LOGINWarning Erotica novel 18++ For Isolde Ravelyn, the night of her engagement was hell. She not only caught the man she loved cheating in a vulgar manner in a hotel room, but also had to swallow cruel insults that mocked her full-bodied figure weighing 90 kilograms. In the midst of her ruined life and nationwide viral humiliation, a mysterious will pulled her into Blackthorne Mansion—the magnificent residence of the most powerful and feared conglomerate dynasty in the country. However, instead of finding protection, Isolde found herself trapped in a nest of monsters. The three heirs of Blackthorne initially viewed her presence as a threat and tried to drive her away with various suffocating intimidations. Yet hatred slowly turned into dark obsession. All three of them could not resist the surge of desire that ignited every time they saw Isolde’s full, provocative curves. Lucien, the eldest, cold and possessive; Evander, the second son who tempted with sweet deception; and Azriel, the youngest, a mysterious artist with wild fantasies on his canvas. The three of them slowly pulled Isolde into a vortex of forbidden desire, brutally fighting over her body and soul. How can Isolde survive when she is surrounded by three dominant men ready to take turns indulging in her, without knowing that there is a great blood secret that is about to turn the Blackthorne throne upside down?
View MoreBoth of them turned their heads at the same time.Lucien stood there with his arms crossed over his chest. His formal suit was still perfectly in place, immaculate as ever. His sharp gaze shot directly toward Evander's hand, which was still gripping Isolde's wrist.The atmosphere on the balcony instantly froze.Evander released his grip casually.He turned to face his older brother without the slightest trace of fear and shrugged indifferently."Playing the latest game on my phone," Evander replied smoothly, his tone relaxed as though nothing had happened. He glanced briefly at Isolde before looking back at Lucien. "Want to join, Lucien?"Lucien snorted disdainfully."Boring."Lucien stepped onto the balcony, forcing Evander to move aside.He looked at Isolde for a moment, making sure she was unharmed, before throwing a threatening glance at his younger brother."Go back to your room, Evander. Get ready for campus immediately. Don't make me repeat myself," Lucien ordered firmly.Evand
In the dining room, Isolde sat at the luxurious dining table with no appetite left, yet she had been forced to come downstairs because otherwise, Lucien had threatened to have the servants drag her down."There will be several adjustments to the rules during your stay in this mansion, Miss Isolde," Lucien said, breaking the silence at the dining table without taking his focus away from the business tablet in his hand.Isolde, who was spreading jam on her toast, immediately frowned."What rules now?""Starting today, you are not allowed to leave the mansion grounds alone. A Blackthorne personal driver will strictly take you to and from university. Your schedule has already been synchronized with the main security team," Lucien stated firmly.Isolde stared at him in disbelief and set her knife down with a sharp clink."Lucien, this is excessive! I'm not a prisoner!""You're living under the Blackthorne roof now, so obey," Lucien replied coldly, leaving no room for argument."But that st
Evander leaned casually against the treadmill's handrail, steadily closing the distance between them until Isolde could catch the strong scent of his masculine cologne."I'm getting more curious," Evander murmured, his gaze blatantly dropping to Isolde's chest as it rose and fell rapidly from exhaustion.Isolde immediately became flustered, feeling intimidated by the way he looked at her as if stripping her bare with his eyes. Trying to ignore him, she pressed the button to increase the treadmill's speed, determined to prove that she could stay focused. However, the sudden change in pace combined with her weakened condition caused her footing to falter."Oh my—"Before her plump body could be thrown off the machine, Evander quickly lunged forward and caught her. Both of his large hands settled firmly around Isolde's full waist, supporting her weight and squeezing her with a possessive, sensual pressure. Their equally warm, sweat-dampened skin created an instant electric spark."Carefu
"Then why are you wandering around at this hour of the night?" Azriel asked, his voice lowering while his fingers still held the back of Isolde's neck captive."I-I'm hungry!" Isolde squeaked in panic. Her ragged breaths felt warm against Azriel's bare chest."If you're hungry, the kitchen is down the corridor on the left," Azriel said flatly, yet his eyes remained fixed on Isolde's full lips, stained black with paint from where his thumb had brushed them earlier. "There's no food in this room for you to eat. Or could it be... that you actually came here on purpose to watch me?"Isolde flinched.This physical closeness was far too intimate, making her entire body tremble. Feeling threatened by Azriel's madness, she intended to turn around and leave immediately."Sorry, I... I didn't mean to spy on you.""Oh?"Instead of releasing her, Azriel's grip around Isolde's full waist tightened.With one powerful tug, he pulled Isolde's curvy body into the dimly lit art studio and shut the glas






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