Novel Web Mafia & Cerita Doctor First-Person POV

Kyda I run away from my husband, I mean ex-husband, with his child in my belly. 2 years have been hell for me. I have been waiting for this. To be free from both the psychotic twins.I swear never to marry and fall into a nightmare again. I will run away far from all of this. But the ghost from the past walks back into life with a threat and, of course, a marriage proposal. He offers to protect my child to sweeten the deal. I am in a dilemma. I can’t decide if I am escaping one hell just to enter another.I will do anything to protect my child even if I have to make a deal with the devil. .I will get back everything that is rightfully mine. Tristan Wolfe is the worst of the monsters, but I will make him my monster. Tristan I saw her from across my friend’s club. She stood out from the crowd even though she was trying hard to hide. But her kind of beauty is challenging to hide. It always attracts a monster, but her bad luck was that she attracted the worst kind of monster—ME.I knew she would be tempting, yet I proceeded with the temptation.I knew her single touch would destroy my sanity. A mistake I would make again and again... even if it cost me everything. That night, I felt the depths of my mistakes. I am obsessed with her. I craved her more than anything.I made the mistake of letting her go once, which I intend to rectify. Kyda Woods, soon to be Kyda Wolfe, will rule this world with me as the queen, and I will be the king bowing to my queen.

"I don't particularly care what you want, Marcelina," Domenico Vitali said flatly. "You walked away carrying something that belongs to me. That makes you mine until I decide otherwise." **** Marcelina never wanted love or marriage. She wanted a baby. After watching her mother disappear piece by piece to a hereditary neurological disorder, she makes a desperate decision. She will have a child before the illness can claim her too. But she will not pass the disorder on. So, she chooses the perfect genetic candidate. Domenico Vitali. Powerful. Untouchable. Dangerous. He was not a man people asked for favors. He was the kind of man they stole from... and prayed they survived. A man Marcelina believed she could use and never see again. One night. One calculated risk. But she was wrong. Because men like Domenico don't just disappear. When he discovers the truth, he calls the shots. "This ends one way," he tells her. "We're getting married." He does not want the baby. He does not want her. But he will rather die than have his blood born a bastard. The longer they are bound together, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Domenico Vitali is not who she thought he was. And as secrets begin to surface, Marcelina starts to question everything. Did she truly trap a devil? Or did she step into a war she never saw coming?

Blurb: "You're going to operate on me, Dottoressa Bianchi. And you're going to make damn sure I live." Damiano Valentini'e voice is low, commanding and terrifying. But as Dr. Alessia Bianchi stands over the infamous Mafia King, her scalpel trembling, she realizes this is no ordinary patient. Damiano is cursed. Bound by an ancient blood pact that keeps him alive, but in torment, barely alive. Every life he takes feeds his power and fractures his soul. A soul now hanging by a thread. Alessia's world is torn apart when her twin brother vanishes during a secret investigation into the deadly Moretti family. Her only lead? Damiano, the man whispered about in both criminal and supernatural circles. She should run. She should fear him. But instead, she's drawn to him... To his shadows, his secrets, and the darkness behind those sliver eyes. As the delve into the Mafia underworld to uncover her brother's fate, Damiano and Alessia must face bloodthirsty enemies, unravel a deadly curse, and resist a magnetic passion that threatens to burn them both. He is the monster she should hate. She is the light he never thought he'd deserve. But together, they maybe the only ones who can survive the storm.

Solenne's life is completely shattered when her charming, fun-loving boyfriend, Vincent, is killed, prompting his cousin Caelum to swear he’ll protect her. Caelum, a ruthless man suddenly thrust into leadership of the families after losing both his cousin and uncle, has no interest in playing bodyguard to the ungrateful girl his cousin foolishly fell for. +++++++++ The room was dark with red hues and a large bed in the center draped in black silk sheets. Caelum's body was over six feet tall and completely bare as he rammed himself violently into a woman he had bent over the edge of the bed. His hand was wrapped in her hair forcing her face into the mattress as she screamed in pleasure. Then he roughly pulled her head back making her screams louder. Caelum's eyes met mine and he began f**king her faster, grunting out his release as I stood there and just watched him dominate every part of her body. I was right, he was a f**king beast and I swear I was not finding it f**king hot. What is wrong with me? I quickly ran from that room and headed straight to mine. That did not just happen.

