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Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance)
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance)
Author: @Gupta

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Author: @Gupta
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-02 02:53:19

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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.

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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. SOMNOPHILIA

TORTŮRE. 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.

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BLURB

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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.

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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.

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Renee
Wow!!! That was intriguing, thanks.
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Emery Swanson
i need to read more to leave a good report. but it does peak my interest.
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Mamake Sham
I am already in love with the plot.. I guess I should tighten my seat belt..the ride seems rough
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