Married To The Russian Mafia Boss
“You taste so fucking good, baby”, Nikolai groans roughly, “So fucking good,” and then he drags his arousal against my centre, forcing me to feel every inch of him. Fuck, he was big. Like really big. I'm talking Antarctic blue whale big.
“Feel what you do to me, Solnyshko” he growls roughly against the sensitive planes of my neck. I feel his teeth graze my neck, and a ragged breath escapes me. “You drive me crazy, every time I see you, I can’t fucking think straight. Is this what you want? For me to lose my goddamn mind.”
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Sold by her father to save himself, Ava is forced to walk down the aisle towards a future she never wanted. Just when she thinks her fate is sealed and the universe is against her, An unexpected stranger walks into the ceremony claiming her as his.
Nikolai Volkov is the enigmatic head of the Russian Mafia. A figure shrouded in mystery and power and a person not to be messed with. To him Ava is the key he needs to uncover the tragedy that claimed the life of his brother.
When Ava finds herself head first in the middle of two mafia families she must decide if she can trust the man who sets fire to her soul with just a single touch or if she's willing to continue being a pawn in a much bigger chessboard.
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Chapter: Chapter 296This book is officially over. I can't believe I finished it. There were times I wanted to give up. Times I did at some point, but for some reason, I always found the energy to push through. I want to thank everyone who gave this book a chance. Without you, this book wouldn't be as successful as it
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter 295“Nikolai, I- ouch” She takes a step towards me and then stops, her face twisting into a grimace. I'm at her side in an instant, my hands around her shoulder, steadying her, “What's wrong?” I ask, my gaze scanning her carefully. My eyes land on the thin ragged line on her knee. The edges are raw, a
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter 294To be honest I wouldn't blame her if she did. She’d just seen me torture information out of a man. A man who deserves every bit of pain I dished out to him and more but still. Ava wasn’t used to this. She wasn’t used to seeing other people suffer. I was. I thought I could shield her from the darknes
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter 293Nikolai There's a solid second that follows after I see her, where the two of us just stare at each other, neither one of us willing to break contact first. Fuck. She wasn't supposed to be here. How the hell did she even find this place? "Ava, wait," Her eyes widened, a flicker of panic cross
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter 292I don’t. My pulse dips, and my heart rate spikes. The passageway is dark and the light seeping in from the library barely serves as an adequate lighting source. I whip out my phone and turn on the flashlight, barely containing the scream that threatens to erupt from my throat, when I see a roach s
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter 291The drawing is far from perfect, but it's perfect enough to make Kira smile, and that's enough for me. “Do you think Papa will like it?” I smile softly, brushing a strand of her dark hair away from her face. "I think your papa will love it.” Kira's smile brightens even more. The door to the
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss
"You have no idea do you?"
He whispers, his lips only a millimetre from mine.
"No idea about what?"
His fingers slip around my waist, pulling me firmly against his body. I feel him everywhere. He's hard where I'm soft. Calm where my heart is beating. He lifts a hand to my face, gently cupping my cheek as he tilts my gaze to meet his. His thumb brushes against my lower lip and I suck in a sharp breath when I notice just how dark his gaze is.
"You have no idea the power you have over me."
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Born to a mother who abandoned her family and a father who never even knew he existed, Aaron O Sullivan has spent his entire life fighting to prove he belongs. With a chip on his shoulder and blood on his hands, he’s determined to reclaim the legacy stolen from him. When no one moment of anger causes the one person he's grown to care about everything he's determined to step up and save her despite even if she thinks she doesn't want his help. And what way to protect her other than a fake engagement.
Waitress By Day, Stripper By Night, Elle will do whatever it takes to pay off her uncle and finally buy her freedom. But behind her sharp tongue and seductive smile is a secret and trauma so depe she wasn't sure she could heal. Until him. She doesn't understand why he wants to protect her especially because he's the reason she's in this mess to begin with.
She's got pain and he's got secrets. What happens when the two collide just how far are they willing to go for the things they desire.
