First-Person POV 網路小說與 Agent MxM 故事

BOOK #2 MARINOS' MAYHEM SERIES A large, strong hand grabbed Jayce by the neck, slamming him face-first into the wall. A weight pressed against his back, pinning him in place, while a thick cock pressed against his ass. A thick, husky voice groaned into his ear. "You have three seconds to decide: be mine, or die with them?" "Please, please don't make me choose," Jayce pleaded, feeling his life flash before his eyes. "One. Two..." Jayce gritted his teeth when he felt a hand pulling his pants down, leaving his ass bare. "I can't be with you, Renato," he yelled, fighting for dominance. "My duty is to bring you down, not to fall for you." Renato grinned, biting down on his ear. "Nothing ever stops me from getting what I want, Sweetcheeks. So, what's it going to be?" * •—• * What do you get when you mix work, pleasure, and affection together? Jayce Beckett, desperately in need of the bonus pay to fund his nephew's surgery, took over an undercover task to bring down the most dangerous mafia organization in New York City. The task seemed easy, or so he thought. What would he do when his cover got blown and the only way to survive was to date the mafia boss who had eyes for him? He either had to fall in love or get buried by Renato Marino, the infamous mafia boss who was known for not giving anyone a second chance.

When Japheth, a secret police agent is assigned to spy on the son of the biggest mafia don in Miami, he has no choice but to disguise himself as a professor and infiltrate his school to get more information. What started as an investigation turned into deeper conversations, sneaky kisses, and brain-shutting nights together. Japheth never thought he was into boys, until he met the one who made him question everything he had believed in. Until he met Aaron.

“I know you want me in jail, but I want you in my bed.” Every man and woman Ángel meets disappears. Their severed finger arrives first, like a pretty little Christmas gift, wrapped in silk and presented in box filled with silent promises from his stalker. Castle, Mafia heir. Executioner. Obsessed beyond reason. He doesn’t send threats. He sends bodies. Because no one touches what belongs to him. No one tastes what he’s claimed. And if they try? They bleed for it. At sixteen, Ángel Di Cristina lost everything. His father—an FBI agent—was closing in on the Mafia when a brutal massacre left his parents dead. But that night, one masked man went rogue. He killed his own allies, marked Ángel with a scar, and disappeared. For years, Ángel hunted him. And now, he’s closer than ever. But Castle doesn’t play by rules. He never had. What he wanted, he got. He bends Ángel, fills his whole life with the thought of him. He whispers filthy things against his throat while pressing a knife to his pulse. Run? Hide? Fight? Useless. Because Castillo doesn’t just want to own Ángel. He wants to ruin him. And the worst part? Ángel is ready to let him.

Synopsis The organization gave me three months to destroy the Blackwood brothers. I only needed three weeks. Alexander Blackwood was the cold, calculating heir to a billion-dollar empire. Adrian, his twin, ruled the city's brutal underground. Together, they were untouchable. My mission was simple: infiltrate their lives, earn their trust, and turn them against each other. And I succeeded. Or so I thought. Because the moment the brothers began fighting over the secrets I'd planted between them, I discovered the truth. They knew I was a spy. They had known from the beginning. Then I became pregnant. Suddenly, my organization wanted me captured, the Blackwood brothers wanted me protected, and someone else wanted my unborn child. But why? As fragments of my forgotten past begin surfacing, I realize the mission I was given was never what it seemed. I wasn't sent to destroy the Blackwood brothers. I was sent to them. And now, the only people who can protect me may be the two men I was ordered to destroy.

“Because you’re my husband.” I stared at Evans Moretti like he had finally lost his mind. Evans was my biggest rival, the man I had spent years trying to destroy. So waking up in a hospital and discovering that we were supposedly married was the last thing I expected. Apparently, I had lost an entire year of my memories. And Evans had all the answers. A wedding ring on my finger. Photographs of us together. A villa filled with my belongings. A phone containing a life I couldn’t remember living. Everything screamed that Evans was telling the truth. Except my instincts. Because I knew this man. And I knew he was lying. What I didn’t know was that Evans was hiding the truth about the year I had forgotten. The year I fell in love with my enemy. The year my parents died. The year Evans shot me in the head. And if I remember everything, I won’t just lose my husband. I might kill him.