Arturo
The morning air was rough against my skin as I exited the car, sighing as I stared out across the docks. I didn’t want to be here, I wanted to be with Bella and Valencia, but the reality was I had to face my mother. I had to find out why she did what she did. Knowing the Riccis had been keeping her at the docks didn’t cause me to feel a thing. The shell that had once housed my mum now contained the fucking devil. The person she had been was gone.
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She thought she still had a choice. She doesn’t. Rhys doesn’t forgive. He doesn’t forget. He hunts. Breaks. Owns. Then he hands the pieces to his brother so they can ruin her together. Violet came back to Thorn Falls thinking she could play the game. One mistake and the man who already should have destroyed her at sixteen has her stripped, collared, and dripping while he and Charles take turns fucking every last shred of pride out of her. He’ll degrade her. Share her. Break her so thoroughly that the only thing left is the sound of her begging for more. And when she’s nothing but a used, trembling mess, she’ll still crawl back and thank him for it. No mercy. No soft edges. No redemption arc. This is pure, filthy corruption. Click if you can handle getting ruined. 💦
She hacked the wrong rich pricks. Now she’s about to get fucked by the worst one. Camden Hunt doesn’t just destroy his problems. He ruins them. Breaks them. Owns them. Morgan thought she was clever. One click too many and the devil himself has her on her knees—humiliated, dripping, begging for more while he ruins every last piece of her. He’ll use her. Share her. Break her again and again until the only name she knows is his. And she’ll thank him for it. Filthy. Obsessive. Unapologetically dark. This ain’t your soft little romance. This is pure corruption. Click if you can handle getting wrecked. 💦
He fcks like he hates her. And he really, really hates her. Rogue Royal - the cold, ruthless king of Royal Crown Academy - has one rule: survive senior year and claim his fortune. Then Bellamy crashes into his world with her smart mouth and tempting body. Now he can't stop thinking about pinning her against the wall, choking her pretty throat, and pounding into her until she screams his name and begs for mercy she'll never get. He'll bully her. He'll degrade her. He'll ruin her tight little body night after night until she's dripping, broken, and completely addicted to his cruel touch. She hates him. He owns her. Welcome to the academy, baby. The king is ready to play. 🔞🔞🔞🔞
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