𝐑𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

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Summary

I never understood my dad's words, 'Love comes like a surprise gift, always unexpected,' until I met him. It was like stepping into a dream, a fantastical world where my heart skipped a beat with every glance. He was everything I'd ever wanted, the man from my dreams, even though he was nine years older. Our love bloomed with the purest intensity, yet fate, in its cruel twist, forced me away. I severed all ties, ripped myself from his embrace, leaving behind a gaping hole in my soul. Now, six years later, I find myself drawn back to him, but he's not the same man I knew. The years made him change, the mischievous glint in his eyes replaced by a hate. The question gnawing at me is: will fate, ever the capricious puppeteer, grant us a second chance? Can love, like a phoenix, rise from the ashes of our past, or will the wounds we inflicted on each other prove too deep to heal? 𝐑𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 On Inkitt and ScrollStack @𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐧 ✧Age Gap ✧Second Chance ✧Strangers to Lovers ✧Slow Burn ✧Opposite Attracts ✧He fall first and harder

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
26
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀


"Adav!" I cried out his name as he relentlessly pounded into me with an inhumane speed. My breath hitched with each thrust, my body struggling to adjust to the intense pace. "I-I can't. Slow down, please." I begged him, my voice barely above a whisper. I could feel the burn in my muscles, the ache in my bones as he continued to take me with a punishing speed.


He leaned into my neck, his teeth grazing against my skin as he spoke, "I just started it and you can't take me?" His voice was low, dangerous, and sent shivers down my spine. I could feel his hot breath against my ear, his grip on me tightening as he continued to thrust into me.


"Adav, I c-can't please, slow down. Please." I whispered, my chest heaving as I became breathless. My body was on fire, my mind spinning with the intensity of his thrusts. I could feel myself getting close, but I knew I couldn't take much more of this.


"You won’t get to say anything when you’re getting punished, Little Star. Don’t you know that?" He asked, looking at me with a piercing gaze. His eyes were dark, clouded with anger and possessiveness. I knew he was upset, but I didn't know why. I could feel the tension building between us, the atmosphere charged with unspoken words and hidden emotions.


"Why did you do that? Why did you go with that Aahan? Huh? I should have taken you to wherever you want. But you went with him." He growled, his thrusts becoming faster, more urgent. "And you even let him touch you. You know I hate seeing him anywhere near you, right?" The anger in his voice was palpable, the raw emotion pouring out of him.


"Dad. . . Dad told me to go with him. That's why I went with him," I said, gasping as he thrust deep inside me. I could feel the burn, the ache, the pleasure mixed with pain. I knew I needed to explain, to make him understand, but I didn't know if it would be enough.


"YOU.ARE.MINE. No matter who says anything. I don't want to see that fucker around you, got it?" He asked, his voice low, dangerous. His possessiveness was increasing day by day, and I was afraid of what it could mean. If it went on like this, I didn't know what the future held. But for now, all I could do was hold on and try to weather the storm.



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