Exclusive Love Mafia のウェブ小説 & Dominant ストーリー

#1: Never kneel for the man who destroyed you. #2: Never let him see that part of you still wants to. Lila Mitchell has broken both rules within the first hour. Lila is an FBI agent on a dangerous undercover mission to pose as a submissive and rescue her kidnapped bestfriend from a ruthless human trafficking ring. But when her trainer turns out to be her ex boyfriend Ryder Kane, the man who shattered her heart twelve years ago, every wall she built comes crashing down. ~ Hi, loves! Before we begin… yes, observant readers are absolutely correct. This story takes place in the same universe as SIR and the Red Room still very much exists behind its infamous black doors. But no... it's not going to have any cameo from David and Nora unfortunately, since it takes place years after they leave the club. You absolutely don't need to read SIR first, but if you have, keep your eyes open for little easter eggs throughout the story 🙃 Now buckle up, because Ryder and Lila are about to wreck each other in the best possible way. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of smutty fiction and should not be construed as anything other than smutty fiction. This is not a how-to guide on BDSM, bondage, or relationships. The author does not claim to be an expert on anything kink related and urges interested parties to be smart, be safe, and do their own independent research on the topic.

“Seduce Diablo or die.” With my life already falling apart, this was the last thing I needed—the cherry on top of the cake. I had one job: infiltrate Diablo’s casa, win his trust, and gather enough information to destroy him. Simple. Until I got closer to the man himself. The more I learned about him, the harder it became to separate the ruthless devil everyone feared from the man I was beginning to see beneath the surface. Esteban was a devil by day, but behind closed doors, he revealed a side of himself no one else seemed to know. He had a way of making me forget why I had been sent to his casa. But even the devil had ghosts that refused to stay buried—a woman whose memory continued to fuel his vengeance. Would he ever be able to let go of the past? As the attraction between us grew into something neither of us could ignore, I faced a dangerous question: Was I falling for the very man I had been sent to destroy, and would my feelings cost me everything?

Ruchee had long forgotten what it meant to live for herself. Since the day life stole both parents from her and left a fragile little sister in her trembling hands, she became everything at once, mother, father, shield, and sacrifice. She built her world from sleepless nights, ruthless decisions, and endless risks, caring for no one beyond the thin line of blood that tied her to the only family she had left. People were distractions. Friendship was unnecessary. Love was a luxury she could never afford. For Ruchee, survival was simple: keep moving, keep fighting, and never let anyone close enough to become another weakness. Until one night, everything was ripped away. Abducted without warning, Ruchee woke up inside a world she never knew existed, a lavish empire drenched in money, sin, and human desperation. There, beneath crystal chandeliers and behind the smiles of monsters dressed in silk, she was no longer a woman. She was merchandise. A rare prize. One of the highest-valued items in the most notorious underground auction where the powerful came not to bid for possessions, but for people. Men with blood-stained fortunes and godlike influence watched her like hungry predators, each number called dragging her closer to a fate worse than death. But among them stood one man. An extraordinary billionaire feared even by the underworld itself. Untouchable. Merciless. A collector of dangerous things. And the moment his eyes settled on her, Ruchee realized the auction was only the beginning. Will she find a way to escape before her freedom is sold to the highest bidder? Or will she become the most prized possession of the one man no one dares to refuse?

"I'm not staying here, you will take back home. I don't care if you are my boss or not, you can't just order me around. I refuse to be a pushover." I yelled, frustration growing on me. He pulled me by the waist onto himself, my front collude with his hard chest. I gasped from the sudden movement but the gasp died in my throat as he clashed his lips on mine. The kiss was rough fast but passionate, I was stunned from the emotion that leaked from me into the kiss. Even after all these years, I still have fierce feelings for him. I am shock from the feelings I still have for this man. We pulled apart, I was still dazed from the mind blowing kiss. "I should put those lips of yours into good use more, they talk too much." He left after, I gaped at the retreating car too stunned to say anything or react.

Londyn Walston I was never meant to be his bride. I was never meant to walk down the aisle. But he left me no choice. He forced me to marry him. And now he would never let me go. Troy Knight She thought she could run from me. She thought she could hide. She didn’t know she became mine the moment she let me own her. And now I would own her forever. There was no escape for her.