BURN FOR ME: MR. MATTEO'S DESIRE
She was supposed to be the thief who stole from his empire.
Instead, she became his wife.
Arielle Vasquez wakes up bound to Matteo Moretti—a tattooed, ruthless enforcer of the Moretti clan, a bastard son burning with rage and a hunger for validation. Their marriage is a punishment, a cage of suspicion and hate. He sees her as a liar, a liability. She sees him as the enemy who stole her freedom.
But the first night changes everything.
She gasped as Matteo pinned her against the wall of their wedding suite, his breath hot against her throat, ink-dark eyes devouring her defiance.
“You think you can play games with me, little thief?” he growled, his fingers digging into her hips, possessive, punishing. “I’ll break you before you break me.”
Arielle lifts her chin, lips brushing his ear in a whisper. “Try it. I dare you.”
As secrets unravel and betrayals cut deeper, the line between enemy and obsession blurs. Every touch during late-night raids, every heated argument that ends with her back against a wall and his mouth crashing down on hers, pulls them closer to surrender.
But the real danger isn’t the Russians closing in.
It’s the heartless man who’s starting to want her more than revenge.
And the woman who’s beginning to crave the darkness he offers.
In a world built on blood and power, love is the deadliest weapon of all.
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Chapter: Shhhh And Kiss MeArielle’s POVWe were still in the same position, I tied off the suture with trembling fingers, cut the thread, and pressed fresh gauze over the neat row of black stitches. Matteo hadn’t made a sound the entire time, just watched me with those unreadable eyes, his hand still resting lightly at the nape of my neck like an anchor.I sat back on my heels. The gown had slipped further, barely clinging to my hips now. I didn’t fix it. What was the point? He’d already seen everything the silk wasn’t hiding.“Done,” I said, voice steadier than I felt.He exhaled slowly through his nose. “Not bad for a civilian.”“I’ve stitched worse.” The words came out before I could stop them, too revealing.His brow lifted. “When?”I shook my head. “Doesn’t matter.”He studied me another long second, then his fingers flexed against my neck, not pulling, just… holding. “It matters to me.”The admission hung between us, quiet and dangerous.I swallowed. “You’re losing blood. You need to lie down.”“I need
Last Updated: 2026-02-08
Chapter: Late Night With Mr MatteoARIELLE'S POVLiora was waiting outside the training room when I stepped out, wiping sweat from my brow with the back of my hand. My muscles ached in a way that felt almost good—like proof I wasn’t completely helpless.“My lady,” she said, falling into step beside me. “The Don expects you at dinner tonight. Formal. I’ve laid out something appropriate.”I nodded, too tired to argue. We walked in silence for a while.Finally, I broke it. “Liora… What's it really like? Being a woman in this world?”She didn’t answer right away. We turned a corner, passed a framed oil painting of some grim-faced Moretti ancestor staring down like he was judging us both.“Most of us are tools,” she said quietly. “Pretty ones, sometimes useful ones, but tools all the same. You marry who they tell you to marry. You smile at the men who matter. You look away when they do things you’re not supposed to see. And if you’re lucky… your husband remembers your name more than once a year.”I swallowed. “And if you’
Last Updated: 2026-02-06
Chapter: Becoming The LunaARIELLE'S POV After the disastrous breakfast moment with Matteo and his associates, Liora approached me on my way out. I knew I was going to meet up with her for the training. But here she was, already in front of me. “Mr Nikolai Morretti does not like to be kept waiting, my lady. We must hasten up.” I bit my bottom lip, and walked with her. “What's he like? I don't think I got to meet him at the wedding. I said and she chuckled. “None of the Morretti's were present at the wedding with the Don. You should be careful, My lady.” She said calmly, but I knew those words had an even deeper meaning. One I wasn't ready for. We walked together. After some time, we appeared in front of the training room. It smelled of leather, sweat, and gun oil. Located, in east wing of the estate—high ceilings, mirrored walls on one side, padded mats on the floor, and racks of weapons that looked far too well-maintained to be decorative. Nikolai Moretti waited in the center of the mat, arms crossed, w
