Filthy Obsessions. A Filthy Collection Of Forbidden Desires
They said it was just a phase.
A crush.
A mistake she’d forget by morning.
But obsessions don’t fade. They grow.
In Filthy Obsessions, lust doesn’t whisper, it grabs hair, rips buttons, and leaves bruises in its name.
These stories are not sweet. They’re soaked in sin.
A sex therapist who doesn’t use words to fix broken marriages.
A judge who sentences two sisters to submission, then joins them.
A father’s best friend who doesn’t just watch,he waits, dark and patient, until she begs for his cock.
An art professor who sketches her body in secret... then ruins her innocence on the altar.
These men aren’t heroes.
They’re cravings in human form.
And the women who fall for them?
They never recover.
If you’ve ever whispered “Daddy, begged for it, screamed through it, or touched yourself thinking, “What if…”
Filthy Obsessions was written for you.
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Chapter: Chapter 116.The Alpha's Pet For Christmas“Shit—fuck—my legs—!”Cade hissed through clenched teeth as he swung his legs off the bed, the splints creaking like old wood. The pain shot up his spine like lightning, hot and sharp, making his vision blur for a second. He grabbed the nightstand to steady himself, knocking over a glass of water that shattered on the hardwood floor.The room reeked of dried blood and antiseptic. The pine walls made it worse, like winter was mocking him. His sheets were damp with sweat, sticking to his skin. He’d refused to let anyone change them for two days.He hadn’t let anyone in at all.Not his grandmother, crying outside the door.Not Aunt Denise, begging him to eat.Not the doctor, who’d yelled through the keyhole that the fever was getting worse.Cade didn’t care.All he could think about was Noah.Noah’s screams echoing in the trees.Noah’s blue eyes wide with terror as they dragged him away.Noah’s body going limp in Silas’s arms.His wolf was pacing inside him, growling low, but weak from
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Chapter: Chapter 115.The Alpha's Pet For Christmas“Silas, talk to me. You’re bleeding on the floor.”Noah’s voice cut through the haze.Silas was on his knees, chain wrapped four times around his wrist, the iron ring bolted to the wall creaking with every shake of his body.His forehead was pressed to the cold wood, breath coming in ragged growls.Blood dripped from his mouth where he kept biting his tongue to stay sane.“Stay back,” he rasped. “Don’t—”“I’m not a fucking dog,” Noah snapped. “Look at me.”Silas lifted his head.His eyes were pure gold, pupils blown wide, face slick with sweat even in the freezing cabin.Noah’s stomach flipped.Anger and something that felt way too much like pity punched him in the chest.“You’re in full rut,” Noah said. “You’re shaking so bad the chain’s gonna snap your wrist.”Silas laughed, wet and broken. “Better my wrist than you.”Noah crawled closer on the cot, blanket slipping off his shoulders.“Listen to me, you big idiot. I have an offer.”Silas growled, low and warning.Noah ignored it. “T
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Chapter: Chapter 114. The Alpha's Pet For Christmas“Alpha, we’re home.”Silas didn’t answer right away.His arms were full of Noah (still unconscious, wrapped in Silas’s coat, head lolling against his bare chest).The kid weighed nothing, but the last six hours of carrying him through snow and ice had still burned Silas’s shoulders like fire.He stepped into the hidden camp and the whole pack went quiet.Torches flickered.Snow hissed on hot metal braziers.Every wolf stared at their scarred, shirtless Alpha carrying a naked, passed-out Whitlock omega like he was something precious.Silas’s second-in-command, Viktor (his beta, the one who’d been glued to his side for twelve years), stepped forward.“You carried him the whole way?” Viktor asked, voice tight.Silas didn’t look at him. “He collapsed. I wasn’t leaving him in the snow.”Viktor’s jaw flexed. “I could’ve taken a turn.”Silas finally met his eyes. “I said I had him.”Silence.Then Silas nodded toward the holding cabins. “Lock him up. Silver cuffs, soft ones. Blankets. Water.
