LOGINRose Johnson Kapoor He called me a lioness. He taught me how to be one. But what he failed to understand was that I'm more than just the lioness—I'm a rose with thorns-who'll bring him to his knees. Ryan Johnson walked away, left without a second glance shattering my heart and left me bleeding. But I’m done waiting. Done crying for someone who easily discarded me. I’ve crossed oceans to claim what’s mine and make him suffer. He'd forced me to submit—to bend, to surrender. But this time, he’ll be kneeling and begging. What he doesn’t know, that I’m not just here to ruin him—I’m here to own him. To carve my name into his world the way he once carved himself into my soul. He'll feel every ounce of my wrath. And when I'm done, he'll beg to be mine. Yet, there's something I can't escape-a truth, I refuse to face. A question-For how long I'll be able to hold on to my hate-or-the secret I'm hiding. Especially when he shows the side of him that I'd never seen before. ____ Ryan Johnson I knew she’d come. My lioness never accepts defeat. I thought leaving was right, but all I did was destroy the only thing that mattered. Now, she’s here. And she wants war. She wants me to suffer, to pay. What she doesn’t realize is, I already have. I’ve been on my knees for her since the day I walked away. But she won’t break me. If she wants a fight, I’ll give her one. Because I don’t just want her rage—I want all of her. Yet, as I pull her back into my world, something lurks in the shadows-A threat we've to fight.
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Respect the author's hard work and creativity. Support the author by purchasing an authorized copy. Thank you for reading. TRIGGER WARNINGS: Please take the warning seriously. This story is not about your everyday romance. This is extremely DARK with explicit contents that you may not be comfortable with. And if you don't like sensitive subjects, this may not be a good book to read for you. With sèxual violence and abuse triggers, it is for people above 18 and especially for the readers who think that they can handle such a Hero. Ryan Johnson is definitely not a safe hero and is hard to love. IT CONTAINS THEMES THAT MIGHT BE UNCOMFÔRTABLE FOR SOME. THE HERO IS A Dominant, Controlling and OTT ALPHAHOLE AND HAS VERY QUESTIONABLE CHARACTER. HE IS NOT GRAY, HE IS DARK GRAY! But you know, how we love to hate them!!!! ____ ABOUT THE BOOK: --------------------- Rose Johnson Kapoor --------------------- He called me a lioness. He taught me how to be one. But what he didn't understand was the power and strength I hold in my heart. Ryan Johnson walked away, leaving me with nothing but a shattered heart, a precious gift and a future he never even gave a chance to. But now? I'm done waiting. I've come across oceans to take back what's mine. To make him pay. He forced me to my knees once --to submit, to surrender- but this time, he will be the one kneeling. He will feel every ounce of my wrath. And when I'm done, he will beg to be mine. Yet, there's something I can't escape. A truth I've buried so deep even I refuse to face it. Because love isn't just about winning-it's about losing too. No matter how much I try to hate him, my love persists, my heart beats alive whenever he's close. And I don't know if I'll be able to hold on to my hate or the secret I am hiding for much long. Not when he shows me the side of him that I had never seen before. -------------- Ryan Johnson -------------- I knew she would come for me. My lioness was never one to sit back and take defeat. I left her once, thinking that I was doing the right thing. Thinking she was better off without me. But all I did was break her. And in the process, I shattered myself. Now, she's here. Not as the girl I left behind, but as the woman who carries my name, my fire, and-God help me-my sanity. She wants to make me suffer. To bring me to my knees. What she doesn't realize is, I've been on my knees for her since the moment I walked away. I'll take her wrath, her fury, every ounce of vengeance she throws my way- if it means I get to see the love in her eyes once again. If it means I can hold her once more. But just having her is not enough. I need all of her. In the past, it was her body I wanted to rule, to own. But now? I want her heart. Her soul. And if she resists, if she pushes me away, I'1l have no choice but to remind her who I am. Yet, as I make her mine, another battle waits in the shadows. There's a storm brewing in my world, a danger circling the people I love. And if I don't stop it in time, I could lose everything before I even have the chance to claim her again. And that? That is one thing I refuse to let happen. #darkromance #billionaireromance #fierceheroine #sassy #comeback #secondchance #bd.sm. #hiddenpregnancy #controlling and #dominatinghero ____ This is the second book in a two book series: The Tormentor Series. Book One: My Boss Is My Tormentor is completed and you can read it before this one. ------ RYAN ------ When you taste betrayal in childhood, it never leaves you. My own mother taught me the most valuable lesson: trust no one, and money is the only thing that matters. I became the man my father never was- Ruthless and heartless. As one of the most sought-after billionaires, I'm accustomed to having my demands met even before I voice them. Money has its perks and I understand my mother's hunger for it. The moment I stepped in India, I knew I needed to leave, but fate had other plans. It led me to Rose Kapoor - captivating and defiant. The one woman who refused to bow to me, regardless of my status. When she dared to slap me and insult me in public, my need for revenge ignited. I promised myself I wouldn't leave this country until she begged for my mercy. She's a lioness, fierce and untamable. She thought loyalty and submission couldn't be bought. How naive she was. She didn't know that I would not only buy her submission- I would break her, ruin her, and bend her to my will until she begs for mercy. ------ ROSE ------ Beautiful, smart and loyal to her loved ones. Rose Kapoor will do anything for her family that gave her a life she has today. She only wanted this job to be independent and be able to live her life on her own terms for once. Instead, she met Ryan Johnson-a beautiful, arrogant bastárd who ruined her interview and insulted her like she was a nuisance. When she discovered he was her new boss, she tried to leave, but he blackmailed her into staying. Cold-hearted and ruthless to his core, her boss: Ryan Johnson, demanded