MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY (18+) Inside, you will find uncensored one-shots featuring mature language, intense scenarios, and dark, forbidden tropes along with incest. None of the dynamics or actions depicted here reflect real life, this is pure fiction for mature readers. If you are sensitive to heavy adult themes or taboo content, please turn back now. Proceed at your own discretion.
The 1960s. A massive estate, endless wealth, but one brutal catch: Rajvardhan Singh Chauhan has to produce an heir, or his entire family legacy goes straight to his greedy, scheming relatives. Rajvardhan loves his first wife, Jeevika, deeply. But Jeevika can't get pregnant. With his mother constantly torturing Jeevika for being "barren" and poor, Rajvardhan is pushed to the edge. To protect his property and stop his relatives from ruining them, he takes a second wife. Enter Nandini, a sweet, bubbly girl from a poor family who thinks she's marrying into a dream life. She has no idea Rajvardhan is already married. On their wedding night, things are intense, raw, and high-heat. Rajvardhan takes her with a fierce, breathless passion to fulfill his duty and get her pregnant. Nandini is completely swept away by him, until the moment he finishes and steps back. That's when she sees her: Jeevika was standing in the dark corner of the room the entire night, forced to watch. Nandini's heart completely shatters. She realizes she was just brought in as a vessel for a baby, and her dream marriage is a lie. •••
I married a Luthra. Just not the one who makes me wet. My husband is soft, weak, and oblivious. His elder brother is silence, sin, and total ruin wrapped in one brutal body. He doesn't talk much. He doesn't have to. He just looks at me like he's already tasted my moans and knows exactly how I break. It started with a dark stare in a crowded room. Then his hands against my waist behind locked doors. Then the dark bruises left on my hips. Now I can't stop spreading my legs for the man I was never supposed to want. He's not mine. But he fucks me like he owns every inch I try to hide. And when I moaned his name with his brother's ring cold against my finger, he didn't push me away. He dragged me straight into hell and made me love the burn. He fucks me like I'm not supposed to exist. He kisses me like he wants me destroyed. "You're not his, Red. You never were." This isn't a sweet love story. This is pure sin. This is what it feels like to be completely consumed by the wrong man. And I was ruined. Ruined in red.
Dev Shekhawat has a perfect life. He is rich, powerful, and married to an educated, high-society woman named Priya. To the world, they are the perfect couple. But behind closed doors, Dev's life is completely empty. His marriage is just a cold routine. There is no fire. No passion. His heart has never beaten for his wife. Then enters Piya Sharma. A simple, innocent village girl who comes to the mansion as a maid. She is quiet, vulnerable, and completely helpless. But the moment Dev looks at her, something inside him snaps. Suddenly, the cold billionaire is filled with a dark, possessive hunger. He wants to claim her body and soul. Piya knows it is a sin, but she cannot escape his heavy, dominant grip. Together, they are playing with fire in the dark corners of the mansion. But what will happen when his wife finds out where her husband truly quenches his thirst? How far will Dev go to protect the maid who completed his soul? Will this just be lust for Piya and nothing more, or will Dev actually fall in love with her? Dive into their story to see what happens to three lives whose fates got intertwined so badly. A deeply passionate, intense, and emotional story of raw desire, dark secrets, and a forbidden love that breaks all the rules. [ mature romance • billionaire x maid • cheating • village context • dark obsession • hindi smut ]