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Chapter: Chapter 113.The Alpha's Pet For ChristmasChapter 8Nora…Noah’s Twin POVNora hadn’t closed her eyes in twenty four hours.She knew the exact number because every time she blinked she saw Noah’s face the moment the silver ropes snapped around his wrists.She heard the crack of Cade’s legs like gunshots in her skull.She felt the twin bond stretch and fray like an old rope about to snap.Her wolf, Bluntie, the one she and Noah had shared since the womb, was curled in the corner of her mind, whining softly now instead of snarling.Just hurting.I’m here, little one, Bluntie whispered, its voice like warm fur against Nora’s raw nerves.I’m scared too.But we’re still breathing.That means we still fight.Nora walked into the third-floor guest bathroom at 3:17 a.m., the one nobody ever used because the pipes screamed and the light flickered like a horror movie.She didn’t bother with the light. She just needed to drain out the noises in her head.She closed the door, stripped naked, and stepped into the shower.Turned it as hot a
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Chapter: Chapter 112. The Alpha's Pet For ChristmasCade PovCade was drowning in heat.Not the fever kind not yet.This was the good kind. The kind that made of Noah’s moans and snow melting on hot skin.He was back in the forest, right after he’d sucked Noah’s brains out against the tree. Noah’s legs were still shaking, cum dripping down his thighs.Cade spun him around, shoved him face-first into the snow, yanked his hips up.“Look at you,” Cade growled, voice rough. “Still open from last night. Still dripping for me.”Noah whined, pushing back. “Stop talking and fuck me.”Cade didn’t need to be told twice.One hard thrust and he was buried to the hilt.Noah screamed into the snow, fingers clawing at it.Cade set a brutal pace, hips snapping, balls slapping against Noah’s ass with every stroke.Snow flew around them.Every time Cade pulled out, Noah’s hole clenched like it was trying to keep him inside.“Greedy little thing,” Cade rasped, leaning over him, chest to back. “You want my cock again?”“Yes, yes, fuck—” Noah sobbed. “Give
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Chapter: Chapter 111. The Alpha's Pet For Christmas“Put your fucking hands on me again and I’ll bite them off,” Noah spat, blood running down his chin from where he’d already bitten one guy.The wolf holding his left arm growled. “Keep talking, omega. I’ll gag you.”“Do it,” Noah laughed, wild and broken. “I’ll still scream.”Noah’s throat was raw from screaming.The second the Black Ice wolves dragged him away from Cade, he lost it. Kicking, twisting, biting anything he could reach. The silver-laced ropes burned like acid around his wrists, but he didn’t care.“Get your fucking hands off me!” he yelled, voice cracking. “CADE! CADE!”One of the wolves holding him growled, “Shut him up.”Another slapped a hand over his mouth. Noah bit down hard. Blood filled his mouth. Not his.“Little bitch,” the guy hissed, yanking his hand back.Noah spat blood in his face. “Touch me again and I’ll rip your throat out.”The circle of wolves laughed, dark and ugly.Then he stepped forward.The scarred Alpha. SilasTall. Built like a brick wall. Black
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The Mafia Kings Plaything
"You think you have a choice?" Vittorio squeezed my nipples with his hand and my sanity with the other. “ You were never going to be anyone else's from the moment I set eyes on you”. His voice a deadly whisper
His words cut through me making my chest tighten with fear
"You’re Ours, kitten," he continued, his gaze locking onto mine and stealing the breath from my lungs. "You will be claimed, used, and Fucked however I see fit.
Do you understand?"
"I... I understand," I whispered, feeling my resistance crumble under his dark, green eyes.
"You will lay before me, Katarina," he commanded his voice a low growl.
"Spread your swollen pussy wide, and show me how desperate you are for me to fuck you."
Katarina Delgado was supposed to belong to another man. Sold like property to Mafia Don Giordano, her virginity was payment for a debt her father couldn't afford. But when her brother Mateo tries to save her and fails, she ends up in the hands of a deadlier monster: Vittorio De Luca, the brutal mafia king who cages her, collars her, and whispers filth like love. Now, locked in a war between cartels, Katarina is the prize. But not just for Vittorio. Valentino De Luca, his missing twin, has returned. Sharper. Slower. Unhinged. And he doesn’t want to steal her. He wants to share her.
