LOGINNINA “My wife will ride you for her org-sm and for your come to fill her, so she can do her duty as Mrs. Sokolov.” Jeremiah’s fingers flexed around my throat. “Go on, little wh-re. Climb over him. I know you want to.” I crawled over Lachlan, curling my fingers around his thick c-ck, and wondered — how big was Jeremiah? How long? How thick? Lachlan hissed, “Kitten, stop playing or I’ll come all over your hand.” Jeremiah growled, “We can’t have that. All his come belongs in your c-nt, wife. So get on with it.” His lips brushed my ear. “Don’t stretch this out. I have something else that needs stretching.” Shuddering, I got to my knees. As I aligned Lachlan’s c-ck with my entrance, another hand wrapped around mine — larger, slick with oil. Jeremiah. A moan escaped as my husband guided his lover’s c-ck to my core. I sank down slowly, the stretch burning until I took every inch. “F-ck,” Lachlan groaned. “You’re perfect around me.” “You too,” I moaned, pressed against his chest, lips tangled in a kiss. Then, without warning, Jeremiah pushed in two fingers — into my other h-le. I gasped as he stretched my untouched muscles. He didn’t stop. Not until I was full. Everywhere. Lachlan groaned. “I can feel you.” “I know,” Jeremiah said, his fingers thrusting deep. “Move.” Lachlan obeyed, lifting me until just his tip stretched me, then pushed me back down. I whimpered. My hips jerked. Lachlan cursed. “You like that, wife?” Jeremiah’s voice rasped in my ear. “Being used by both of us?” _ This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. Read-TW!!!! MF-MM-MFM-Dark-Twisted-Betrayal-Amnesia-Revenge-NonCon-Mafia-Humiliation-Dominated-Controlling-Ruthless-Mystery-Thriller-READ-Trigger-Warnings
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Please read..... __________ This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. TWISTED MARRIAGE [A Dark MMF Mafia Romance] @ A. Gupta. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law. ____FOR MY DEAR READERS... This work includes themes of sexual abuse, violence, dubious consent, somno _____, and other sexual practices that may be considered profane, vulgar, or offensive to some readers. Reader discretion is advised, only for mature audiences. The author does not practices, neither agrees with the content of this book, it's purely for fictional and entertainment purposes.There's a list of TW (Trigger Warning) given below, please read them carefully and then choose if you want to read this book. Your mental health matters. ♡Trigger Warnings:ABÚSE. AMNESIA,BETRAYÀL. BLACKMÀIL. BÔNDAGE.BRÁNDING. BREATH PLAY.CHOKING.DEGRÀDATION. DOUBLE PÈNETRATION. DÚBIOUS CONSENT.EDGÍNG. EXHIBITIONISM.FÔRCED ORGÀSMS.HUMILIÀTION.KIDNÀPPÈD. KNÍFE PLAY.MF/MM/MFM/MFMM.PÀIN. PARASÓMNIA.PRÀISE KÌNK. PRIMAL KÌNK.PUBLIC HUMILIATION. PTSD.REVENGE.SCÀRS. SLÀPPING.STÀLKING. SOMNOPHILIATORTŮRE. TOYS.VIOLENCE. *The author does not promote such practices and neither advices you to do so. If you think any of the above subjects could stress you and isn't for you, do not proceed, but if you think you can handle an Anti-hero like Jeremiah Sokolov, please be ready for the ride ahead. I hope by the end of this book, you'll fall in love with these characters. . ____BLURB ____ He was a king. Merciless. Powerful. And, my obsession. But he wasn't the only one who ruled my heart. ~Innessa (Nina). She was the weapon used for my destruction. Now, she'll be the slave to my ruins.~Jeremiah. If I could, I'll take both their pain and make a crown out of it. ~Lachlan. . Twelve years ago, betrayal ignited a fire that left scars on their bodies and souls. Now, vengeance drags them into a dangerous game where obsession, power, and forbidden love collide. Jeremiah Sokolov, once the untouchable Pakhan of the Russian Bratva, rose from the ashes of his own destruction—scarred, ruthless, and unyielding. The man he was died in those flames, and what remains is a cold, vengeful king. The woman he swore to protect and make her his queen was the one betrayed him, or so he believes, and he’s waited years to make her pay. He doesn’t just want her to suffer; he wants her to pay for every agonizing moment he suffered. Nina has no memories of her past or who she was. There was only one thing in her life she'll do anything to protect, even make a deal with the devil himself. Her fractured memories are a patchwork of shadows, fear, and survival. But her carefully crafted world shatters when her past collides with her present and she's called to pay for the sins she didn’t remember committing. And now, she's surrounded by men who'll test her every boundary, break her at every point and take pleasure in her tears. But, do they really? Because if there was a chance to survive this vortex of power, pain, and dangerous desire, she'll submit to them and fight for the life she was given a second chance at. Lachlan Reed has always been Jeremiah’s shadow—his enforcer, his lover, his most loyal