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"You think you're walking out of our bed, little scholar? We share an empire, we share our blood, and tonight... we share every wet, tight inch of yours."

Rhea Sen was just a bookish virgin in oversized spectacles, surviving on cheap rum, two-minute Maggi, and forensic document analysis. She deals in ink degradation, forged suicide notes, and cold, unfeeling data. She never expected a high-court murder case to drag her straight into the jaws of Kolkata’s most lethal, identical monsters. 

Two identical predators carved from the exact same ruthless bone. Two towering, unhinged men who don't know how to take 'no' for an answer and both men starved for the exact same innocent prize.

To Kabir, the icy Supreme Court advocate in tailored three-piece suits, she is an exquisite obsession to worship and corrupt, a saint who unbuttons her blouse with terrifying aristocratic calm, gags her with his silk ties, and claims every inch of her skin while binding her in velvet restraint while forcing her to kneel like his personal, worshiped secret.

“You argue statutory law so brilliantly with your clothes on, Miss Sen, but look at you now, gagged on my silk tie, knees trembling on the marble, dripping all over my trousers before I’ve even unbuttoned them. Tell me, meri jaan, which clause in the penal code teaches a good girl how to take her lawyer’s cock all the way down to her throat without choking?" 

To Veer, the scarred black-ops enforcer who doesn't exist on paper, she is a filthy little plaything built to be ruined, a savage who shoves her against brick walls, bites marks into her thighs, and stretches her weeping tight core until she’s begging for his cock.

“Cry all you want about your virgin pride, scholar, but your little cunt is clenching around my fingers like a starving stray. Keep trying to push my chest away while you soak my knuckles because you know damn well you were built to be split wide open on this desk until both of your husbands leave you dripping full of our seed." 

She thought she was merely authenticating their documents. She didn't realize she was signing her own surrender.

Now, trapped high above the city behind locked doors, the rules of the game have changed. One brother holds her throat while the other parts her trembling thighs. And between the saint who promises to ruin her slowly and the sinner who splits her wide open, running isn't an option.

Because when two identical monsters decide they want the same prize... they don't fight each other. They take her together.

"Cry for us, nerd. Beg us to stop. But look between your legs—you're already dripping for both of your husbands."

One owns her mouth. The other splits her wide open from behind. And by the time they’re done taking turns filling every single hole she owns, the quiet lab girl who tried to run away is pinned to their mattress, dripping with their shared seed, screaming the only verdict that matters: "Take me. Both of you."

45,000+ words of pure, unadulterated sin, scorching dynamic play, and lethal possessiveness. If you are ready for a book that will make your heart race, your pulse hammer, and your sheets soak, do not scroll past. BUY IT RIGHT NOW!! and witness the verdict. 

Tropes: Dark MFM Romance • Identical Twins • Why Choose / Menage • Innocent Nerd x Lethal Alphas • Dual Penetration • Heavy Praise & Filthy Degradation • Forced Proximity • Velvet Cage • Breeding Kink

Content Warnings (CW): Explicit Sexual Content (MFM & DP) • Anal Play & Penetration • Primal Dominance & Restraints • Breath Control & Face-Fucking • Heavy Verbal Degradation & Humiliation • Biting & Territorial Marking • Dubious Consent Elements • Breeding & Pregnancy Themes • Gun Violence & Blood (Strictly for 21+ readers)