Romances Online de Other sobre Dark Romance e Histórias com CEO e Forbidden Love

Two years ago, my father sold me to a billionaire. Delson Ford owns me. My body. My time. My silence. He fucks me like I'm furniture and calls it marriage. The only thing he doesn't control is my work. In the ER, I'm a doctor. Not a wife or a victim. Then Elijah Roosevelt comes in bleeding. He's a mob boss. He's my husband's greatest enemy. And he has a condition that makes pain feel like pleasure. He refuses anesthetic. He watches me stitch his wounds with a smile. And when he gets hard on my table, I can't look away. Now he's requested me as his personal doctor. Now he's in my space. In my head. He says I'm his to protect. He says my husband won't touch me ever again. But Elijah Roosevelt doesn't protect anything without owning it first. And I'm starting to want him too.

(18+ | A Forbidden Reverse Harem ) “Who are we to you, Lily? ”Jaxon’s voice is low and dangerous, his billionaire fingers tangled in my hair, forcing my tear-streaked face up to his cold, commanding gaze.“Say it,” Dante growls into my ear, his surgeon’s precision turned filthy, his grip bruising my hips as he slams deeper, each thrust shaking me to my core.“You’re… you’re my alpha daddies,” I sob, the confession shattering as he drives harder, making my suspended body quake. “You’re my protectors! ”“That’s fucking right,” Elias snarls, the whip in his firefighter hand cracking across my ass cheeks hard enough to leave a burning mark.I whimper from the sharp sting, my body bracing harder against Dante while my chained hands grasp desperately at the links for something or anything to hold onto.“And who are you to us? ”Jaxon demands, the cage fighter in him making it an unbreakable order.“Your baby! ” I wail.“Louder, baby girl,” he commands, voice like steel wrapped in velvet. “Say every word we’ve taught you, every filthy truth we’ve waited years to hear fall from those pretty lips.”“I’m your Lily… your filthy little secret… I belong to all four of you and always have!” I scream as another orgasm tears through my chained body.“That’s a good little baby girl,” Elias praises, his rough hands tracing the fresh mark. ⚠️ EXTREME DARK TABOO FILTH ⚠️ Strictly 18+.

WARNING !!: This collection is not for the faint of heart. These stories involve choking, spanking and raw sinful desires. Enter only if you’re ready to be tied by the chains of ecstasy. This compilation brings you a variety of spicy short stories, each having a different journey into the raw, intoxicating world of BDSM. Whether it’s a professor making his student kneel, an alpha punishing his maid, or a best friend daring you to give in, these stories will keep your pulse racing and your imagination tied down to the very last page. In this collection, submission isn’t weakness, it’s the ultimate temptation. Once you step in, you’ll be drowned in a pool of desires.

I took the job because I needed money. That was the only reason. I didn't care who Lucien Blackwood was, why people lowered their voices whenever they mentioned his name, or why the mansion he lived in felt more like a beautiful prison than a home. I only needed the salary. Then I learned about the rules. Don't touch anything that belongs to Mr. Blackwood. Don't ask questions about his past. And above all— Never enter his bedroom after midnight. I broke the last rule on my third night. I expected to find a secret. I didn't expect to find Lucien. Barefoot. Half-dressed. Watching me like he'd been waiting for me to walk through that door. After that night, nothing between us felt innocent anymore. Lucien has a way of getting under my skin without touching me. A look across the dining table. A whispered warning in an empty hallway. His hand lingering a second too long when he passes me something. He knows I want him. What scares me is that I want him to know. But Lucien isn't simply a wealthy man with too many secrets. He's hiding something. And the closer I get to him, the more I realize that my job was never really about managing his house. He knew my name before I ever met him. He knew things about my past that I had never told anyone. And that night I walked into his bedroom? Maybe he wasn't surprised to see me after all. Maybe he wanted me there. Because in Lucien Blackwood's world, nothing happens by accident. Not desire. Not secrets. And certainly not me.

A collection of hundred stories, ten parts each and different narratives to send shivers down your spine. A good read if you want to wind down and relax.