Kayla_pearl

[WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND SMUT]

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"My world is.....hell...a nightmare"

"Run, little red," 

He growls, his voice thick with possessive desire "while you still have the chance." 

But she ignores him. She can’t resist him. Even as the darkness around him threatens to swallow her whole, Alexia refuses to pull away.

Alexia never imagined that seeking inspiration for her webtoon would lead her into the heart of darkness—into the suffocating, dangerous world of Zeke—the cold, merciless god of the business world. As her family's rival, Zeke is everything she should fear, everything she should stay away from. But as the lines between danger and desire blur, Alexia finds herself inexplicably drawn to him.

Despite all the warning signs—his chilling demeanor, the dangerous world he inhabits, his subtle threats, and the shadows that seem to follow him—she can’t help but stay—can't help but want him more.

The darker Zeke’s world becomes, the more she becomes consumed by him and she finds herself unable to leave the twisted, irresistible connection that binds her to him.

"I don't care,I'd rather die than leave him,I'm willing to go into the depths of hell with him" His dark world had consumed her, and now there is no turning back.

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Zeke knows the danger in keeping her close, and yet he can’t let her go.

No matter how hard she tries to break free, he pulls her deeper into his darkness, and with it, his obsession grows—until he can’t imagine a life without her.

“You’re mine, Alexia,” he says, his voice low and possessive. 

“You belong to me now, and you’re not going anywhere.”

In his world, there is no escape. And now, neither of them will ever be free, consumed by the darkness and the obsession that has taken root in both of them.



#r18 #Dark fantasy romance #vampires and dragons #mermaids

Hellbent.

Alexia froze, her fingers tightening around the steering wheel. The man’s stare was hypnotic, suffocating. A cold sweat broke out on her skin as her mind screamed for action—escape, fight, something. But fear had her locked in place. 


The man’s grin widened as he leaned forward. His voice was low, mocking. “You shouldn’t have been so careless, little girl.” 


A shiver ran down her spine. This wasn’t a random attack. He had been waiting for her. 


Her hand trembled as she reached for the door handle but it was locked. 


Her throat felt dry, but she managed to whisper into her earpiece, “Zeke…” Her voice was barely audible. 


Zeke’s sharp, worried voice cut through. “Alexia? What’s wrong? Where are you?” 


A dark chuckle rose from the backseat, and in the mirror, she caught the glint of something terrifying—pure malice, burning red. 


Chapter 21; Please let's go Home