Novels by Naughty Quills

.DIEGO'S POVI should have known better than to covet what wasn’t mine. I’d lived by that rule for years and honored it, but I didn’t, and now I was knee-deep in a mess as Richard’s words replayed in a continuous loop in my mind. Alighting from the car, I was met with Dante’s hard stare, his back leaned against the frame of the main door as I approached. “I don’t want to hear it. My day has been worse. I’ll snap your neck, brother, if you fucking cause a hassle,” I warned through gritted teeth, making a mental reminder to move into another safe house of mine as fast as I could, as soon as a sweep check had been made on the estate. “This is insane,” he spat furiously, anger recoiling within him in waves. “She’s not yours to keep. Please, brother, think,” Dante urged me. I’d always been the sensible one, the alert brother. Not anymore. “I’ve had enough of these talks. Let me go. I won’t say a word because I do respect you, Dante, but don’t fucking push me,” I warned again in a

DIEGO’S POV.The house is wrong.Not in a way most people would notice — but I’m not most people. I’ve lived in this space long enough to feel the shift in its bones. The maids glance up only long enough to register me, then drop their eyes like the floor’s suddenly fascinating. One of the guards at the main hall nods, stiff and too fast. There’s a half-drunk glass of water abandoned on the console table in the hall.Little things. But they add up.Something’s happened.And it’s sitting under my skin now, restless, coiled. I keep my expression blank as I move deeper inside — my walk unhurried, my hands in my pockets — but every nerve is on alert.The lounge is dim, lit only by the muted glow of the lamp in the corner and the silver wash of moonlight through the tall windows. The curtains sway in the breeze, and the air smells faintly of the night — cool, clean, with a trace of something floral drifting in from the gardens.She’s there.Isabella.She’s curled into the corner of the cou

ISABELLA’S POV.Luca’s been sulking all damn night.Not the kind of sulking you can call cute, or brush off with a kiss and a joke. His is darker, heavier. The kind that coils in the corner like a predator and waits for you to walk into its jaws.He’s alone, sitting in the farthest shadowed booth of the club, back against the wall, cigarette smoldering low between two fingers. The bass of the music vibrates through the floor, but around him there’s this… stillness. Like the room knows better than to disturb him.I watch him for a moment from across the room. The sharp cut of his jaw. The way the dim light catches in his dark eyes. He’s not looking at anyone — especially not me. Which is a problem, because Luca *always* looks at me.I straighten my shoulders and make my way over, each step deliberate, my heels slicing the silence between beats. When I stop in front of him, I don’t ask if I can sit. I slide into the booth beside him, close enough that my thigh brushes his.“Luca,” I mur

.ANTONIO’S POVNico and I fucked.I didn’t hate a moment of it, and really, it spoke volumes about me. I was still bound to Maccini, I had a greed gnawing at me. I refused to sign those divorce papers. I refused to let Maccini go. Yet here I was, wrapped in Nico’s arms, cuddling and smooching.Tension snapped into me as sudden realization dawned on me… this wasn’t going how I thought it would. Yes, I wanted to fuck him as much as he wanted to fuck me. We’d gone at it all night and morning, I’d lost count. I figured it was well past noon.Slowly I reached for my phone, checking the time to realize it was way past four in the evening. A message popped. I’m right on cue and every fibre in me froze… my blood had stopped circulation.I blinked, once, twice… fuck duck fuck.“Shit,” I cursed, pulling myself away from Nico’s grasp. Then he jolted awake suddenly.“Where are you going? What’s going on?” Nico asked, sitting up immediately.“Go back to sleep, I had something I forgot to switch o

MACCINI'S POVThe door squeaked open, the thrumming music from the clubhouse filling straight into the room as I glanced in its direction.“Well shut the door, the noise is making me sick,” I blurted out, irritated, giving a cold shiver before turning back towards the bottle on the shelf. I grabbed it, heading to the couch to slouch deeper into it, ignoring Luca’s stares lingering on me.He shut the door before making his way in, casually glancing around and fuming beneath his breath.“Didn’t hide well enough? I knew you’d come sniffing around. And I guess it was obvious I didn’t want visitors.” I groaned, hating how I’d been disturbed. I lifted the tip of the glass to my lips to meet with Luca’s deadly glare. Scoffing, I slammed the cup back against the table with a frustrated huff.“The fuck do you want, Luca? Say whatever it is you need to and be gone already,” I spoke, not minding my harshness or the anger laced into my words.“For starters, while you’ve been sulking here, your hu

NICOLAI'S POVThis was it. Maybe I hadn’t gotten his heart yet, but seeing how he’d succumbed tonight was the go-ahead I needed. I’ll just let him get addicted to my body first, and then I could finally trap him, have him tangled in every web I casted for him.My body thrummed with absolute pleasure as we both walked towards the wall. He pressed his back against it and I leaned closer, savoring every knot of his lips as he rocked forward. Every place we touched, I felt more. I wanted more. I’d never felt so alive like I did at this moment—even when I knew he belonged to someone else.Maccini gave up on him, not the other way around. He was a fool to have lost something like that. I’d do whatever it was that it took to keep pushing. I would never give up on Antonio. Maccini should’ve murdered me when he got the chance.“I want in… now, baby.” My voice sounded strained, husky and hella sexy. Antonio nodded, turning his back towards the wall as my cock glided between his ass cheeks.“Fuc

