Rose 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. GUPTARYAN The moment Rose agreed to meet me, I hadn’t done anything else except to think about what would I say and do to make her understand. I couldn’t just tell her that the reason I had left her was my eight years older daughter. Could I? Only if I wanted to die a cold merciless at the hands of my beautiful, fierce wife. Yeah, no thank you.I just have to find a right way and right time to tell her about it. And, hope that—“Daddy?” I stopped short on the sidewalk to the café. When I turned around, I found my Angel coming toward me with my grandfather in tow. “Hey, Precious, what are you doing here?” I asked, crouching down as she came to hug me. “Cupcakes…” She shrugged, showing me the brown bag she was holding. And, then with a look in her eyes that always managed to make me wary, she asked, “What are you doing here?”I looked at my grandfather, who was as helpful as ever for he added, “Answer her.”“I am here for a meeting.” I said, without looking at her. How could you lie t
ROSEWhen I finally felt like it’d be fine to get out of the bathroom, I opened the door and stopped short. Michael was standing against the opposite wall with his arms crossed over his chest.“You didn’t tell him.” There was a hint of accusation in his voice.And, I was afraid that somehow in the moment of weakness I had lost my friend. My very genuine and kind friend. The friend who has been there to hold me up when everything was crumbling down to nothing around me.“Michael, I…”He raked a hand through his hair as he pushed back from the wall. In two long strides he was standing in front of me. “Rose, I know whatever happened wasn’t what you wanted… it just happened, and I also know that now you’re beating yourself for it. But…” He took a long breath. “You have to tell him.”I nodded my head, agreeing with him. “I know.”He chucked me under the chin, smiling. “Good.” His eyes flickered to my stomach as he placed his hand on it. “How’s the little bean?”“As demanding as his father,
RYAN “Why are you here? Don't you have somewhere to run off to?” As soon as the words left her mouth, I watched the guilty look that creeped up on her face and the wince she tried to hide. I rubbed a hand down my face, I was at a loss here. I didn't have a first clue to how to make her understand that I had made a mistake by leaving her, and I was not going to repeat that mistake. Because at every turn she refused to listen to me. I had spent the whole night pacing about my house, and at one point, I had even started to clean it. Collecting the bottles. Hiding the antidepressants. Removing every trace of my negligence. I was so restless. I felt so alone all of a sudden, but for once I hadn’t tried to drink my loneliness, instead I had gone to my daughter’s room. There, I had sat down with her picture in my hand. And, surprisingly sleep had come much easier. It had only made me realise that even though I had left Rose behind for the sake of my daughter, to be with my daughter,
ROSE “Please, stop crying, princess. If you’ll just let me, I’ll go there and kick his ass,” Michael said gently, his thumbs wiping away my tears. “You know I can’t let you do that…” I clung to him, sobbing into his chest. “I don’t know, Michael… I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m terrified of giving him another chance. What if it just ends with me breaking all over again?” His arms wrapped tighter around me, grounding me with quiet strength. “Just be strong,” he murmured. “Just be you, princess. And do whatever it is your heart needs to do.” His palm moved soothingly along my spine, and when I lifted my tear-soaked eyes to meet his, the air shifted. There was no warning, no moment to prepare. It happened slowly, almost gently. A flicker of something else entered the space between us. I wanted comfort. I wanted someone to be there for me, and he was. Involuntarily my eyes flickered to his lips and his did the same. “I—” I licked my lips. “We shouldn’t, princess,” he
ROSE The moment Michael opened the hotel suite, I rushed to the bathroom and locked myself inside. And then, I had a long, messy conversation… with the toilet. “Rose?” Michael’s voice came from the other side of the door. “Not now, Michael,” I groaned, slumping onto the cool floor tiles. “Just tell me you’re okay.” I’m not. I’m not okay. How could I be? It took every ounce of strength I had to walk away from him. Every fiber of my being screamed to run back, to stay, to hold him, but I didn’t. And I don’t even understand how he did it, how he left me behind and managed to live with it. Because walking away from him felt like cutting off a part of my soul. “Rose…” Michael tried again, gentler this time. “Michael, please. I know you care about me, and I appreciate that, I really do… but just... leave me alone for a moment." I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I didn’t look like someone who had just won. Not at all. I didn’t feel victorious. I didn’t fee
ROSE I walked out of the trailer, achingly aware of my nakedness beneath his shirt. His shirt—that somehow felt like it belonged to me now. Like it had branded itself into my skin. I didn’t want to take it off. I couldn’t. As I stepped into the daylight, Winter came rushing toward me, holding a robe in her hands. The moment she reached me, she wrapped it around my shoulders, cocooning me in its thick warmth. It wasn’t the same robe from earlier. This one was heavier anc longer more like a gown, covering me from my toes to my neck. Concealing what he had touched. What he had claimed. “Are you okay, ma’am?” That was a nice question. One I didn’t have an answer to. So I just shrugged and asked my own. “Where’s Michael?” “He’s waiting outside in the car. Said you’d want to leave as soon as possible,” Winter replied, slightly breathless as she hurried to keep up with my steps. Because I was practically running. But not fast enough, apparently, as I heard him yell out my n
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