Together. In a world of cages, kings, and betrayal, the only thing more dangerous than being wanted… is being wanted by both of them.
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Chapter: Chapter 168 – We Dug Up Your GraveVittorio’s POV“Sit her down.”Fiorella didn’t fight when the guards pushed her into the chair. Her wrists were tied, ankles too. Her hair was a mess, eyes swollen, face pale but proud. Like she still thought she had a way out.Valentino leaned against the table, arms crossed. “Comfortable?”She smirked. “I’ve had worse.”I ignored her and nodded for the guards to leave. The door shut, heavy and final.The silence that followed was thick. Only her breathing and the small hum of the light.Katarina stood by the wall, arms crossed, a bandage still on her head. She shouldn’t have been here. I told her that, twice already.“You’re not staying,” I said without looking at her.“I’m not leaving either,” she said.“This isn’t your fight.”“She hit me in the head,” she shot back. “It feels like my fight.”I turned to her then, slow. “Not this time. You’re done getting hurt for me. I’ll handle it.”Katarina’s mouth tightened, but she didn’t argue again. She just moved to the corner and folded h
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Chapter: Chapter 167 – Time to TalkVittorio’s POV“Signore! Signore!” Ombra’s voice ripped through the hall like a scream.I was halfway through pulling on a shirt when she burst into the room, eyes wide, face pale. “It’s Madam Katarina—she’s hurt! The war room door was open. She’s on the floor—there’s blood!”For one second, everything stopped. Then I was moving. Without shoes and no shirt. Just shorts and the rush of adrenaline. In my body Valentino came out of his room at the same time, his hair was a mess and gun already in hand. “What happened?” he barked. Ombra was still panting. “The nanny found Katarina in the war room. Said she was bleeding. I—I think someone attacked her.”He didn’t wait for more.We moved with speed.The house blurred. I barely saw the marble or the guards we passed. My head was ringing too loud to hear anything except her name.Please not her. Not again.When we reached the west wing, Ombra pointed. “There!”The war room door was half open and Blood smeared the floor. And she was
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Chapter: Chapter 166 – Contingency Plan Fiorella’s POVI ran. Barefoot, breath cutting through the quiet halls like broken glass.The map was clutched tight against my chest, wrapped in a sheet I’d ripped from the bed to keep it from smearing with blood. Katarina’s blood.Her eyes had gone wide right before I hit her.I didn’t plan it. It just happened.One second she was shouting my name, the next the statue was in my hand.The sound still rang in my ears—that dull crack of bone.For a second, she just stood there, stunned, and then dropped like a puppet with no strings.I told myself it was her fault. She shouldn’t have followed me.But every step I took after that, I could smell the blood on my hands.“Think, Fiorella. Think.”The corridors stretched forever. My mind spun faster than my feet. If the guards saw me now, it was over. I could already feel the burn of suspicion in every shadow. I turned a corner and almost slipped, steadying myself against the wall.My room. I had to get back before anyone realized what I’d
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Chapter: Chapter 165 – Should We Name It CannoliKatarina’s POV“Five a.m. and I’m still awake,” I muttered, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet, but my brain wouldn’t shut up. Every sound—the hum of the AC, the faint ticking of the clock—felt loud. I turned on my side and pressed a hand against my stomach. It was still flat, but I knew what was inside now. “I’m gonna be a mom,” I whispered. Saying it out loud made it real. Too real.My phone glowed on the nightstand. I hesitated for a second, then grabbed it and called Selena. It rang four times before her groggy voice came through. “If someone’s dead, I’m hanging up.”“No one’s dead,” I said. “Promise.”“Then why the hell are you calling me before sunrise?”I bit my lip. “Because I just confirmed it. I’m pregnant.”That woke her up. “What?” she gasped. “Kat! You’re serious?”“Yeah.”“Holy crap.” I heard sheets rustle. “You’re gonna be a mom.”“Don’t say it like that,” I groaned. “It sounds like a threat.”Selena laughed softly. “You’ll be good at it. You’re bossy enoug