My father sold me to a mafia don by text message. Nine tomorrow morning. My people will come get you. Eight years building a life he couldn't touch, and it was gone by lunch. Fired from the hospital. A car already waiting downstairs to take me to my fiancé. That night I found a man bleeding out in the alley behind my building. I did what a doctor does. I dug the bullet out of his shoulder on my bathroom floor and never asked his name. The next morning my father's men came for me, and I heard myself lie. "I'm married." Then the stranger walked out of my bathroom, put his arm around my waist like the spot had been his for years, and said it for me. "She is my wife." Three months. No interference with my work. No sex. Nothing illegal with my name on it. Those were my terms. He agreed to all four without blinking. I thought I'd married a soldier. My father laughed and called him a nobody. I found out what I'd married when that same father dropped to his knees on my living room floor — and called him Don Valenti.

“I agreed to treat him before I knew I was meant to kill him.” Dr. Cecilia Vale is a therapist, who has spent years learning how to fix broken minds, not destroy them. But when a powerful socialite offers her a job that could rebuild her ruined career and drag her out of a life she can barely survive. She accepts without asking too many questions. Her newest patient is Jude Martinez. A man feared by many, understood by none. Cold, and dangerously perceptive, Jude is not the kind of man who trusts easily. Yet, within the quiet walls of their therapy sessions, he begins to reveal fragments of himself that no one else has ever seen. And Cecilia finds herself drawn in, despite every instinct warning her to stay away. Because behind the smiles, deep conversations, and chemistry-filled banter, they exchange, there is a truth she cannot escape. Jude’s wife did not hire her to help him. She hired her to kill him. With a poison that leaves no trace and a contract she cannot break, Cecilia is forced to choose between her survival and her conscience. But as the lines between duty and desire begin to blur, the man she was meant to destroy becomes the one person she cannot bear to lose. And in a world built on power, betrayal, and blood, love is not just dangerous. It is fatal.

Ever since he was born, it was clear to Alan Hedger, an undercover spy, that he desired absolute solitude. As a complete workaholic, he made it abundantly clear to himself, and everyone around him, that there was no room for romantic pursuits in his life. Fully dedicated to his job, he did everything in his power to achieve his goal. That was until it demanded something else of him. Put in an impossible situation, an honourable man like himself was forced to deceitfully seek a young doctor's hand in marriage. Hence met the two. When their paths collided, none of them had foreseen that they would fall in love with each other in the near future. But when they did, their worst nightmare came chasing behind them.

After sacrificing eight years for the man she loved, Dr. Ariana is rewarded with betrayal. A chance encounter with Lucian Moretti, the city's most feared mafia king, changes everything. One reckless night binds their fates, but deadly enemies and a painful misunderstanding tear them apart. When destiny reunites them, one question remains: Was I too late?

Camila López never imagined her life would end up in the hands of an Italian mafia boss after her career as a doctor in the United States fell apart. Betrayed by her own fiancé and forced back to Mexico, Camila was instead used as a bargaining chip by her family to save their nearly bankrupt company. Then Luca Vitale arrived, the man she had once met in the United States. An Italian with blue eyes, a body covered in tattoos, and a dangerous aura that made every room feel too small whenever he came near. Luca didn't ask for her consent. He just came to take what had already been promised to him. Including Camila. "I'm not yours," Camila whispered, her breath trembling. Luca stared at her for a long moment before slowly pulling her waist until their bodies pressed together. "Then," he said softly, his Italian accent making Camila's knees go weak, "why does your body tremble every time I touch you?" Camila hated him. But he always knew exactly how to break down her defenses. Luca's touch was too hot. His kisses were too intoxicating, and his obsessive gaze slowly made Camila afraid of herself. Because the longer she stayed in Italy, the more she started to enjoy the sin named Luca Vitale. As hatred turned into passion, Camila had to choose run from the Italian mafia or drown in his obsession along with him.