Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me
When the world knows your name, sometimes the only way to find yourself is to become someone else.
Dalon Sorrin is a world-famous Formula 1 driver, a master at navigating high speeds and higher stakes. But when the weight of fame becomes too much, he escapes to a quiet town in Italy, desperate to disappear from the spotlight and reclaim a sense of normalcy. When he meets a fellow traveler, he introduces himself as Jack Dawson, hoping to enjoy a connection untouched by celebrity.
Rejena Brink is no stranger to pressure herself. Between a demanding job, relentless coursework, and her passion for writing, life has left her burned out. A spontaneous trip to Italy is her way of pressing pause—a chance to rediscover the freedom and creativity of her younger self. On her first day, she crosses paths with a charming stranger who calls himself Jack. Playing along, she offers her pen name: Jane Carter.
Neither is being honest. And neither expects their connection to deepen.
What Dalon doesn’t know is that Rejena is a devoted Formula 1 fan. And what Rejena doesn’t see coming is the emotional cost of falling for someone who isn’t who he claims to be.
As their secrets edge closer to the surface, both must ask: Can love survive the truth? And can they become the people they were always meant to be?
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Chapter: Chapter 60: Scream my nameRejenaIt is hard to imagine that this man had felt the same about me as I had felt about him from the start. I had though that I was just another girl in the beginning, that he would forget about me and move on. I didn’t want to be just another girl, that is why I gave him the book, but I didn’t know that he wanted me, even if there was no book. We both fell hard and fast, without meaning to. Neither of us had expected love to find us in the most unexpected ways.“You really told Caleb and Cayden that I am the future Mrs. Sorrin?” I ask Dalon as he comes out of the bathroom from his shower. He only has a towel wrapped around his waist, water still dripping from his toned, tanned abs. His hair is wet, making the curls slightly flat but still very much curled. He pushes a hand through his hair to get the curls out of his face, his arm flexing. It has been a very long time since I have been this attracted to a man and it has been nearly two years that I have slept with a man, seeing as C
Last Updated: 2025-08-15
Chapter: Chapter 59 : BookstoreDalonThe media has gone crazy with comments and videos about my relationship with Jena. A lot of it has been negative, but so much more has been supportive. People are going crazy about the fact that I am dating someone they consider a normal girl and that I seem to be completely in love with a woman no one thought I would ever been caught dead with. Honestly, if you had asked me three months ago if I would ever date a normal girl, I would’ve said no without even thinking twice, but meeting Rejena has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. She is not only making me happy, but she is making me better. My mental state has been off the charts, because she keeps reminding me that I am in control of how I let the world affect me. She reminds me that there can be strength found in the most unexpected of places.My mother might think that I need more time to think about our relationship, that I might still back out of it, but she couldn’t be more wrong. IN time, she will realize
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Chapter: Chapter 58: Going publicRejenaToday is media day, and I am nervous as hell because Dalon has requested that we walk in together, hand in hand as an official couple. Today, we are going public with our relationship, no longer just two friends, but a couple that is making a statement. After the dinner with his parents last night, you would think this would be a breeze, but I am more nervous about facing the public than I would like to admit. It is not that I am afraid of what they will say about me, but more afraid that this might affect Dalon’s race than my mental health.“How comfortable were our dogs with flying?” Dalon asks as we walk through security, probably trying to distract me. I loosen my death grip on his hand and focus on his face. His smile is radiant, his eyes practically lighting up with happiness. I make him happy by simply being here and the fact that he has his eyes only on me even as the crowd around us calls his name, makes me breathe easier.“They did all right on the trip to Italy. I am
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Chapter 57: Meeting the parentsDalonRejena and I have spent the past two days practically locked up in the room, watching movies, eating snacks that I shouldn’t eat, but I have comforted myself by exercising while she was sleeping in and then again when she went to bed. With her cramps, she wasn’t in the mood to go hiking and I completely understood her need to stay in bed. That did mean however what I went on our trail alone, reliving the memories we made that day and wishing I had just been honest with her that day. Now that I know exactly what she had been thinking and feeling that day, how she had waited for me to just open up and be honest with her while I was worried that she might change towards me if she found out who I truly was, I wish I had just ignored my insecurities.Now, time alone is up and soon, we will have to face my parents. I have been dreading the dinner tonight, wondering what my parents’ will say when they come face to face with the woman I have fallen completely and utterly in love with. W
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Chapter: Chapter 56: LearningRejenaThanks to whatever pain pills Dalon gave me last night, I slept way past dawn. I wake up to the sound of chatter outside my door, and I try to listen to what is being said, but from bed, I can’t make out the voices. I slowly get up and walk on my tip toes to the door, hoping they don’t stop talking.“What are you planning on doing with my fagilia?” Mila’s stern voice asks and I suck in a breath, not because she sounds like a stern mother, but because she just called me her daughter and even though I love my birth mother with all my heart and would never want to replace her as she has been my rock through the hardest times I had been through, Mila has taken a place in my heart and I do see her as my Italian mother of a sort.“I plan on making her happy, is that enough for you Mila?” Dalon asks, not sounding angry, but calm, as if he is speaking to a scared kitten that he is trying to win over.“You forget that I was the one that held her those days after you left. I saw her tear
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Chapter: Chapter 55: What do you need?DalonIt was so easy to say the words that I had always imagined would be hard to say. I thought that I would spend weeks, months, looking for the perfect moment to say the words, but instead, it came out unplanned and it came easy. I love Rejena, with every fiber of my being. I want my forever with her, have known it since the moment she walked away from me, and I realized that I was losing the most perfect person for me. I spent most of my adult life looking for a woman that would fit me perfectly on paper, someone my parents would approve of. I made a point to never mix with a crowd that didn’t belong in my world. I never spent more than a night with a woman that did not fir my parents’ strict rules. I never imagined sending any time with a woman that did not come from money, because I knew it would only lead to heartbreak for the woman. I would always choose my parents and my career, but looking at Jena, watching her face light up when I told her that I loved her, I knew I would g
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Tempted by the Mafia Queen
Nataliya Barsukov was raised to obey, molded by the iron fists of her father and brothers to be the perfect wife in a world ruled by men. But when she turns eighteen, she breaks their chains—and seizes their empire. Now, as the ruthless and enigmatic Queen of the Russian Mafia in Los Angeles, Nataliya rules her city with an iron will and a twisted code of honor. Those who know her identity are either fiercely loyal… or dead.