weapon. Tasked with infiltrating Nina’s life, Lachlan expects to unearth the lies Jeremiah warned him about. Instead, he discovers a woman who isn’t the cold, manipulative traitor she’s painted to be. Strong yet broken, fragile yet resilient, Nina awakens something in him he can’t suppress. Torn between protecting her and his loyalty to Jeremiah, Lachlan finds himself in an impossible position, knowing his devotion to them both might destroy him. As secrets unravel and dangerous passions ignite, Jeremiah, Nina, and Lachlan are bound by more than vengeance. Lies, obsession, and forbidden love blur the lines between loyalty and betrayal, leaving them tangled in a web where survival demands the ultimate sacrifice. This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. . ______Hope you're all ready for what's about to unfold.Thankyou for choosing my book to read.Please comment and leave your first impression and I'll say hello to all my lovely readers.... <3A. GuptaJEREMIAH The river was behind us, and now armed men stood at the edge of the forest blocking us from going back into its century as more men appeared out of the trees, surrounding us. I looked from left to right, my mind racing through escape routes that didn’t exist. I turned slowly, shoving Nina behind me, as I reached for my gun. Every muscle locked. Every sense sharpened as I felt the air around us shifting as if it was waiting for something, even the men pointing their weapons at us stopped. They didn’t rush us. They too seemed to be waiting. Then a different set of footsteps drew closer and a moment later, a figure draped in all black appeared. I shifted, wrapping my arm around Nina’s back and pressing her against mine to hide her from the new threat. Slowly, deliberately, the person walked closer until there was no more than five feet between us. Her head was covered, her face hidden beneath layers of dark veiling that fluttered faintly in the wind and th
JEREMIAH “Our son?” My eyes searched hers before they dropped to her stomach. “Yes.” Her words were just a mere whisper of cold air as she said, “J-Juhan… I went for—” “Jeremiah!” The sudden shouts had both of us whirling, only to be tackled down to the ground by Hugho as loud gunshots cracked through the air. The sound was startling and sharp that didn’t belong in this small snowy town. “We have to leave. Now!” Hugho growled, “Someone must’ve leaked our location.” I uncurled myself from around Nina. She looked disoriented as she blinked, noticing the men rushing toward us and forming a protective circle as they returned the gunfire. She clung to me, her voice shaky as she asked, “Jeremiah, what’s happening?” “Let’s get out of here first,” I helped her to stand, my movement urgent as men started to exchange gunfire and slowly the small airport turned into a warzone. “We have to hurry.” Hugho pressed his hands at our backs as he guided us toward the waiting cars. A
JEREMIAH “Are you sure about this?” Kayne asked. “What do you think?” I looked at him, knowing he wouldn't have a response to it. Xavier let out a long breath. “I mean we could wait here instead of you deliberately putting yourself into danger.” “My wife will be at the airport, in public, with no one there to protect her,” I gritted out. I had already made up my mind. If what I suspected was the reality then I needed to be there for my wife. I couldn’t stay at home surrounded by my guards to be safe while I send my friends and their guards to safeguard their Pakhan’s wife. I wasn’t going to be that man. If she was in danger, and she was because of me, then I intended to stand between her and that danger. I intended to protect her with my own life if it came to that. I have already kost her once, I won’t lose her again. I had thought I could find the fucking pest that was after me and my family, wait for it to show up while Lachlan and Nina stayed in Italy, far away fr
NINA I sat stiff in my seat, my fingers curled tightly around the armrest as if letting go would make everything slip out of my control. My leg bounced on its own, a nervous reflex I couldn’t stop, and my heart beat so hard it felt like I was once again caged in that dark cell. But all of it wasn’t because of the turbulence the plane was going through for the last twenty minutes. For as much as I was scared of the continuous shaking of the plane, I was more worried about the fact that Ephraim will reach my husband and Lachlan with Juhan before I could. The pilot had announced a detour because of the thunderstorm, and it meant it would take longer for me to reach Russia than I thought. It also meant Ephraim will reach faster than me as he flew privately. I pressed my lips together, swallowing hard as panic crawled up my throat. My son would be between strangers, standing in front of men who he had never met and didn't know much about. The men who’d have every right to ha
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