more than an apology; he wanted her total submission or else her family will face his icy wrath. Trapped and desperate to save the only family she knew, she agreed to his terms, unaware of the dark depths of his demands. As she innocently resisted his control and tried to understand what kind of submission he was demanding, she found herself drawn into a dangerous game where not only her body but her heart-and soul- were at stake. TAGS: #enemiestolover #boss #secretary #officeromance #b.d.s.m #dominant #controlling #dark #drama #jealous #billionaire #blackmail ____ A. GUPTARYANWhen I woke up, it took a minute for my brain to catch up, to piece together the chaos of last night.And another full minute to remember that, after the argument, I had walked out on my wife.Deciding I would fix this with a level head, I turned toward the empty space beside me… and froze.Two rings sat neatly on the pillow.My breath punched out of my lungs, and I bolted upright, cursing every foul word I knew. The bathroom door stood open, letting me know there was no sign of her inside it.Panic flooded me.Still, my heart beating so fast that I thought it would fail any moment, I called out for her, “Rose… Rose?” Silence was my only answer. I threw the sheets off and looked down at myself, realizing I was undressed. The memory hit hard, the way she’d helped me into bed, crying and apologizing, checking if I was okay. The way I’d repaid her kindness… with cruelty.“Why? Why? Tell me, why did you act like a… like a whore…” Those words echoed in my head like poison.I dragged
ROSE When I entered the room the nurse had pointed out, I spotted Ana immediately. She was the only one there. The room itself looked nothing like a hospital, more like a high end hotel suite. All polished wood, soft lighting, and white curtains fluttering near the window. Whoever her father was, he wasn’t just well-off… he was powerful. Ana sat on the bed, talking animatedly into a phone, while a woman, probably her nurse, sat on the sofa by the far wall, gazing absently out the window. Her pale face and tired eyes told me she hadn’t slept in a while. But when her gaze shifted and met mine, her expression changed. Her lips curved into a warm smile, surprise flashing across her eyes. “Daddy, I’ll talk to you later. Come soon.” Ana’s face lit up, and she ended the call. “Love you too.” Then she looked at me and her entire face bloomed with delight. “You came!” I smiled and crossed to her side. “Of course, I came,” I said softly, sitting beside her. My hand found her h
ROSE Well… being the wife of a billionaire had its perks. One phone call, that’s all it took. A car arrived at the hotel, whisked me away to the nearest airport, and an hour later I was airborne, flying back to New York. I didn’t let myself think about what my over-controlling husband would do when he woke up to find me gone. He’d be worried first, because for all his irritating, obsessive asshole tendencies, Ryan loved me too much not to care. Then he’d be angry. Very angry. So instead of thinking about my husband I let sleep claim me. I slept in one of the leather chairs near the windows when the bedroom was only just few feet away. Because I couldn’t bring myself to lie in that bed as last time I was in it my husband wasn’t angry and accusing me, instead, he had his arms around me and was whispering soft loving words to me as I had slept, pressed naked to his body. I woke with a jolt. The flight attendant — Jen, I remembered, stood in front of me, smiling kindly. “Ma’am, we
ROSE I woke up to a commotion outside the bedroom. When I padded to the door I heard a male voice, an unknown male voice. For a moment I just stood there frozen wondering what to do and then I heard the familiar drawl voice of my husband, but it was off-kilter. Without wasting another second, worrying that he might have hurt himself, I ran back to the bed and tugged the blanket to wrap around myself before I unlocked the bedroom door and stepped out. The man I had seen on the front desk was trying to… trying to support my husband as he stumbled inside through the suite door. When the man saw me, he hesitated for a moment. I sighed, taking pity on the man, “Thank you, for your assistance.” “No problem, mam. Call the front desk if you need anything.” He looked from my husband, who was currently picking up the silver domes from the trolley to peek underneath them, to me. “Can I help you with…” He trailed off. “Thank you, but I’ll manage.” I replied. “Hmmm… She willl…” My husban
RYAN “It happened when my come was still warm inside you.” I was being vulgar, but I didn’t care. All I felt in that moment was the betrayal by the one woman that I’d have given my life for. She turned around, her face composed in a calm exterior or at least she tried to, but her eyes betrayed her true emotions. She was hurt by my crude words, she was angry and in pain. And I was too. I was on the verge of breaking down. Still, I kept on as if I had a death wish because I knew after this she’d hate me and even I’d hate myself. “Tell me, is it even mine?” What the fuck I was saying? I couldn’t even control the fucking shit that was leaving my mouth. And as soon as those words left me, I already regretted them. It was a low blow, no matter what she had done. She reacted as if I had slapped her. Her eyes turned cold. And her hand went to her stomach as if to protect the baby from me. As if I’d hurt our baby. Yeah, I was furious but I knew that it was my baby inside her
ROSE Ignoring the chilling expression on Ryan’s face, I stepped forward, hands out as though I were trying to tame a wild animal. “Ryan…” I whispered. His gaze dropped to my trembling hands. His lips curved upward, not in amusement, but in warning. A lion ready to pounce, not to kill, but to play with his prey, claw by claw. His eyes, flat and vacant, pinned me in place as he demanded, "Did you touch him?” I froze mid-step. His voice wasn’t angry, he almost sounded curious, but the fire in his grey eyes told me better. He stepped forward, not close enough to touch, but near enough to sear me with his rage. “Ryan, plea—” “Shh.” He pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me. His gaze followed the line of his own touch before he snatched his hand back like he’d been burned. His voice dropped. “Did you kiss him too?” “Ryan, please, just listen to me—” I tried to close the space between us, but he recoiled from me as though my presence alone disgusted him. “No.” His
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