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Chapter: Chapter 164 – Her Cover Is BlowingFiorella’s POV“They’re watching me,” I whispered. The mirror didn’t answer, but I saw it in the reflection — two guards outside my door, pretending not to stare. Suzy sat up, blinking. “Mama, no one’s there.”“Don’t lie to me,” I snapped, pointing at the door. “They whisper. At night. You don’t hear it because you sleep like a baby.”She frowned. “They’re watching us,” I said louder this time. “They’ll check the house at sunrise. If I don’t move now, it’s over.”Suzy rubbed her eyes from the bed. “Mama, who?”“Everyone,” I snapped. “Go back to sleep.”She sat up, hugging her stuffed bear. “You didn’t sleep either.”“Because I can’t,” I said, pacing again. My hands wouldn’t stay still. “Every step I take, someone’s following.”“Maybe they just care,” she said softly.I stopped. “No. They suspect.”Her little face fell. “Did I do something?”I turned too fast. “You? You opened your mouth about that other one last night. Remember?”Tears filled her eyes. “I didn’t mean to—”“You neve
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Chapter: Chapter 163 – The First Time In Years, I Hope I’m wrong Vittorio’s POVThe office smelled like whiskey and smoke. Valentino was already there, sitting behind my desk like he owned the place. I closed the door.He looked up. “She asleep?”“Yeah,” I said. “Finally.”He nodded, slow. “You look like shit.”“Thanks,” I muttered, pouring myself a drink. “You look worse.”He smirked, but it didn’t last long. “We need to talk about Fiorella.”I leaned against the desk, glass in hand. “Yeah. We do.”“She’s not her,” he said quietly.I stared at him for a long second. “You finally see it too.”He sighed. “I kept trying not to. But… it’s obvious now. The way she talks, moves—everything. It’s off.”“Not just off,” I said. “It’s wrong.”He rubbed his jaw. “So it’s not jealousy, or trauma, or memory loss?”“No,” I said. “It’s something else. Something planted.”Valentino leaned forward. “You think she’s compromised?”“I think whoever that woman is—she’s not Fiorella.”He went quiet. The clock ticked on the wall.“You were the one who loved her first,”
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Chapter: Chapter 37. Role Playing As ParisREMI POV"Did you dress me up so I can look good when I die?"Kade stopped walking. Turned to look at me."What?""This dress. The hair. The whole thing." I gestured at myself. "Did you make me look nice so at least I'll be a pretty corpse?"He stared at me for a second. Then laughed. Actually laughed."Relax. The creatures don't want you dead. From what we know they specifically want you alive.""Oh good. So I'll just be kidnapped and tortured instead of killed. Much better.""I wouldn't put you in this position if your life was truly at risk.""My life is ALWAYS at risk. I'm mated to Nero.""Fair point." He started walking again. "But I mean it. If I thought you'd actually die I wouldn't do this.""So what's the plan then?""Damon's waiting for us at the stables. He doesn't know why yet. And he doesn't know you're with me.""So you need a fake name.Yes. Let's call you Paris.""Paris? Like the city?""Like the prince. From the legends. Paris of Troy.""The one who stole another man's
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Chapter: Chapter 36. Trick Or TreatAlpha Manuel POV"Three hours. Fourteen minutes. Twenty-two seconds. Alpha Manuel."I kept walking. Didn't respond."Twenty-three seconds. Twenty-four seconds. Twenty-five seconds. Alpha Manuel.""I can count too, Mitch.""Then why aren't you? Counting is important. Keeps track of time. Distance. Progress. Alpha Manuel."Because I wasn't autistic like him. But I didn't say that. Mitch couldn't help it. His brain just worked different. Always had."How much further?" I asked instead."Two hundred twelve meters. Based on the map. The terrain has changed nineteen times. We've crossed five streams. Encountered eight different tree species. The dominant one is oak. Approximately sixty percent oak. Thirty percent pine. Ten percent birch. Alpha Manuel.""Noted.""You didn't ask about the trees. Alpha Manuel.""No. I didn't.""Then why did I provide that information? Alpha Manuel.""Because you can't help yourself."He thought about that. Nodded once. "Accurate assessment. Alpha Manuel."We
