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Hermione Forced With A Wand In Her Pussy

Singer bullied her but secretly Obsessed with her

The screams grew louder, and Adrien stepped forward, ready to dominate the night like only he could. Every light, every sound, every heartbeat in the arena felt like it was under his control. Until he saw her. It was a flicker, at first, in his side vision, but then it punched him in the chest like an uppercut. His voice stammered for an instant, a hesitation that passed so quickly no one else seemed to catch. Adrien felt it. Blinding lights and shrill screams filled the atmosphere. She stood there amidst the chaos, front row, her eyes locked unflinchingly with his. He knew those eyes. The microphone in his hand felt more heavy, his fingers tightening because something raw and unexpected clawed at his carefully constructed composure. All of the stage, crowd, control, slipped—if only for a heartbeat. She's here. Why now? Why here? Adrien's silver eyes darkened as his mind ran, but his body betrayed nothing. He managed to force a smirk, took a step forward, commanded the crowd as if nothing had happened. But, under the spotlight, his pulse thundered in his ears. For years, he had built himself into an unshakable force, a man who bent the world to his will. But tonight, with one look, she reminded him what it felt like to lose control. And she knew it. ___________ Warning: "My story is slow-paced, and the plot progresses gradually, so if you don't prefer slow-paced stories, this one might not be for you. This story also contains some violent scenes, and the bullying can be quite intense at times. If you find such content hard to tolerate, it’s better to skip this story."
frozen_writer · 1.7K Views

Entwined: Stuck in Her Grip

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.
Astra_Qilla · 6K Views

Forbidden Flames: Forced marriage with her father in law

Emma’s life takes a dark turn as she is forced into marrying a man she barely knows. The man who is not only twice her age but also the father of her ex-boyfriend. She realizes that her fate is now inextricably tied to his, and there is no way out of this unwanted marriage. And within a day her life changes forever as she is whisked into a flash marriage with her billionaire father-in-law who has vowed to make her life a living hell. ****** “Just sign the paper, or are you too eager to lose a finger?” I was terrified, but I knew that giving in was not an option. And giving in to his demands would only lead to more pain and suffering. Both were saying there will only be one person who will end up suffering, and it would be me.  “Ahhhh...” I screamed in pain as I felt the knife poke my index finger. The blood dripped slowly onto the table, making more tears stream down my face. And I give up, knowing that my only chance of survival was to comply with his demands.  “Stop. I will marry you.” I cried out, feeling defeated and broken, and within moments, the maniacal look in his eyes turned to that of triumph. He had won. “Good choice.” The stranger’s eyes shone with a dangerous glint as he smiled triumphantly, knowing he had finally broken me. He handed me a pen. I felt a part of me that wanted to scream, to claw my way out, but I was crushed under the weight of inevitability. I had no choice but to surrender. I signed the marriage certificate, barely aware of the consequences as my hand moved on its own.      
SiaSage · 6.6K Views
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