Trisha: his undeniable lust

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TEASER

“What the hell do you wan—” He stepped closer, voice slicing through mine like a blade.

“Undress yourself, Trisha.” My breath caught. His eyes didn’t waver—dark, sharp, burning with something between desire and fury.

“That dress,” he murmured, brushing the hem with his knuckles. “Your ex gave it to you, didn’t he?” I narrowed my eyes, pulse stuttering as his fingers trailed up my thigh—light, deliberate, cruel. A warning.

“Or would you rather I fuck you in it?” he whispered, voice rough against my skin as he leaned closer, lips grazing my jaw.

“Fill you up. Let my cum stain this sweet little memory of him—” his hand cupped my pussy through the fabric, “—so you can send it back to him, soaked in what’s mine.”

Heat flared through me, wicked and shaming and addictive. I should’ve stepped back. Should’ve said no but I stood there—breathing heavy, every nerve waiting.

His hand slid higher, teasing the damp line between my folds through the lace. His mouth hovered at my ear. “So what’s it gonna be, wife?” He licks my earlobe. “You take it off for me...”

“Or do I ruin you in it?”

TRISHA SINGHANIA

Five years ago, I wore red for the man I loved.

I waited under the stars, heartbeat wild with hope, ready to run from the life my parents chained me to.

But he never came. He left me at the altar of my own rebellion And I chose poison over a stranger’s ring.

Now, fate has a cruel sense of humor.

I’m a bride again.

But this time, it’s not a stranger.

It’s him.

Dr. Abhinav Khurana.

The man who shattered me.

The man who owns my body in a marriage I didn’t ask for. The one who still looks at me like I belong to him.

He wants a second chance but I want to watch him bleed — with every kiss, every touch, every whispered lie.

He thinks this is a wedding.

But it’s a war and I’ll make sure he begs… this time.

ABHINAV KHURANA

Five years ago, she disappeared without a word.

Left me waiting, burning, broken — like I meant nothing.

And now?

She’s mine again.

Not by choice, but by law. By name. By body.

She walks around like she’s untouchable.

Like I’m the one who did the breaking.

But I remember how she moaned my name.

I remember how to pull her apart with just my hands.

And no matter how much she hates me — her body hasn’t forgotten a thing.

This marriage is war.

But when her lips tremble beneath mine, when she gasps my name like a curse,

I don't know if I want to punish her...

Or keep her right where she’s always belonged — underneath me, begging for more.

Hey tulips!

This book is pure erotica—think steamy, spicy, and full of all the feels. If you like your romance with a little extra heat, this is your call.

Reader discretion is advised—this book contains mature themes and adult content meant for readers 18 and older but we all know.. nevermind who's gonna tell anyone? 😉

But, read only if you find the following things comfortable.

1. Mmc is not really a green flag.

2. They fuck a lot...like a lot... erotica for a reason.

3. He is quite a lot possesive for her.

4. She's going to use a male's name often to annoy him (a little OM/OW drama)

TROPE

1. Arranged marriage

2. He is her boss

3. Forced proximity

4. He hets jealous so easily

5. Sensory play (blindfolds, feathers, etc.)

6. Dirty talk / Verbal domination

7. Dom/sub dynamics

8. Power play / BDSM elements

9..Light bondage (handcuffs, ties)

10.Office/workplace kink

Etc...