Ryan Johnson a famous billionaire from New York who likes things and people under his control visits India for a business project. Coming to India, he wasn't ready to meet the green-eyed spitfire of a woman who would bring him to his knees and make him question everything he'd ever known of Indian woman because, you see, his mother was Indian but she didn't love and didn't have any loyalty to his father. Rose Kapoor was everything he never saw in his mother and in any other woman he'd ever met. She didn't bow down in front of him seeing his wealth and power. She didn't submit in front of him like most man double her size do. No, she just didn't give a damn about him. The first time they met she insulted him publicly. The second time they met she slapped him hard on the face. Enraged and a bit baffled by this Indian beauty. And, desperate to get her under his control to dominate her, to demand her submission, Ryan devised a plan and blackmailed her. Kind, loyal and fierce to protect her loved one's Rose, being the naive virgin, didn't know what kind of submission her boss was demanding. EXCERPT from RYAN "Now, you're my property for as long as I want. No terms. No conditions. No time period. No objections. Just your submission." I looked into her eyes, "Your consent for whatever I wish and demand of you." She nodded jerkily her whole body rigid. "Well done. Go to the bedroom. In the bottom drawer by the bed, you'll find the red tie, bind it on your eyes. Strip. And, wait for me in bed, on your knees." GIVE IT A CHANCE. INDIAN BEAUTY AND AMERICAN BILLIONAIRE. Adult content. Boss. Secretary. Forced fantasy. Bdsm. Bondage. DomSub.
KASAK He was my forever kind of love till the day he broke my heart, shattered it into tiny million pieces. And then stomped on it afterwards. I hate him for it. I hate him for still being there when I need him the most. I hate him for being the one for whom my heart beats. I hate him for all the swirling emotions I feel when it comes to him. For doubting myself, making me question myself if i really do hate him. KETAN She was my best friend. My day started and ended with her. But then life played a cruel game with me and everything changed. Everything, except her. She's s no more my best friend but an obsession. She's a freaking light to my dark life. And, I hate her for that. I hate her for her smiles. I hate her for the way she makes me feel when I don't want to feel anything. And I hate her for still deep down in my heart I care for her and want her for my own selfish reasons. I want to possess her and mark her as mine for the whole world to know that she belongs to me. Two best friends who fought, loved, cared for each other since the day they met. Destined to be together but then life happened and they separated. Now a year later once again life nudged them together. is the love they felt still there or lost forever?
BRENNA I don’t believe in fairy tales and happily ever after. I was taught to be invisible and to be afraid. So, I believed in suffering. I believed in pain and fear. Then He came showing me small mercies, saving me. When I was invisible to all, he saw me. He became a 'someone' in my life. But then when he needed me, I betrayed him in the worst way. Now, eight months later he’s back. The one who’d showed me kindness was now ruthless in his vengeance. The part of him that he had tried to hide in the dark for all these years was finally unleashed and coming to light, because of me. And, he wants a piece of my body, my soul, my mind. But, without knowing it, I gave him my heart too. Maddox Maddox Carter has a dark past. At age six he was freed from the darkness, but as much as he tried he couldn’t escape it. It followed him everywhere. Then she betrayed him and sent him behind the bars where his demons caught up to him. And, now he’s out for blood. He promised to make her pay and to break her. With every punishment, with every bit of pain he delivered to her… he craved more of her tears. She became his addiction and he loved to feed on it. But then he found out that the reason for her tears was not him. That she was already broken and scarred. Conquering her body wasn’t as much sweet a revenge as he had hoped. Her submission held the taste of fear and despite his craving for her pain, he didn’t like the ever present demons in her eyes. Will Maddox be strong enough to fight her demons and his own, too?