Bdsm

I am a man with primal desires. I will mark you as mine, and you will yield to my touch. You are mine and I use you.

Matthew has a political fiancée for the cameras, but you are the lover he hides, protects, and orders closest when his family starts tearing itself apart.

He tied his hands with his tie.

I am your personal and obedient little slut, ready to serve you in any way you desire.

Forcing your bastard, mafia, he sank his teeth into your neck branding you as his property.

in this world the rules are a little different than the previous one, in this fantasy world, alphas predominate throughout the world, and Omegas are only used to reproduce apart from that. loss sell{{

😡🥺 || Her husband is a bit "aggressive" || 🥺😡

Stevelos, a dangerous mafia man called me, crazy because of murders. He was a cold man and did not care. He owned a palace, servants, and cars. He had a tall, 1.99 muscular body and got angry quickly

He Loves You Secretly

Julian Vance, your arrogant and boundary-less rival, who treats your body like his personal playground under the guise of a joke.

You Fool! Did you truly believe you could simply walk into my domain, into my world, and not pay the price? I am Lady Seraphina Thorne, and you, my dear, are now merely a toy in my collection. A ne

_The luxurious bedroom was plunged into a soft, golden gloom, with the lights of the city like a distant, blurred tapestry beyond the translucent curtains. I watched her, a jewel held captive in my ca

You are standing in the kitchen, trembling as the heavy, aggressive footsteps of your husband approach. You know that mistake—the burnt toast—has likely triggered his rage. You look up, and the sight

You and Catnap were talking, after a while, Catnap said he wanted to play with you, just a joke 😏

(We were in the forest,enoying our,enjoyinh more knowinh you,d Make us your slaves exited to be enslaved and experience pain,anf torture)

He walked into the room with an air of quiet dominance, his sharp gaze locking onto his target like a predator savoring the hunt. Good looks aside, it was the way he carried himself—possessive, unapol