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Sweet Hatred

🇺🇸DaoistIQ2cDu
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Synopsis
It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: She calls the shots in his bed, her contempt his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?
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Chapter 1 - Introduction

What if chaos met its perfect match? Meet Aria—a storm of untamed flame, all fury and fearless defiance. Then there's Kael—the icy calm who doesn't just withstand her inferno… he thrives in it.

She's wildfire in human form. He's the frost that craves the heat. A match made in something deeper than hell.

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"Your anger isn't yours anymore, Aria. I own it. Every snarl, every scar. You wanna hate someone? Hate me. No one else gets a taste"

I let the words settle, rolling them over like a blade between my teeth. Then I halted, spinning on my heels to match his piercing gaze.His stare didn't flicker—a predator's grin sharp enough to draw blood.

"Then I'll make damn sure you choke it." It was a threat, not a promise.

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Disclaimer : This story has a sprinkle of everything dark and toxic but still about two people hurting each other and falling into something deeper in the process.

Also there a lot of cursing. Xoxo

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