you want me to kneel at your feet while you feed me scrapes?!!” His jaw tightened, but his expression remained eerily calm. He stared at me for a long beat, then slowly lowered the fork. “If I wanted to treat you like
SERAPHINA Oliver led me down the wide stairs, one hand pressed to the small of my back like I was some precious thing he was guiding gently toward slaughter before I could escape. Maybe it was why he called me little lamb. Helpless and easy to control and do whatever they seemed to want. And I hated myself for being this weak.As we reached the landing my eyes travelled around the room, to my right was a hallway leading to a den and a backyard with the pool. And in front of me was the living room with the French windows on the right that looked outside to the woods, in the middle the couch and a loveseat dominated the space with a small fireplace in center of the opposite wall above which there were several photographs of the three of them, giving this place a personal touch. And on the left was the kitchen with open plan and a table of four where Allister and Dante were already sitting.Allister’s eyes turned to me and he stared at me with a brow raised. Oliver nudged me to move for
SERAPHINA I woke up slowly, groggy and disoriented, expecting to be alone. But I could feel the air around me different and when I sat up I almost had a heart attack.Oliver sat beside me on the bed, legs crossed, looking like a sinful angel with that lazy smile on his face. His blue eyes glittered like ocean beneath the sun, his blonde hair falling in a mess on his forehead.I yelped, clutching the blanket closer to my chest. “What the hell are you doing here?!”His smile didn’t fade but an edge came to it. “I can come and go as I please. You should be thanking me I refrained from using that mouth while you were sleeping.”I gaped at him, my fingers tightening around the blanket. The blanket which wasn’t there when I had fallen asleep. Did he cover me with the blanket, or was it Allister who came back to check up on me?With a sigh, Oliver pointed to the chair where a sleek black garment
SERAPHINA He was kissing me.Allister Hale was kissing me.He was giving me my first kiss.My breath caught as his lips pressed against mine, firm and demanding. Not sweet, not tender. He wasn’t giving me my first kiss but he was claiming it. But not with the harsh brutality Dante had shown me or by beckoning me with deceptive charm like Oliver.This was different. I allowed it. I asked for it.And I didn’t know what to do.As if he could sense how lost and tense I was, he pulled back slightly and my fingers tightened where they braced on his shoulders. Is this it?But I didn’t want it to end just yet.He said, “Relax,” His hand lifted from my back and settled at the back of my head, not giving me the chance to pull away. “It’s a kiss, not a punishment. Unless you make it one.”How can someone turn a kiss into a punishment?But he didn’t give me a chance to question it as his other hand came up to cup my jaw. His lips a breath away from mine, voice low and unhurried, he murmured, “O






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