Ryan Taylor is an undercover cop, fresh to LA and burning with purpose. His mission: infiltrate and dismantle the elusive mafia queen’s empire. But when he meets Nataliya—a woman as sharp as she is stunning, with the fire of a warrior and the grace of a dark Snow White—his world starts to blur.
As Ryan is pulled deeper into her world, he begins to question everything. Nataliya doesn’t sell drugs to kids. She doesn’t traffic innocents. And the organs she harvests? Voluntary. In her own brutal way, she’s cleaning the streets more effectively than law enforcement ever has.
Now Ryan must face the truth: justice isn’t black and white, and the real villains might be the ones wearing badges. Torn between duty and the woman he’s falling for, Ryan must decide—will he betray the queen… or fight for her?
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Chapter: Snow WhiteRyanShe hates the badge, which tells me she has had a run in with the police, and it didn’t go her way. I hate that she doesn’t have faith in the system, but I know better than most how corrupted the system can be. Just because I am still a cop, doesn’t mean that I don’t know what goes on behind closed doors. There have been plenty of cops that have worked the sidelines, accepting bribes and leaking information in return, but I had vowed to myself that I would never become the kind of person that would seek wealth instead of justice.I drive along the open roads to the one hotel that I know will probably cost my year’s salary to stay in for one night. It is the fanciest hotel I had seen when coming into town and all I can do is hope that I chose the correct place and didn’t just make an ass out of myself.“Drive to the top parking.” Snow white next to me says. I follow her lead, taking her directions as she points me to the center of the car park where a no parking sign has been plac
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Chapter: No namesNataliyaSince taking over the Barsukov Russian mafia, I have gathered enough blood on my hands to paint the entire town in red. It hasn’t stopped me from killing more, washing this city clean of ever follower my father had allied himself with. Most people in this city know to fear me, to never touch me, even if most of them have no idea who I am. Most people have common sense, and those that don’t know to follow like sheep. I am a predator, a hunter, a cold-hearted killer. I have murdered most of my family in cold blood and even though I have cleansed this city of the evil that was ruling it for generations, I still came out as the villain. Men want to either fuck me, control me, or kill me. It is rare that I find a man that can capture my attention, that can intrigue me enough to want to spend more than five second in his company, but tonight, I got lucky.I haven’t bothered asking the cop for his name. The fact that he is my enemy doesn’t stop me from leading him to my car. I alway
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Chapter: StrangersRyanThe bar is dark, lights dimmed so low that every person looks like a shadow before your eyes adjust to the darkness. This is exactly the place I was hoping to find. It is private, as dark as the heart beating in my chest. No one is going to try and get to know me here. No one is here to try and learn the name of the person they take home. When you come into a place like this, it is with the purpose of have one night of mindless fucking, and nothing more. No names to be exchanged, no life story to share. No one here wants to know where I came from, what I have seen, what I do for a living or what my plans are for the future. Exactly what I need.I head straight to the bar where the majority of the lighting in the bar comes from. I order a whiskey and take a seat, looking around the room. I spread my arms out against the bar, letting the people around me know through body language that I am open, approachable. I don’t want to go chasing down my prey, I want them to come to me willi
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Chapter: PrologueMy whole life, I have been trained to be the obedient wife. I have been locked up, treated like I am nothing of importance. A woman needed to know her place. She is nothing but a servant to men, a thing that should been beautiful to look at, but not heard. Most know me as the Russian mafia princess, but I see myself as a survivor.“Have you cleaned your brother’s room yet, Nataliya?” My mother’s soft and timed voice reaches my ears where I am slumped over the servant’s kitchen table. Exhaustion pulls on every muscle, on every nerve. “You know better than to not have the rooms spotless by the time they come back from their duties to ensure that this family is protected. You know how hard they work to keep us in power.” My mother, Mira Barsukov, has always been the soft spoken, graceful woman of the house. Before I came along, she used to be the one to cook, clean and then service my father as if that was the only aspiration she ever had in life. I am nothing like her. I will never be a
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