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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. ____SERAPHINAUpstairs, I freshened up and changed into a soft pink flannel pyjama set. When I came out of the bathroom, my eyes fell on the desk in the corner with my things neatly placed on it. But what caught my attention was a new set of books and brochures that weren’t there in the morning. I walked to it and picked up the books, flipped through the brochures and realised that they were a study material and self help books to prepare for Oxford.I didn’t know what to think and I couldn’t even guess who left these here. Was it Oliver or Allister? It couldn’t be Dante, right?I shook my head and turned to leave but just then I remembered that I didn’t have my phone with me all this time, not that anyone would be missing me. But I wanted to let the manager know that I won’t be coming today. And hopefully she won’t fire me because I had only started working for few days before the devil took over my life and brought me
SERAPHINA “Another word about it and I will fúck your throat right here.” I snapped my mouth shut. My mind coming to a halt as everything I was thinking of blurred and all I could focus on what he just said. He continued, “You were given a choice. A choice that you made two years ago, and one you made two days ago. And it’s your choice that put you here with us. So stop fucking repeating the same thing again and again. No wonder, Dante wants to choke the fuck out of you.” I sucked in a breath and tried hard to swallow the tears rushing forward. I didn't want to cry in front of him but the way he just snapped at me it shook me. Even when I tried not to be, something about him scared me more than anything could with Oliver and Dante. And for a few minutes, I had forgotten how dangerous he was, but now once again he reminded me of it. The gentlemanly facade was just that. A facade to reel his unsuspecting p
SERAPHINA “Why are you being nice to me?” It wasn’t a real question. Not really. Because I wasn’t naïve. I knew what I was to them. A plaything. A pawn. A prize to be broken and reshaped however they saw fit. Something they were using as a metaphorical punching bag to let their rage out in the name of revenge because I made the mistake of standing up against them in the court. And have them banished from the town they called home, publicly humiliated and with a legal record against them that will dog them forever.But only Dante was sent to the prison, not them, and still the three of them were acting together in their revenge. “I can’t be nice to you?” Allister asked calmly, watching me with that infuriating quietness that always made me feel like he was about to eat me alive without any warning. “You are not nice,” I muttered. “You always scare me.” “Do I?” He asked with a soft curl to his lips like he was proud of it, and leaned forward, elbows resting on the table. "How?" The
SERAPHINA The moment I slid into the car, the scent of leather and something crisp and clean wrapped around me. The door clicked shut, locking me in, and I stared straight ahead, refusing to look at him.“Where are we going?” I asked as he pressed on the accelerator.“Lunch.”I blinked. “What?”“Oliver told me you didn’t eat.” He glanced at me sideways. I felt my cheeks warm, but I masked it and said, “So, you are acting like a guard dog to keep me in line and feed me, and of course, to make sure I don’t wander around far from my cage?”He arched a brow, his eyes gleaming as his gaze searched my face. He said, “Not like a guard dog, princess. More like an executioner.”I shot him a look, but he was already turning the wheel, merging onto the road with ease.“You eat sushi?” he asked.“I don’t have money for sushi.”“Did I ask if you could pay?”I clamped my mouth shut at his clipped tone. I will never understand how these men could go from warm to frigid in seconds.Minutes later, w
SERAPHINA It was the first time I was skipping classes and I had no idea where to go. I didn’t want to go to the Morelli house, not when my mother didn’t even text me or call me to ask where I was when I didn’t come back home last night.And I had no desire to go to Dante's house of horror in the middle of nowhere. If I was getting a few hours away from them then I was going to take that reprieve.But, again, that left me with nowhere to go.The path stretched long ahead of me, the sky darkening with the threat of rain, but I focused on my feet. One step after another, it helped in silencing the chaotic unfamiliar whispers in my head.I hated him.I do hate him.And still, it affected me to see Sienna touching him, and him letting her touch him. Last night his fingers had been inside my virgin pussy, his breath at my throat, his voice whispering in my ear that had made me feel things it shouldn’t. I coyld still see his dark gaze at the back of my mind, the way they had burned me. The
SERAPHINA"Stay," Dante ordered. And then, without a word, he reached across the table, took Sienna’s untouched fruit bowl, and ignoring her gasp, he set it in front of me. “Eat.” My hands trembled under the weight of everyone's gaze as I stared down at the slices of banana and apple. I didn’t move. I didn't have any appetite. I didn't want to eat. And even if I wanted to eat just to follow his order, I couldn't. Not without being rushed into emergency if I took even one bite. Oliver noticed that I hadn’t moved to eat. And this time, his voice was soft as he asked, “Why aren’t you eating?" Before I could answer, Sienna scoffed across the table, and with a mocking tone, she said, "Look at her. I doubt she eats anything healthy." Now once again every pair of eyes were back on me. Judging. Laughing. The air grew thick with insulting laughter and ridicule. Familiar giggles and whispers echoed around me. One of the players, I think his name was Kale, added, “Well, some of us like the
SERAPHINA Allister tsked. “I don’t think she really wants the forgiveness. Maybe we should continue with the punishment.” "No!" My eyes wide, I looked between the three men. "Just let me go. I won’t ever cross your path,” I said, and took a step between Oliver and Dante, trying to leave. But
SERAPHINA I laid in my bed with the darkness surrounding me. It was late in the night but I was unable to sleep. My body still throbbed, zinged like touched by electricity after the three of them used my mouth. And then Oliver and Allister came all over my
SERAPHINA "Going somewhere, Princess?" Allister’s voice was silk over steel, smooth yet laced with something far more dangerous. A dark promise. It seemed the air around me stilled, even the crickets and night creatures stopped their humming.I sta
SERAPHINA As Dante made his way toward me with his dark gaze threatening to combust me in place, I inched back and ended up between Allister’s spread knees. His hands landed on my shoulders like he was steadying me, giving me his support against Dante. It was st







