Why Is Sukuna Evil

Ten years ago, he was forced to escape from a rich and powerful family. From then on, he drifted away like an ant, and everyone could bully him. Until that day, he dialed the familiar yet strange number. If you hold my hand, I will make you proud...

Already a billionaire at a young age of 28, Sebastian Jackson "SJ" Kincaid has the world at his feet. He could have anything and anybody he wants with just one command from him.Ellisande Porter, an innocent, young, simple woman is secretly married to SJ, who only met him once and that was during their wedding, which their families had arranged when she was still 17.Four years later, she is being whisked into the limelight and being groomed to become the next Mrs. Kincaid. With nothing but hate she gets from SJ, will Elli be able to find a way to win his heart? Will SJ as well learn to accept his fate and learn to love her? Will a certain past that is catching up be able to help the two be together or tear them apart? Will their love story just stay as arranged or will they be able to fall in love with each other?

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing yet another twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. --------- "You think I'm a softie?" My voice is deceptively gentle when the rest of me is so hard. "Do you know why I pulled over?" "Why?" she says, seeming to hold her breath. "I pulled over because I know tight pussy when I see it." I frame her jaw with my right hand, tilting her blushing face up toward mine. "I'd like to fuck you on all fours, right here in the middle of the road, little girl. Rough as you can stand. Still think I'm a softie?" "No," she gasps, the green of her eyes deepening to a forest shade. "I don't." "Good."

Nina's darkest fantasies are written across the pages of her hidden diary, a collection of desires most wouldn't dare to speak aloud. But one stands above all the others— her fetish with being impregnated. She dreams of the moment a real man will claim her fully, pushing deep inside her and flooding her womb with his seed. The thought of her body swelling with life, her belly growing rounder with every passing day, drives her to the edge. It's not just one fantasy; she had many scribbled down— her ultimate cravings, ones she's desperate to make a reality.

He slid a paper across the table, his eyes cold. " Sign it." She blinked, confused. "Why?" "It’s our marriage certificate." He spoke as if discussing the weather. "I’ve already signed it. Your turn." Siya froze. **Marriage?** To a man like him? Her? A whore. Pregnant. She looked up at him, pleading. "I-I can be your maid. Do anything. Just… don’t hurt my baby." Her voice trembled, careful, trying to bargain with the devil himself. But Abhimanyu’s gaze was relentless, unmoved. His tone cut like ice. "I want you to sign it right now." Her heart hammered in her chest. "But… how… why me?" She stuttered, breaking. "I don’t want to marry you." She stood, defiance shaking her body. The word **marriage** tasted like ash, reminding her of someone she loathed beyond reason. Abhimanyu leaned in, his smile devoid of warmth. "You **will** marry me. Or…" The room fell silent, thick with the unspoken threat. **The world knows** what he is capable of. "Plea.se," she whispered. Her voice was barely a breath. Siya’s legs screamed to run. But there was nowhere to go. His voice low, lethal. "Listen to me, TweetyBird. If I can save you, I can ruin you too.' His eyes darkened. "Sign it. And you’ll be mine." "Why me?" Her voice broke. ************ Siya laid on the bed on her fours, her hands tied together with a handcuff as Abhimanyu thrusted slowly from her back. He changed their position making her completely under his mercy. As the sun rose in the sky, he uncuffed her. "Scream my name!" He groaned going faster than before. But his pace didn’t slacken at all. He had turned into a needy beast, who was ruining every ounce of sanity left in Siya. *********** ***********

When **Isla Monroe**, a medical student facing hardships and carrying a sorrowful history, leaps into an icy lake to rescue a man from drowning, she remains unaware that she has put her life on the line for Lorenzo De Luca—Valmont City’s most notorious mafia leader. Lorenzo, weary of his harsh and unfeeling life, viewed death as his sole means of escape. However, Isla’s impulsive gesture of compassion brings him back, compelling him to face a reality he believed he could escape from. Upon waking in her small apartment, his initial response is distrust rather than thankfulness. He has spent too much time in the dark to trust in chance. However, Isla fears him not—and that renders her perilous. He vanishes silently, making Isla think their lives will never intersect again. However, two months later, Lorenzo bursts back into her life—not to express gratitude, but to take her. His foes have found out about the woman who rescued him, and now she’s in danger. Ensuring her safety requires bringing her into his perilous realm—regardless of her desires. As their lives intersect, Isla struggles to deny the man who views her as his opportunity for redemption, while Lorenzo is captivated by the only woman unafraid to confront him. As his foes surround him, they must choose—can love endure in a realm founded on brutality, or will Isla turn into the one thing Lorenzo is unable to safeguard? And as war breaks out in Valmont City, one question lingers: Did Isla redeem a shattered man… or ignite his most perilous nature?