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THE ARRANGEMENT: FORBIDDEN THINGS ALWAYS TASTE SO GOOD

THE ARRANGEMENT: FORBIDDEN THINGS ALWAYS TASTE SO GOOD

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-08-05
By:  Gwen hywfar Ongoing
Language: English
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Contemporary

CEO

Artist

Dominant

Campus

Age Gap

MxM

Some lines aren't meant to be crossed. We cross them anyway. A struggling artist signs a contract to become a billionaire's live-in muse, in exchange for her to surrender her body, and even her soul. A college student watches his best friend's father through the window. The father watches back. And puts on a show. A therapist knows every trigger point of his patient's body. Late-night sessions become something far less professional. A man confesses his darkest desires to a priest who's bound by vows to only listen. The priest's restraint shatters. A photographer's lens captures more than boudoir photos. Eventually, he puts down the camera. Two stepbrothers' best friends steal moments in a house full of people who can't know. The risk makes it hotter. A student loses a dare and brings a vibrator to her strictest professor's class. He hacks it. Control it and own her. Two rival lawyers hate each other in court. In hotel rooms, they work out their aggression the only way that satisfies. This isn't romance. This is an obsession collection not for the faint hearted. GET WET. GET WILD. GET LOST IN THE FORBIDDEN.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Billionaire's Muse

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 Sukoon malik….collage student loves her family a lot last year of her collage

Mr. adeel malik  father of sukoon a very loving and caring father and husband he is a businessman

Mrs. soha malik mother of soha wife of adeel she does not like to spend money she believes in savings 

Vihan khan….business hot handsome lives with his family he has some connections with mafia world

Khushi khan vihaan younger sister study in sukoon’s collage 

Mr. Armaan khan father of vihaan and khushi head of the family business man loves his family a lot.

    Mrs….kinza khan wife of armaan khan mother of khushi and vihaan loves to talk and every weekend she just want to do shopping 

