Mishti's POV.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror, the steam from the shower still clinging to my skin like a confession I didn’t want to make. No matter how many times I scrubbed my hands, I could still feel the mud on me, warm and gritty, and his touch.
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He looked like a savior but came to ruin her. Viraj Oberoi was a man born of blood and power, the kind of man whose name alone could make entire empires bow. A master of deception, he wore masks better than he wore his own face. For him, lies were not just weapons... they were survival. And this time, his mask was a perfect gentleman. Shanvika Rawat was everything fierce, independent, and unyielding. She didn't bow to anyone. When she became the private tutor of Viraj Oberoi's daughter, she had no idea she had walked straight into the lion's den. Viraj only needed one thing from her...a proof that could destroy him. But the longer he watched her smile, the longer he listened to her fearless words, the longer he breathed in her presence...the more the mission turned into obsession. He was saving her body, just so he could claim her soul. Their bond grew under the roof of his mansion... a slow burn of tension, desire, and danger. Shanvika should have stayed away. She should have run the moment she saw the hunger in his eyes But she couldn't. Because Viraj didn't just want her truth anymore. He wanted her... mind, body, and soul. And this time, his mask wouldn't save her.
Samarth Pratap Singh- 28 years Tara Rajput - 18 years. Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. she has voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law’s younger sister, a line he should never cross. But Samarth didn’t believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn’t love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession. And obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she’d only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn’t care if it was wrong. Didn’t care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin… and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.
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This book will have all the forbidden smuts and one shots. Explicit scenes. Forbidden Desires. Illicit relationship. Abuse. Incest. Step brother x step sister Step father x step daughter Step mom x step son Uncle x neice. Teacher x student. If someone is eager to share their fantasies and stories then you can contact me on instagram. I'll post your fantasies and desires. I hope you enjoy reading it.
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