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Chapter: The Don Morretti's PossessionARIELLE'S POV “Mother.”The word hung in the air and my stomach dropped, but I refused to let it show. Elena Moretti, his mother, stood there in her perfect black dress. Red lipstick and eyes raking over me like I was something scraped off the bottom of her designer heel.I've never felt so insignificant in my life. Matteo’s hand was still low on my waist, fingers lay possessively over the curve of my hip. I could feel the tension in the room, but his face remained calm. Elena’s gaze flicked to her son, then back to me. “So this is the little thief you’ve dragged into our family. Charming choice, Matteo. Truly.”I kept my voice steady, polite and almost sweet. “Good morning, Signora Moretti. I’m Arielle. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”If I was going to survive these people, I needed to be smart about it. “Pleasure? The only pleasure here will be watching you crawl out of this house in pieces when your lies are exposed.”I tilted my head, my smile never wavering. “I apprecia
Last Updated: 2026-02-03
Chapter: Trouble At Breakfast ARIELLE'S POV After the disastrous wedding night with Don Matteo, I forced myself to sleep. It felt like my entire body was protesting against me, but with time my eyelids felt heavy and I finally fell asleep. Morning came quickly. I groaned as my eyes met the sharp lights in his bedroom. “Buonginora, Signora Moretti." I stared at the maid in a black dress and white apron around her waist. She had a white net on her head too, and gloves. I've noticed all his workers dress in black. What would one expect from a man with a black heart. “I'd prefer you speak English. My Italian isn't fluent.” I said and her eyes widened for a split second before it vanished. “Si.” She muttered under her breath and paused when she realized her mistake. “I'm sorry Madame.” She said and I brushed it off. “It's okay, I understand that it takes a while to come to terms with things like that. Call me Arielle.” I instructed. “The Don would not hear of it, Madame. You are his wife. It is our duty to
Last Updated: 2026-01-28
Chapter: Wedding Night InfernoARIELLE'S POV The Villa was quiet, aside from the sound of some of the servants clearing up the venue. The wedding reception had ended hours ago, polite toasts and forced smiles was all I did afterwards. I watched them from the windows. Soon everyone left including the servants. I was alone, with Matteo. I stood in the center of the master suite, still clad in my dress, the long train without pooling to my feet. It was a very long dress. The room was massive with a luxurious interior. Matteo joined me soon and shut the door behind him with a soft click. He had removed his jacket and tie downstairs; the white shirt was open at the throat now, sleeves rolled up now. He looked nothing like the groom but a sexy runway model.He approached the mini bar in the bedroom and poured two fingers of amber liquid in a glass. I knew it was alcohol. “House rules…” he began, his tone calm and conversational. This was one of the things I hated most about him, his ability to remain so calm while
Last Updated: 2026-01-10
LUNA OF ASHES [THE MOON GODDESS RISES AGAIN]
“ Marry me Alpha Nikolai.”
Once, she was born to rule.
The Moon Goddess’s chosen Luna — fierce, revered, untouchable. Her voice commanded packs, her presence demanded loyalty. When she chose to marry the broken Omega no one wanted, the world called her merciful. She called it love.
She gave him everything — her name, her crown, her power — and in return, he gave her ruin.
He rose on her strength, wore her title, and when the time came, he turned his claws on her. Her mate. Her king. The man she made Alpha.
Left for dead and stripped of her mark, she vanished into the wild. But a Luna never dies quietly.
Now she’s back — colder, deadlier, reborn in blood and moonlight. The pack that mourned her will kneel again, but this time, not for love or mercy. For fear.
Because the Luna he betrayed isn’t coming home to forgive him.She’s coming back to burn his kingdom to ash.
