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  • His Innocent Sin by ChaptersByAnu
    ChaptersByAnu
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      Reads 2,609
    • WpPart
      Parts 15
    Schedule : Every Saturday He needed a wife for business. He wasn't supposed to fall in love. In the underworld of dark suits, blood-drenched deals, and diamond-lined lies, Aleksander Volkov a cold, feared Bratva king with a global empire agrees to a contract marriage to protect his image for a billion dollar expansion deal. The catch? The woman must be sweet, loyal, and low-profile. Enter Ira Raichand, a soft-spoken, artistic Indian woman forced into the marriage by her adoptive guardian who owes a heavy debt to the Volkovs. She thinks she's just a pawn. But Aleksander sees something in her-something pure he never knew he needed. He tells himself it's just for show. But the way she flinches at violence... the way she tends to his bruises... the way she stands up for him without fear... He finds himself obsessed. Not possessive. Obsessed like an addict with light in his veins. And when enemies try to use her to break him.... They learn Aleksander Volkov doesn't lose what's his.
  • 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓾𝓶² by C-Tara
    C-Tara
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      Reads 355
    • WpPart
      Parts 25
    "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐆𝐨 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡! 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞." "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡." ✩₊˚. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫-𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲? 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬; 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐔𝐌? ☾⋆⁺₊✧ NEW UPDATES EVERY SATURDAY 7:00 PM IST
  • The Garden in Bloom by Vovadavai
    Vovadavai
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      Reads 63
    • WpPart
      Parts 7
    You know nothing. You'll follow the rules, hold your posture, keep silent, lower your gaze, and allow yourself nothing but the perfect shadow. But now - beneath the silence and the flowers - something begins to stir. And in his mind... a garden starts to bloom - fertilized by obsession. On the outside - a prince, the jewel of the court. On the inside - something rotting, blooming, carving your name into all that once mattered.