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Chapter: Chapter 35. Personal NightmareNERO POV"How much further to the river?" I asked.The venom was making everything worse. Every jolt sent pain through my shoulder. Down my arm. The black veins were spreading. I could see them creeping up my neck now. Felt them under my skin. Wrong. All wrong."Maybe thirty minutes. Why? Eager to face your greatest fear?" Abel responded"I don't have fears.""You're terrified of water.""I'm not terrified. I just. Prefer not to be near it.""Shut up, Abel."He was still grinning. Annoying bastard.We rode in silence for a few minutes. Then I heard it. The sound of running water.My chest tightened."That's the river," Abel said. Helpfully."I know what a river sounds like.""Your jaw just twitched.""No it didn't.""It did. Right there. Twitched again."I forced my jaw to relax. Didn't work.We came around a bend. The river spread out before us. Wide. Fast moving. The kind of water that could sweep you away if you weren't careful."It's not that bad," Abel said.It was that bad."We
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Chapter: Chapter 34. Let The God Of Fashion WorkREMI POVThat was rude, Parrot said. Even for him that was RUDE.After Nero dumped me on the bed and walked out, I just lay there for a minute.Staring at the ceiling."Well," I said to the empty room. "Someone woke up on the murder side of the bed."Payback for stabbing him.Right.Like I'd stabbed him for FUN.Like I hadn't been DYING when I did it."Asshole," I muttered to the empty room. "Royal, venom-infected, emotionally constipated asshole."But you're still worried about him, Parrot said."Well. I wish I wasn’t."You are. You're worried the venom's getting worse. Making him meaner. More violent. More... him but worse.She was right.Something was really wrong with Nero. More wrong than usual. That wasn't just angry Nero or cursed Nero or even asshole Nero.That was venom Nero. Dying Nero.And I needed to help him. Because I needed him alive.Not just for me. Though yes. Obviously. If he died I was screwed. The evil twin mothers would probably throw a party on my grave.But als
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Chapter: Chapter 33. Fuck My Life Nero POV ContinuedKade stepped closer and Met my eyes."I have made progress. We will give you results soon. But don't you dare accuse me of choosing him over you.""Why not? Everyone else has an agenda. Why should you be different?""Because I'm your BROTHER." He stepped closer. "I've been by your side for years. Through every curse. Every bride. Every fucking betrayal from everyone else. And you're going to question ME?""The man you love has the same marks as those creatures. You don't think that's suspicious?""I think it's devastating." Kade's voice cracked. Just slightly. Just enough. "I think the man I love might be a traitor. And I think I might have to kill him for it. So don't fucking question my loyalty when I'm LIVING this nightmare."The silence that followed was heavy.Abel shifted uncomfortably. Looked away.I could see it now. The tension in Kade's shoulders. The pain in his eyes. The way his hands were clenched.He was suffering. And I'd just made it worse.Abel shi
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Chapter: Chapter 32. Was I That Hideous?NERO POVI woke up confused.Disoriented.My head pounded. My shoulder burned. Everything hurt.I tried to remember last night.Fragments. Pieces. Like looking through shattered glass.The curse hitting. Gold in my vision. Rage in my veins.And Remi.Stabbing me.That memory was vivid. Crystal clear.She'd grabbed the dinner knife. Driven it into my shoulder. Right where the venom was spreading.I felt the impact. The pain. The blade sinking deep.Making it worse.Why would she do that?I tried to remember more. What happened before the stabbing.But those memories were blurry. Fragmented. Wrong.Fighting? Yes. I think I grabbed her.But after that... nothing. Just rage and darkness and her blade in my flesh.She couldn't cure me last night.Couldn't stop the curse with her touch. Her blood. Whatever magic she supposedly had.So she stabbed me instead.Made me weaker.Made the venom spread faster.The thought settled in my chest. Cold. Heavy.She did it on purpose.Had to.Everyone be
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