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Essay On My Hobby Painting

Velvet Chains: Painted by His Touch

She came to Florence to paint her way out of grief. He offered her a contract to keep emotions out. But what begins as a deal built on control soon becomes a war of silence, obsession—and surrender. Aanya Roy, an Indian artist haunted by loss, arrives in Florence with a sketchbook and a name whispered in art circles. She doesn't paint to be seen. She paints because it’s the only way she feels alive. Leonhart Moretti is a billionaire forged by tragedy. Cold. Brilliant. Untouchable. Women are part of a system: contracts, limits, rules. No emotion. No deviation. Until her. When Aanya uploads a blank canvas as a response to his challenge, it isn't defiance—it's art. It's her refusal to be tamed. Intrigued beyond reason, Leonhart offers her a 90-day contract: complete creative freedom in his studio. But beneath the surface lies another game—one of dominance, surrender, and unraveling control. In a city that worships beauty and secrets, how far can two broken souls go before the lines between art and desire, power and love, are blurred beyond recognition? R18 (Explicit Content) Contains mature themes including psychological tension, erotic content, dominance/submission, and emotional trauma. Reader discretion advised. Author's Note: This is not just a billionaire romance. This is about silence as power. Touch as art. And what happens when control becomes devotion. For readers who love slow-burn tension, flawed but brilliant leads, and emotionally layered storytelling—welcome to Florence.
Aria_Devereaux · 6.5K Views

Blue Paint

"Hey, want to be reincarnated?" It all started with that simple question, sure it wasn't said exactly in that way or context but it's all the same, the events remained the same... and so did its effects, its effects on both her story and on herself. Mysterious beings sending people across the many worlds through a cafe and their strange sense of doing things have brought her into an experience that she would either regret experiencing or look back on as necessary suffering. An alien planet of human-looking people who display power and skills of unique origin. With blasters, air rifles, railguns, flying ships, flying cars, spaceships, teleporters, and enormous rings, she woke to find herself in a world that was foreign to her with all forms of objects that she could only dream of. They continuously went against what she thought to be humanly possible, though I guess that is no longer a valid thought to have, they however have predetermined thoughts about her. The people there despised her existence, they wished for her pain, her suffering, her death... Throughout many years of pain and suffering, she still found a way to come out on top, she found a way to prove her existence ignoring all that was done to her and said about her. Like a bolt of lightning, she came quickly, she came loudly, and she left her presence in the hearts and minds of the people she encountered, for that was what she desired, for however much they wanted her erasure and disappearance she wanted them to be reminded of her presence even more. Blue Paint. Her hair and eyes cultivate the paint that is splattered across the canvas that is her, and the pain she amasses shall be the brush she uses to plaster said paint. At the end of the journey even with the many things, she shall experience on the way her mind will always go back to when she was asked that very simple question. "Hey, do you want to be reincarnated?" *** Extra Tags – Gender-bender, Action, Adventure, War, etc. Chapter length - 1500 - 2700 One chapter a week. (No promises) COVER IS NOT MINE, I am not the cover's rightful owner. If the original artist wants it taken down then please contact me! Discord: https://discord.gg/cBKysw4VFx
Pasithea_Midnight · 266.6K Views

Curing My Comatose Husband On Our Wedding Night

Second Young Master Shen, the richest man in the capital, was a living man in a vegetative state. He had been lying in bed for seven years. Old Master Shen had chanced upon a fortune teller who claimed that the daughter of a widow living in the countryside with the surname Wang could bring Second Young Master Shen good fortune. Maybe he might still have a chance to live. This widow with the surname Wang was Qu Yue's adoptive mother. Her adoptive mother could not bear to part with her precious daughter, so she coerced Qu Yue to marry into the Shen family. "Your younger sister has a good boyfriend and is currently pregnant. If she marries over, the Shen family will not let us off! We've raised you for so many years, and now we're sending you to be the young lady of a wealthy family. What else do you have to be unsatisfied about?" Eventually, Qu Yue became the bride that was supposed to turn the Shen family's misfortune around. She knew that once she was sent to the Shen family, she would become the scapegoat if she could not cure Second Young Master Shen's illness. Everyone was waiting to see this ridiculous superstition fail. Unexpectedly, Second Young Master Shen awakened on the night of their marriage. Even so, there were still people who laughed at how the Second Young Mistress was a country bumpkin. The next day, someone revealed that the Second Young Mistress, Qu Yue, had the face of an angel but the body of a succubus. The public continued to lash out at her. "No matter how good looking she is, she's just a flower vase. Second Young Master Shen would never fall for a woman who came from the countryside like her." Despite the rumors, Shen Ting defended her. "My precious wife is my lucky star. Today, all the lights in the streets light up for you, Yue'er."
ACEE · 126.6K Views
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