Siya Mehra
28 | orphan | soft-spoken yet resilient
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Rajveer was a widower—until Veda married his son. Now, living under his roof, her lush, soft curves are a constant torment. Every tilt of her plump hips and every swell of her full, sweet body shatters his rigid restraint. He is the patriarch, used to absolute control, but looking at his son’s voluptuous bride makes him want to possess every inch of her. He shouldn't touch. He shouldn't taste. But Rajveer is ready to claim what is strictly off-limits and sink into her forbidden warmth.
Hyperspermia 🌊
Student × Professor Same chapters till 6. Professor Vidyut had left Vani’s body constantly aching, marked, and filled to capacity but when semester break forces her back into her father’s suffocating home. She ends their forbidden affair with a devastating, dirty lie, ensuring he loathes her enough to never come looking. But, “Did you really think a lie would keep me from what's mine? Strip, Vani. Let's see if your body lies as well as your lips do.”
Sulaiman 45, saw Aayat 21, for the first time at his stepson's wedding and felt something stir within him something he shouldn't have. A feeling he knows is forbidden, dangerous, and capable of destroying lives.
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Reverse Harem, Innocent Girl, Possessive, Protective
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The rule was simple: ignore her for three weeks. When Inaya’s world shatters, she’s sent to live with her step-cousins—three towering, wealthy, and notoriously ruthless triplets who rule their estate like kings. She expected a cold welcome, but she didn’t expect outright hostility. Rafiq, Zain, and Ibrahim look at her with ice in their eyes and venom in their words. They make it clear she doesn’t belong in their world. They tell her she’s just a temporary nuisance. But their hatred is a lie. Behind closed doors, the hostility is just a mask for a terrifying, consuming obsession. They know every step she takes in their house. They watch from the shadows, tracing the lines of their beautiful, petite step-cousin, silently waging a war over who gets to claim her first. Inaya thinks she just needs to survive few weeks of their cruelty. She has no idea that the moment she walked through their doors, the triplets had already decided she was never leaving.
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