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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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135 Chs

Her Birthday Wish

Zamian approached with a dark, intense expression, his gaze fixed solely on Mark. The man holding little Zami felt a chill run down his spine, sensing the silent warning emanating from Zamian. Little Zami, however, remained blissfully unaware, her smile unwavering as she hugged her "uncle." But before she could fully understand the weight of the moment, she felt Zamian gently pull her from Mark's arms, his grip firm yet careful, as if he were protecting her from something unseen.

Mark had grown fond of the title "Uncle" over the past few months, even though it felt like a facade. The formality of "Mr." had always felt distant and cold, so he encouraged Zami to call him "Uncle," finding that the name was warmer and more fitting for the bond they had created. Yet, in this moment, he couldn't shake the feeling of being an intruder in a space that belonged to someone else.