The best bet I had at the moment was making sure he fell asleep before I walked out if the shower or else he wouls torture me with lots of questions b4 I could leave the house. And it was just as I had anticipated, he had fallen asleep although it did take a little while, I wriggled into a dry cloth slowly and gently without making a single nose tip toed past him before making my way towards the river bank. “You know I don't like waiting for ciara” the man seated and waiting for me had spoken, I took slow steps towards him before planting. Sofft kiss on his lips. “I had to wait for Trevor to fall asleep and I need to return back before he wakes up” I explained to him. I couldn't see through his face, he had a mask on but I was relieved when his lips melted against mine once more. “It's, you know how to ease up on me, what's out to be done?” He asked and I sent him money, a message settled on his phone he checked through it before smirking. “I'll balance up when the job

“This is all about simone, isn't it? You want her now, don't you?” I retorted, he said nothing except pass me and headed toward the . “Let this be the last time you'll play such jokes on me; don't drag me down along with you, and don't test my patience; one day I might really hit you. This would be my warning to you, Ciara; you really don't want to get on my bad side.” Trevor warned before storming out of the room, leaving me to myself. I swallowed hard before crashing into the sofa. Anger devoured me, yet I couldn't say anything back to him. I screamed out loud yelling at the top of my lungs pissed down to the core. I couldn't lose Trevor to simone; I had seen the look in his eyes; I couldn't allow it; I can't let it happen; I had lost everything I had to her already. I stared blankly at the ceiling before an idea struck a grin crawled up the sides of my lips as soon as I picked up my phone. “Meet me by the river bank tonight. I have something to tell you." I sent the message

I stormed towards the podium, and I could hear my mother's heated, lingering gaze on me. “I am sorry we delayed you all; there has been an issue, but I come here now to say things have been sorted, as you all know should have been my sister's spot, but she had delayed for long and eventually reached out to me that she wouldn't be coming and asked that I fill her shoes," I announced. Low murmurs erupted amongst the crowd and jeers. I felt an arm thug at mine; it was my mother; she pulled me away from the podium for a moment, and I could see how angry she was. “What do you think you are up to, ciara?” She asked. “What am I up to? or why have you been stalking? You really have a lot of faith in her, don't you? Well, look around; do you see her anywhere around? She is not coming mother, your darling daughter has no interest in any of this, so please stay out of my way. Would you rather none of your daughters take the pack and give it to a stranger? You wouldn't have a single power

"Yes, Giovanni, I have to leave; I really cannot miss the burial; we would be late if we don't leave now” I added in, but then the frown on his face bothered me. “We were attacked last night, Simone; you were injured , you almost died.” I watched as he spoke; almost dying seemed to be an exaggeration, but I knew he was keen on putting my safety first. “I know you are worried, but this is one thing I know I have to do; please, we would be fine, but do this for me.” I pleaded, boring my eyes into his; he held up a brief silence before finally nodding in response. “I'm sure ciara is behind this.” .. ciara's pov “How much longer do we have to wait for her? She might not be interested; we can't keep pushing off the event all for her.'' I argued with a scowl yet mother looked unwavering, and she was beginning to piss me off—why was she always doing special favors for simone? She wouldn't delay by a minute if I was the one who ran late, but since it was her most esteemed beloved pre

I moaned into the kiss and he left, leaving me wanting more. Something about his movement and arrangement was wrong, but he asked me to trust him, and I knew that was just what I would do. * “Simone, come along; we have a long way to go.” Giovanni called out for the fourth time. I finally tied the best knot to my top before sprinting after him. He had a look on his face and smiled as we headed down the garage. I settled into the tucked in my belt, but then I realized Ivan was nowhere round. “Ivan? Is he coming along?” I asked hastily. “And who will be in charge of the pack when I'm gone?” he asked in a sarcastic tone and I giggled at how cute he acted at the moment; it was indeed nice to see a new part of him. “We have to be discreet; it's a long drive, and we wouldn't want to draw much attention to ourselves, so let's get going.“ He ignited the engine, and the drive began,we made small talk. I felt my heart getting filled to the brim. This was all I wanted—enough time to spen

Pain flashed across his face, recollection of every word he’d spoken to me weighing on his mind. But as soon as his lips parted to speak, I yanked at the door knob, storming out of the room before I shattered whatever healing shreds of my heart were left again. .. Simone's pov A light yawn eased through my lips as soon as I pushed my eyes open. I rolled around in bed, a smile stretched on my lips as soon as I recalled the previous night. “Giovanni?” I called out, but he wasn't in bed and didn't seem to be in the bathroom either, immediately I got worked up,why wasn't he around?. Did it perhaps have something to do with our sex last night? Did he think of it as a mistake? Did he wake up only to regret sharing the same bed with me?. All sorts of negative thoughts seeped into my mind, but then I knew I needed to gather every positive mindset I could take. I waited for a few more minutes in bed with my eyes lingering against the door, hoping he would make his way in any moment afte