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Forbiddenly Bound To You

WARNING [R18] "Right now," Zamian whispered, his voice low and sultry, "I'll make sure you only call my name." "Z-Zamian, what are you... what are you doing?" she gasped as he pulled her even closer, their bodies fitting together perfectly. She could feel the warmth radiating from him, a magnetic force drawing her in. "Shh," he whispered against her ear, his breath warm and tantalizing. "Not yet. Save that voice for later." **** Mira Adams, a 19-year-old girl, ran into the forest to escape the death that the war had brought her. Little did she know, she would meet Zamian Zan, a mysterious stranger who took her in for reasons unknown. She escaped the next day. On her 21st birthday, she finally left the small village after pleading with her grandfather, who agreed for reasons she didn’t understand. Little did she know, she was destined to marry the stranger she had met two years earlier. Zamian, now 23, is a CEO and secretly the king of a hidden kingdom. He marries Mira due to a debt her late father owed him, but that wasn't his only reason—he told her he wanted a child from her, though his true motives remain a mystery to her.

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Contractual Realities

Mira's voice was chilled this time. If you hadn't seen her tear-streaked face, you would never have guessed she had been crying. The pain and disappointment in her tone made it even icier, the kind of cold that cuts deep. Maybe she had overestimated him—why was she acting like this? She never thought he was a virgin before. It wasn't until James said something. But even then, James hadn't explicitly told her. He just mentioned that Zamian had never been in a relationship before. That didn't mean he hadn't done other things, right?

Mira opened the car door to leave, but just as she was about to step out, Zamian grabbed her wrist firmly, stopping her in her tracks.

"F*ck the contract, Mira. Be yourself. Stop this."

Mira turned to face him, her expression unreadable. "I'm simply following the rules. Remember, we signed it," she replied coldly.

"F*ck it," Zamian muttered again, his voice more intense this time.