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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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We Had A Divorce

The celebration had ended, and as Mark prepared to leave, he decided to go early. The intense aura that Zamian emitted was something he knew he couldn't handle.

Normally, Mark would bid Mira and Zami goodbye with a special handshake, but tonight he settled for a simple high-five before waving at Mira and heading out. Darkness had already enveloped the fading evening, and although Zamian remained deep in thought, Mira was relieved he hadn't left immediately after the celebration. There was something she needed to discuss with him, not just for her sake but for her daughter's as well.

After Mark's departure, Mira went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, making sure to cook something even Zamian would enjoy. During the celebration, she had found herself glancing his way from time to time. Was it because he looked more handsome, even taller, and more captivating than she remembered? The thought made her cheeks flush with warmth. Goodness, what was she thinking?