 More character will be introduced in the story 

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23 Chapters
Chapter 1: The Billionaire's Muse
~ARIA~The eviction notice looked so innocent sitting on my kitchen counter.I knew I shouldn't open it but I did it anyway, because apparently I enjoy emotional masochism. It states that I was three months behind. And I had thirty days to get out or hello, court date. I’d already pawned my Mom’s pearl earrings, the last pieces of her that didn’t smell like a hospital.At this point, I might just snap and fall down. I’d worked double shifts at the coffee shop until my legs felt like they’d been tenderized with a meat mallet. Spoiler alert Aria: none of it was enough.I stared out my broken window, at the city doing its dang best to break me and make me sleep on the streets. I envied the Penthouse lights that twinkled like they knew exactly how broke I was since my light had been cut because I couldn't afford the bill.For fuck’s sake, how do I fix this? My phone buzzed. And Rebecca's name pops up on my screen. Thank God. If I had to sit here marinating in my own doom any longer,
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Chapter 2: The Billionaire's Muse
~ ARIA~ The movers looked at me like I was insane. I mean who wouldn't. I was carrying just one box with the inscription “ the only shit I own.”Everything else in my home smelled bad after coming back from Dante's penthouse yesterday, well, I was here again.Dante watched from the doorway of what I could only describe as a bedroom the size of a basketball court.His arms were crossed. I wondered if he was judging me but his expression was unreadable."That's it?" he asked.I lifted the box. "I travel light. Also, I'm poor. We've established this."His mouth twitched. Almost a smile. If that's a smile then it's terrifying."Put it down."I set the box on the floor. It looked pathetically out of place and I wanted to kick it into the Hudson River."Your room is down the hall. Second door on the left." He checked his watch. "Unpack quickly. Dinner is at eight. Don't be late.""What happens if I'm late?"His eyes met mine. I knew instantly, he didn't like being disobeyed. Aria, you nee
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Chapter 3: The Billionaire's Muse
~ DANTE~I watched her walk into my penthouse holding a single cardboard box labeled "Shit I Own" in sharpie marker.Just one box. That's all she had to her name. Everything she owned in the world fit into one pathetic box that looked like it had been through a war.Most women I'd contracted before arrived with Louis Vuitton luggage, designer wardrobes, and enough cosmetics to stock a department store. They came prepared to play the part of a kept woman. Aria, however, came with nothing.Something about her vulnerability stirred something in my chest. Something I didn't want to examine too closely.When I had asked her to follow me earlier, I thought she wouldn't but she did.She followed me on shaking legs and I had to suppress a smile. I loved seeing her like this, needy, desperate, and completely at my mercy.I led her to my private bathroom. The one I never let anyone else use. Can't understand why I broke a rule for her. Maybe later, I will understand why.I turned on the showe
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Chapter 4: The Billionaire's Muse
~ DANTE ~I couldn't sleep. All night, I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling, my cock hard and aching, replaying the taste of her on my tongue. The sound of her moans echoes in my head. The way she'd obeyed me, even while that smart mouth of hers wanted to push back.Aria. Even her name tasted sweet.By dawn, I gave up on sleep. I went to my studio, which usually brought me peace. It was filled with canvas, paints, and brushes.I have loved painting because, with painting, I was in total control, unlike people whom I had to use money and sometimes even force to exert control.I picked up my brush, intending to paint her expression and her glazed eyes, but I couldn't focus.I try to paint her from memory. Her defiant baby blue eyes and her lush mouth. The curve of her hips. But every stroke felt wrong. Inadequate. My hand couldn't capture what my mind saw, what my body craved.I needed her. In front of me. Looking raw and completely vulnerable.I checked my watch. Seven thirty in th
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Chapter 5: The Billionaire's Muse
~ ARIA ~I crawled across the cold floor on my hands and knees, feeling every shred of dignity I had left was being stripped away with each movement.But God help me, I wanted this.I wanted him.My body was still trembling from the orgasms he'd wrung out of me. Three. He'd made me come with those damn toys, and I had begged him to stop. Begged for mercy.Yet, he'd given me none.And now here I was, crawling to him like a desperate animal, while watching him stroke his huge cock with his thunderstorm eyes promising me both heaven and hell.I reached him and knelt between his spread legs, looking up at his face. His jaw was clenched, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. He looked like a god. Dark and dangerous. Completely in control."Open your mouth," he ordered, his voice rough.I did.He guided his cock to my lips, letting just the tip rest against my tongue. He was hot and hard against my lips. He was already leaking."You're going to take all of me," he said. "Every.
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Chapter 6: The Billionaire's Muse
Dante's POVI hadn't slept for two fucking nights now.I have just been lying in my bed, my cock as hard as steel, replaying the way Aria had looked on her knees in my studio. I was the one playing this game with her, yet somehow I am the one always yearning for her, instead of her being the one craving me and begging to be bent over. My mind plays the way she had swallowed my cock whole. What I hated most, was the way she'd made me lose control.And think that was the problem.I never lost control. Not with any of my previous arrangements. And certainly not with anyone.But with her? One look from those defiant stubborn eyes and my structure rules start cracking.Fuck! I had other muses before. Beautiful women who posed for me, fucked me, and obeyed me. When I was done with them, I moved on without a second thought.So why is Aria suddenly different?Why does my body crave her? Worse, why would my mind not shut up about her?Could it be that smart mouth of hers? Is it the sarcasti
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Chapter 7: The Billionaire's Muse
~Dante's POV~Antonio left twenty minutes later.I stood there in those twenty minutes pretending to paint, while my blood boiled and my cock throbbed and every muscle in my body screamed to throw him out.The second the studio door closed behind him, I snapped.I crossed the room in three steps and grabbed Aria by the throat, slamming her back against the wall."Dante…""Shut up," I growled.My mouth slammed into hers. Demanding entry. Finally, she opened up and kissed me back just as desperately, her nails digging into my shoulders.I ripped the lace panties off her and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around my waist automatically.I freed my cock with one hand, positioned myself at her entrance, and slammed inside her in one brutal thrust.“ Ahhh…” She choked out.I didn't give her time to adjust. I didn't care about being gentle. I fucked her against that wall like I was trying to prove something. I wanted to erase the image of Antonio's mouth on her pussy. She belongs to me an
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Chapter 8: The Billionaire's Muse
~Aria's POV~ I came six times on that balcony.Six times while blindfolded, with my legs shaking, wondering if anyone below could see me. I wondered if Dante was even watching or if he'd just left me there like a toy he had gotten bored with.By the time he came back, I was sobbing. Overstimulated and exhausted. I was ready to beg him for mercy.But he didn't give me any. He just pulled the vibrator out, untied the blindfold, and looked at me with his cold, blank eyes that didn't give anything away."Good girl," was all he whispered.Then he walked away.No praise. No comfort. No "properly fucking me" as he'd promised.Just... nothing.I stood there on that balcony for another ten minutes, trying to catch my breath and understand what the hell was happening between us.This wasn't supposed to be complicated. It was a contract. Six months. My body for his money with properly fucking me.But it didn't feel like a contract anymore. Each time we met for anything, it felt like a tug of
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Chapter 9: The Billionaire's Muse
~Dante's POV~I didn't sleep again that night.After the bar redo and bringing her home—watching her disappear into her room without a backward glance—I lay in the dark, cock aching, fury simmering under my skin. Her words, repeating in my head. "Only you, Dante."I hated how much I craved that truth. And hated even more that it terrified me.By dawn, I had already decided what I was going to do. I will have one final session with her. I will purge her from my system, then pay her double the original amount and end this arrangement before it devours me whole.The Collective would be perfect for this.The underground art exhibition ran once a month in a downtown warehouse, invitation only, obscenely exclusive. Human models posed as sculptures, but the rules encouraged interaction. Hands, mouths, toys. Shared pleasure performed for the crowd. No full penetration by strangers. No pain. Just ecstasy on display.Since I couldn't share at the club, I will do it at the collective. Let doz
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Chapter 10: The Billionaire's Muse
~Aria's POV~I woke in Dante's bed, the sheets cool and empty beside me. My body ached everywhere. My muscles trembled. The space between my thighs felt raw and used. The night at The Collective came back in blurry flashes; hands everywhere, mouths on my skin, pleasure so overwhelming I nearly blacked out. Then Dante claiming me in front of them all, fucking me like he wanted to prove something or destroy me.I sat up slowly. On the nightstand lay an envelope with my name. My hands shook as I opened it.Inside was a check for five hundred thousand dollars. And a note in his bold handwriting.[The arrangement is over. This should cover the remaining months plus compensation for last night. Marie will help you pack. Be gone by noon. D]No explanation. No apology. Just money and a clean dismissal. I stared until the numbers blurred. Half a million dollars. Enough to erase my debts, reclaim my mother's jewelry, and start fresh.This was what I had signed up for. Freedom with security.
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