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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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Kicks of Hope

Mira's eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't expected the baby to kick so suddenly. Of course, she had always felt the baby move before, those gentle shifts and flutters, but this was the first real, strong kick. She gasped, her hand instinctively flying to her belly. Did this mean the baby had heard her words? The thought warmed her heart, bringing a small, tentative smile to her lips.

For the first time in a while, she allowed herself to feel a glimmer of hope. The baby was really listening to her all this while, and so was this moment. It felt like a sign—a sign that she wasn't alone after all.

As if on cue, her phone buzzed in her hand, and without thinking, she answered.

"Mira…hello, is this my wife?" Zamian's deep, familiar voice came through the phone, soft but tinged with something she couldn't quite place—concern.