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Chapter: Author’s noteHi everyone, I’m sorry I’ve been missing these last few days. After my birthday I have been dangerously unwell for the last two weeks but thank God I’m doing okay now. Updates will resume on Monday and will be rolled out in three batches.First batch: The planSecond batch: The show downThird batch: The epilogueUntil then you can join the official readers group of F@c3 b00k. Simply search 3th3l’s Rom@nc3 H@v3n and click join to join now.P.S there’s a snippet for the next chapter already posted there❤️
Last Updated: 2026-06-21
Chapter: AwakeElleThe first thing I register when I wake up is the white ceilings.They’re bright and entirely unfamiliar, which makes me realise instantly that I am not at home or anywhere I might know, for that matter.The second thing my mind registers is the faint beeping sound coming from right beside me.I groan, blinking once, twice, trying to get my eyes to adjust to the bright fluorescent lights shining down at me.God, what happened?The last thing I remember…And then it hits me. The memories from yesterday. Maddie. Richard. Mum. There was a struggle and then…Oh God, is he dead?Did I…“Angel?”I turn my head at the sound of my name and it’s only then that I notice that I’m not alone. Someone is in here with me. No, not someone, Aaron.I’m immediately hit with a truckload of ease.“You’re awake,” He sounds relieved. So relieved that a little bit of my heart chips away at the thought of having caused him worry.He’s still dressed in the same clothes as the last time I saw him which mean
Last Updated: 2026-05-26
Chapter: Hospital NewsAaronMy sister slips into the empty seat beside me and hands me a soda can she got from the vending machine at the front desk.My pinky finger twitches at my side but I make no move to procure the can from her fingertips.“Take it.” She urges and when I still don’t make an attempt she pins me with a look I’ve only ever seen her use on her kids.Even though I’m older than her, Ava has always been somewhat of a maternal figure to me. It's always just been both of us for so long, even when Marcus was around. Growing up, whenever I tried to picture our mother’s face, it was Ava’s I saw instead. She always found me at my lowest and was there to pull me back together again, even now.My fingers hover over the can for a moment before I let out a sigh and take it from her.She lets out a sigh of her own and shoves her hand back into the pocket of her coat and redirecting her attention to the sleeping child sprawled across Nikolai’s lap on the other side of the room.“It appears she’s taken
Last Updated: 2026-05-20
Chapter: Hospital VisitsAaron.Elle passes out the second she notices me pointing a gun at her. Well not her, but the asshole straddling her who is now slumped against her body.Anger simmers in my blood as I slide my gun back into its holster and step inside the trashed living room over to my wife. Once I push the bastard's weight off her, I gather my wife’s passed-out body and hold her against my chest.“I’ve got you,” I whisper, moving my hand to cup the back of her head, pressing her face into my neck. “I’ve got you. You’re okay.”She’s okay. She’s okay. She’s here and she’s okay. God, if I were only a second la— I shake my head pushing the dark possibility out of my mind.She’s here. She’s here.Her eyes are closed, cheeks wet like she’s been crying but she’s still alive. My gaze drops to her wrist, where a bruise is now forming.Rage twists in my gut.The sick Bastard. He did this to her. He hurt her.“What the hell happened here?” Nikolai’s thick Russian accent cuts through the silence as he steps in
Last Updated: 2026-05-16
Chapter: The Man at the DoorElle.I believe in taking my mind off the bad when things get worse.It’s a coping mechanism I developed somewhere between childhood and now, born out of simple necessity and the refusal to let dread swallow me whole.I don't always succeed at it but at least I try.It’s been over a week since Neil escaped, and a lot has changed.Aaron is on edge, well, more on edge than usual, which is saying something. He’s barely home, and when he is, he isn’t really here. It's like he's far away, tending to phone calls, following clues and even though I get why, it doesn't mean I like it.He stays out late almost every night, tracking down leads on Neil and Ivy, and each time he comes back empty-handed the silence between us gets a little heavier. It’s almost like they’ve disappeared off the face of the planet, which would be a comfort if I didn’t know any better.People like them don’t just disappear simply because you want them to. They wait. Which is a lot more worrisome.“Something on your min
Last Updated: 2026-05-13
Chapter: The Other ShoeElleLife is absolutely fantastic.No, really I mean it. My husband loves me and I love him. And even better? I told him how I felt and didn't throw up or run away or both.I am on fucking cloud 9 and nothing is going to bring me down. At least that’s what I thought.Until three days later, when I wake up to find my husband speaking rapidly into the phone, it takes me a while to realise he’s speaking English.He ends the call on a harsh “Find them.” Before tossing his phone back on the bed, he swore harshly in a language I don’t understand.“Since when did you know how to speak French?” And why has he never spoken it to me before?He spins around, wild eyes softening as he meets mine.“Baby,” the nickname which usually warms something me from the inside instead today makes my skin prick with worry because that’s the emotion I see on his face as he looks at me.“What’s wrong?” I say, adjusting on the bed so I can cross my legs underneath me.He says nothing, inhaling sharply, while ru
Last Updated: 2026-05-13
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