Novel & Cerita Extreme Love Novel By Malisha Rana

It is what you call to infinity and beyond! ~~♡♡~~ Hey Guys, please VOTE and follow me LET ME KNOW YOUR VIEWS IN THE COMMENTS SECTION. PLEASE VOTE AND SUPPORT ME. So, this is ending of Mafia's Love Bond. It was a great journey. Although His Possessive Love is my first ever book, Mafia's Love Bond will always be closer to my heart. This book has it's own ups and down. Especially after B*****t closed down. I've cried many times writing several chapters. Especially when Saanvi was kidnapped by Kaizer!

It was 10:45 in the evening but still, I’m having a hard time sleeping. Instead of forcing myself to sleep, I went out to my terrace and looked at the city lights of the lively England. Ghale. I just realized how lucky she is. Mom and Dad never forced her to do anything she doesn’t want. She can do anything she desires, while here I am, forced to get married to a guy I never knew. Danny has the same situation of Ghale, but unlike Ghale, she doesn’t take everything for granted. Mom is spoiled to Dad. Like Ghale, she does everything she desires because she knew that Dad would always support her.

I mumbled. "Now don't worry. Soon, he'll understand he loves you, only you," she beamed. "No! I don't expect anything from him, Lopa" "But Sana...." "I didn't want him to love me, I never thought of marrying him. I just wanted him. I just wanted to be the only woman in his life, not a girlfriend, not a wife. But now it's not possible. He has already broken my wishes. Now, if he starts loving me, it won't justify his actions to bring another woman between us. He made me feel like a mistress and I can never forgive him for that. I will keep loving him till my last breath but I'll never forgive him," I told her in a numb voice, placing the cup on the table.

Anindira happily returned Gavriel's kiss. Anindira is quite knowledgeable about sex, based on her knowledge from reading her grandmother's obstetrics book as well as her mother's medical book. Anindira also has enough experience with three men. Replying to Gavriel's kiss was easy for her. The two of them dissolved into passionate kisses that increased body temperature in the cold weather with heavy rain.

Lila had said, placing it in her hands like a medal of honor. Now, standing behind the podium, Elena could feel the pulse in her throat. The chairs were filled with women of all ages—some with baby carriers, some with notebooks, some with nothing but exhaustion in their eyes. All of them waiting. All of them listening. She took a breath. “My name is Elena Grey,” she began. “And I used to believe love was supposed to hurt. I believed pain was proof that I mattered.” The air shifted. A hush rolled through the room.

So incredibly close. She thought about the writer’s story about the stranger’s touch, his kiss, his body pressed against hers. She imagined him filling her, claiming her. The thought was the final push she needed. With a final, desperate cry, she threw her head back and arched her back off the floor, her body convulsing as she reached her peak. She finally came hard, her fingers clenching around nothing, her body shuddering with the force of her release. She felt the warmth spreading through her, a flood of pleasure that washed over her, leaving her breathless and trembling.

My heart was slamming against my ribs like a trapped animal. Holy sht.* I pulled my hands away and stared at them. They were shaking uncontrollably. I wasn't the elite, untouchable Elizabeth Monroe. I was Mara Collins. A girl from a crumbling apartment with a sick mother and a bank account that was permanently in the red. If Adrian Holt ever discovered that the girl he was currently terrorizing was a complete nobody and a liar who wiped down sticky bar counters for a living, he wouldn't just have me fired. He would destroy me.

“You think that’s love? Real love don’t take your soul to keep you close.” Malik stepped behind me, his hand finding mine. “I didn’t take her soul.” His fingers intertwined with mine, warm despite his shadowy power. I felt his pulse—steady, sure, connected to mine like a second heartbeat. “She gave it freely,” he whispered. My chest tightened. “Because you saved me. Because you protected me. Because you’re the only one who ever saw me.” Aunt Dee flinched. “Sarai—” “No,” I said sharply. “You don’t understand. The world tried to break me. Men, bills, loneliness, the weight of everything I lived through—Malik didn’t force his way in. I opened the door.”

They were together all the time in the past month, except when they were at work. The media had caught pictures of them entering and leaving their home more than once. They were even given the nickname of 'Siamese Husband and Wife' by the media from how glued at the hip they were. Sadie had experienced true love with Blake. She used to think she had felt true love for Chad, but she realized it was not truly love after she got with Blake. Sadie was smiling when she walked out of the elevator. However, before she could reach her parking space, someone struck her behind the head with a club.

Tears filled her eyes as his words touched her more than anything. “We might not have gotten married because of love but somehow, in the midst of the chaotic and dangerous events, we learnt to rely on each other for support. I learned how to be vulnerable and how to love again after everything that happened in my first marriage and being with you has been one of the biggest gifts I could ever have.” Henry took the ring out of the box. At this point, Anaya was crying so hard she knew her makeup was ruined.