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Chapter: Secrets That Break The VeilKATHERINE ASHFORD I woke to the feeling of his strong arms around me. It felt warm in a way that made the rest of the world feel distant and unimportant.The room was dim, lit only by the low fire in the hearth. Nikolai’s chest rose and fell against my back. His breath stirred the hair at my nape. One arm was wrapped around my waist, the other tucked under my head like a pillow. He hadn’t moved since he’d carried me here. I could feel the tension even in sleep the way his fingers curled just a little tighter when I shifted.I turned slowly in his hold.His eyes opened instantly, alert, searching my face like he was afraid I’d disappear if he blinked.“You’re awake,” he said, voice rough from lack of use.I nodded. “How long was I out?”“Hours. It's almost dawn.”I swallowed. The memories rushed back in fragments: the arena, and the shadows pouring through me, the bowing wolves, Dominic’s retreat, the blood on my palms. The way the pack had knelt. The way *he* had carried me out li
Last Updated: 2026-02-08
Chapter: Luna of AshesNIKOLAI VOLKOV The sound from the war horns still entered the Arena, when Dominic's wolves breached the eastern gate. black-furred, gold-eyed. They weren’t here to negotiate.They had their claws out, fangs bared, and tore into the outer guards before the pack could even rise from their seats. People screamed as they sought for a safe place to hide. Elena shrieked something about treason; Thorne bellowed for order. I didn’t look back. My eyes were locked on Katherine.She stood alone in the center of the ring, blood still dripping from her palms onto the sand in slow, deliberate drops. The runes they used in binding her were already shattered. Her eyes now burned pure molten gold, the same gold as Dominic’s, but darker and more dangerous. The attackers reached the arena floor. Three wolves lunged for her at once, She didn’t flinch.I watched her change. It wasn’t a shift like any I’d ever seen, not the clean snap of bone and fur that marked a lycan turning. This was something el
Last Updated: 2026-02-04
Chapter: The Pack Is Under AttackKATHERINE ASHFORD The arena was wide and contain thousands of Volkov pack member. Elders in embroidered robes, warriors in leather that carried the pack symbol, Common folks were precent too to see what was amiss. I stood at the entrance tunnel. Despite Nikolai's decision to not chain me. They wanted it like that and I had to let them win on that aspect, they could play safe but it would get them no where. “For the pack’s safety,” Elena liedwith that thin smile that irritated me. Thorne had nodded like a loyal dog. Liora waited patiently, ready to step in if I fell.Nikolai stood beside me, his hand brushing mine one last time before the rules forbade it.“You are stronger than their chains,” he said quietly. “Remember Mara’s words. Pull from the mark. Ground it in you.”I nodded, throat tight. “If I lose control…”“You won’t.” His fingers squeezed once. “And if you do, I’ll drag you back myself.”The horn sounded. I stepped into the light.The crowd roared some cheering, most wat
Last Updated: 2026-02-03
Chapter: The TrialAUTHOR It was still very early in the morning, Katherine stood in the clearing with Mara, Nora at her side. The surviving witches watched from a distance, arms crossed, faces still hard with distrust. They didn't want her learning how they survived, if anything they wanted her to fail, the same way she failed them. Mara tapped her staff once. “Power is not a gift. It is a storm. You do not command it. You survive it. Show me, How you call the spirits that hunt you.” Katherine closed her eyes and reached inward. The darkness answered, tendrils rising from the ground, coiling around her wrists. They snapped forward, striking a nearby log and splintering it clean. Mara nodded once. “Good. Now balance it.”Katherine tried to pull back. But it resisted, tightening, and hungry. Pain lanced through her temples. One tendril whipped toward Nora.“Stop!” Katherine gasped, forcing her will through the bond. It hesitated, then retreated—slow, reluctant.Mara’s eyes narrowed. “Better. But slo
Last Updated: 2026-02-02
Chapter: The Answers We SeekKATHERINE ASHFORD It was dark when we finally set out to find the witches. Nikolai rode beside me, silent and watchful. Nora sat behind me on the horse, arms tight around my waist, her breath uneven. We’d slipped out of the palace under cover. Nora's work, fragile but it was enough to fool the outer patrols. The council thought we were still in the tower. They’d never known we were hunting for answers. We followed the faint pull Nora felt. She called the magic deep into the northern wilds, past Blackthorn borders and into the forest, where no pack claimed dominion. Hours passed and my thighs ached from the ride. I sighed in relief when the path opened before us: small cottages huddled in a circle. We dismounted. Nikolai’s hand hovered near his blade.Nora stepped forward first, palms up. “We mean no harm. We seek the daughters of the old blood. The ones who remember the veil.”Figures emerged from the darkness—women mostly, some young, some bent with age. Their eyes glowed faintly.
Last Updated: 2026-01-30
Chapter: Cum For MeKATHERINE ASHFORD The next morning when I woke up, Nikolai’s arm was heavy across my waist, his breath slow and warm against the nape of my neck. Last night’s escapades had left us tangled in the sheets with our bodies still pressed together like we were afraid the space between us would separate us. I could feel him already, thick, hard, nestled against the curve of my ass even in sleep. I shifted deliberately, rolling my hips back just enough to drag along his length.A low growl rumbled in his chest at the sweet sensation. His hand flexed on my stomach, fingers spreading possessively.“You’re awake,” he murmured. I smiled at the sound of his sexy morning voice. “I Couldn’t sleep,” I whispered. “Too much in my head.”He pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to the mark on my throat. “Then let me take it out.”I turned in his arms, straddling his hips in one fluid motion. The sheets fell away. His eyes snapped open, hungry as I settled over him, knees bracketing his waist. His cock
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
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