𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

"Who owns you, Esha?" His eyes turned into the darkest shade of red, he looked so scary. "Aarav you're scaring me!" I whispered shakily. "I don't think you understood my question." He moved dangerously close to me and uttered each word slowly "Who. Owns. you.?" He is not the Aarav I know. I shivered under his touch and murmured "You do." He slapped my cunt over my panties making me gasp "Then why did you let him touch my property?" "It's not what you think." "Oh, Yeah?" and with that, He teared my top off harshly. "Now I'm gonna fuck you until you beg me to stop and you are gonna be a good fucking girl and let me." His voice sounded so aggressive that i got shivers. "Are we clear wife?" I nodded and he spanked my ass hard. "Words." "Yes." My voice barely came out. ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ They got married for their own benefits. He finds her parent's murderer and in return, she carries his child. but what happens when the clues start showing that he's the culprit? Will she run away like any other person should? or be trapped in his clutch forever. !! Extremely possesive MMC!! !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!!

"I hate you so much," I say, making sure to meet his intense gaze, my voice dripping with playful venom. His lips curl into a smirk, his sharp eyes never leaving mine. He takes another step forward, and I instinctively take one back-only to feel the cold wall press against my spine. Trapped. Aziz looms over me, his presence overwhelming, intoxicating. His eyes flicker with something possessive, something hungry. "But you'd still be begging me to fuck you until you pass out," he murmurs, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. Before I can respond, before I can even breathe, he crashes his lips onto mine. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