R_Khan
R_Khan's Books(2)
Love Hurts Love Heals
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When business tycoon, Abhishek Malhotra compels 18 psychotherapists to run away from his treatment, his father is forced to marry him to a Doctor whom he believes can cure him.
Abhishek Malhotra, an arrogant, Casanova, drug addict with a painful past.
Dr. Roshni hired by his Dad to cure his addiction.
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"Mr. Malhotra. I'll make you realize that the whole world is not how you see it. Everything and everyone is not the way you think it is. When you judge people. It's a representation of your character not theirs. I am ready to face whatever it takes to make you agree for treatment." Roshni said.
"I am a sadist Roshni. I derive pleasure by hurting others. Don't be the object of my pleasure, my lust. It'll break you to the core!" He said truthfully desperately hoping that she would understand the warning in his words.
"But it'll mend you. And I don't think you or anybody other than myself have that power of breaking me." She said confidently.
"Fine then." He said with a curt nod and pushed her on the bed with her shoulders. "From today, this moment, I'll hurt you, torture you in every way possible, physically, mentally, emotionally but still, can you keep believing that there is a human in this sick, gruesome beast? If you succeed in bending me, I will do everything you say." He declared in a challenging tone. Roshni’s mind had numbed from his past act.
She was too shocked to respond. The bed below her back felt the roughest surface ever. She looked at it and then him. She realized there was no other way to make him trust her. There was no other way to make him realise that she was different. And this was the first step of the treatment - him putting his faith in her. If she wanted to see him alright, she had to drink this poison. She had to let him break her.
His lips curved into a victorious smirk as he moved back seeing her state. "You see, it's very easy to lecture people about things." and was about to leave when Roshni held his wrist.
"I'm your wife. You have all the right on me and it's not an immoral thing to submit yourself to your husband. You want to hurt me, do it but that won't stop me from believing that there is a good human being beneath this shell." She somehow managed to say.
She had seen his reports, his father's pain, Laksh's panic, his helpless state, he hadn't.
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His heart was shattered, eyes dried, soul broken into pieces that pained him every now and then but maintained a straight, cold mask on his face.
She was like the most beautiful star of the night whose light and warmth was destined to show him his way:-)
Will she be able to heal him or end up getting herself broken?
Will they live blissfully or would his past come haunting?
Read to find out... Mending My Broken Heart
Romance Falling in love is like falling off a cliff,
where your brain says,
DON'T DO IT! YOU WILL DIE!
But stupid heart says,
JUST DO IT! I CAN FLY!
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Beautiful, yet introvert, self conscious, nerd, JIVIKA SINGHANIA is head over heels in love with Ranbir.
RANBIR KHURANA, one of the most eligible bachelor and business tycoon, who is the craze among women is totally into RADHIKA SINGHANIA, Jivika's cousin.
RADHIKA is well aware of Ranbir's love and Ranbir is her life but She can't love her life more than her dreams and Freedom...
Things go nasty When circumstances take a turn for the worst and bring together Jivika and Ranbir.
Amidst twists, lies, ambitions, passions, betrayals Jivika finds herself stuck at the receiving end of Ranbir and Radhika's hatred.
Believing that she's responsible for destroying their lives, the two lovers leave no stone unturned in making Jivika's life a living hell.
Will Jivika ever be able to get out of her pain and problems?
What game would destiny play with the trio?
Is life that simple?
Ranbir, who hates Jivika, to what extent would he go for hurting her?
When testing time comes,
who's love would prevail
and who's love would fail?
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“I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”
As she says the words, her pussy performs the actions until I’m panting into the space between us, shudders wracking my body.
“FUCK,” I growl, sparks blinking in front of my vision. “You’re going to get it now, little girl.”
All I can do after that is make her lose her mind.
That’s the only way to define it.
I shove her legs open on the bed and do exactly as I threaten. I rail her like a dog, slamming my cock in and out of her wet blonde cunt. She screams and claws at me, begging me not to stop, rocking her hips up to meet my hectic drives, my grunts loud enough to be heard in the room next door, along with her calls of my name—and in this moment, I want that. I want everyone in this hotel to know I get to fuck this supple nineteen-year-old. I want them to know she primed her pussy for me so it would be extra snug. And I can’t believe my luck. Whether I’m paying or not, I can’t believe she’s allowing my big, hairy body on top of her smooth, tiny one for a single second. That she’s not only spreading her legs for me, but she’s also moaning with pleasure, not put off by my aggression at all. No, it’s making her hot.
“Harder, Big Daddy. Punish me.”
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