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By the fifth year of my marriage to James Hill, he began pretending to be his late twin brother, the late Don of the family. With that, he took over all of a Don’s duties and the role of my sister-in-law, Hilary’s husband. Every time after he slept with her, he would cut his arm open, kneel before me, and beg for forgiveness. “Pia, you’re the only woman I’ve ever loved. Once Hilary gives birth to the heir and secures her position, I’ll fake my death and come back for you.” He told me his twin brother had died saving him, so he had to fulfill his brother’s last wish. During the year he pretended to be his brother, James slept with Hilary ninety-nine times. After a full year, Hilary finally gave birth to the family’s heir. I truly believed James would fake his death as promised, then take our son and me away from this bloody life. However, I saw him with Hilary in his arms, teasing the tiny baby she carried. “Hilary, I’ll stay with you and our child until he’s ready to take over as the next Don.” Silently, I wiped my tears and went back to my room to pack my suitcase. My son saw me crying and ran into my arms, gently wiping away my tears with his little hands. “Ma, Aunt Hilary already had her baby. Why isn’t Papa coming home yet?” I placed my clothes into the suitcase as I told him softly, “Because he doesn’t want us anymore. But don’t be sad, sweetheart. I will build us a home.” If James wanted to raise an heir, then I would return to North Atlantis’s most powerful mafia family, take my rightful place as my father’s heir, and become the Godmother of the Mafia.

( Dark Romance 18 + ) "You loved to get hard right! Is it only by me or do you have desire to get by some random."- He husked in a seductive tone. Your heart squeezed inside your chest hearing his venomous words. A tear escaped from your eye. He bought his finger and wipeed the escaped tear from your eye. "Why don't you want? So you want only my d** inside you. Yea!! That is why you are only mine, mine to have, mine to Fu**.Right?”- His grips around your waist become tight earning a small gasp. "Why are you wasting your precious tears like this when you know how much you need for the next hour."- His voice resonated. She looked at him with empty eyes; some time it amazed her that at what extents can someone hates other. Again another tear rolled down from her green eyes, his each word breaking her heart into million pieces. "You know right? I have never disappointed you while we are in my room; I have tried in every possible way to satisfy you on my bed and besides I gave you my words that…” He thrusted his face closer to me, and gritted his teeth, “…I will make your life a living hell.” Tears were streaming from her eyes. Her heart , her soul, her body he tainted everything with no shame no regret. This was the life she was living for the past two years only to hope that one day everything will be alright, but that day never come and now she had doubt will it ever be. Without another word he lifted her in his strong arms and his dark blue eyes seemed to penetrate the very depths of her soul. “So let's get you in my room, hmm.”

"How about you get yourself involve with that?" He asked, pointing towards the big truck coming from a distance. She widened her eyes in horror. She couldn't believe what she just heard or, maybe she misunderstood him?- She thought. "W... Wh... What did you just say?" She asked again in a shaking voice. Tears welled up in her eyes. "What I'm trying to say is, get yourself hit by that fucking truck! Get into a coma for so many months without waking up! Whatever you choose to do after getting hit by that truck, do the fucking damn thing and don't ever appear before me again!" He bursted angrily. "Yo... You want me to die just because you don't want me as your wife?" Tears begin to flow down her cheeks. She felt betrayed. She thought, he liked her considering how he has been treating her for the past few months of being together. She thought, everything was genuine between them not until, she overheard his discussion with his friends on their- WEDDING DAY!! "He was only using her for his own benefit." Those were the words she heard him say. She was devastated, she couldn't believe she was used by the man she is deeply in love with for almost a year. Despite claiming her as his in their fake marriage, yet, she wasn't given the love, respect and care she craves from her husband. Kenneth later realizes his mistakes but it seems to be too late for him. Only one thing in Alice's mind; SHE CAN'T TRUST HIM! ********** After being trained to become a female Mafia, Alice Anderson was suddenly considered to be an ideal wife to her boss's son, Kenneth Domanco? A dangerous Mafia leader whose eyes glint with wickedness, the air around him reeks of danger.

“Now take your bastard daughter and get out of my sight! If you ever step foot into this mansion again, you will die!” Elsa Boseman’s thunderous voice sounded all over the room. Her lips quivered as the tears streamed down her cheek freely. “No..mother in-law, please! I’m innocent!” She cried from the floor where she was kneeling before Elsa Boseman. “Leave, you slut! Take this bastard and get out of this place!” She heard Mrs Taiwo’s voice and her tears increased. “Guards! Guards! Take her out!” Dotun's provoking voice sounded all over the room. “No..I’m innocent, please don’t throw me out! Mother in-law!” She cried as she rushed over to Elsa Boseman. “No.. mother, I have nowhere to go!” She cried as she knelt before the two women. She was pulled up by the guards along with her daughter who was still crying uncontrollably. As she struggled with the men, she took a glance at Daren who was sitting dejectedly on the long couch with his head bowed. “My love, I'm innocent! Please don’t let them throw me out! Daren!” She shouted with her full strength but he remained silent and didn’t look in her direction. ** The rumbling of thunder could be heard as the rain continued to pour down mercilessly. Her lips continued to quiver and her body trembled as she wrapped her one year old daughter in her bosom. She thought of everything happening in her life at the moment. She had been accused, betrayed and rejected by the family she had worshiped all through the years. She looked at her daughter who was now sleeping peacefully in her arms and she sighed. “I will make them pay,” she said as flashes of lightning appeared in the sky.

He is close yet so far! He was right, he is not mine. How can he be when he is going to marry her in a few minutes ? Why did it felt like we were meant to be ? Why wasn't I able to stop myself from loving him ? Why is it paining so much ?! My heart is tearing apart and he is not even fazed by my tears. What an irony ?! The man who wiped my worries, my tears away is the reason for my heartache now. Why can't he love me back ? Why ? “It’s okay. He is not meant to be yours. What's yours will find you. My brother doesn't deserve you. Don't waste your precious tears on him. Allah knows everything. . Trust him.” his sister and my cousin whispers passing a sad smile. It's time for his marriage. Asmara had given her consent, now it's his turn to accept her, his wife. “Mir Mustafa Ahwaan son of Aqib Ahwaan, do you accept Asmara Ahmed daughter of Yousuf Ahmed as your wife ?” he looked up, his dark brown orbs clashed with mine. There was some uncertainty and sadness looming inside them, just like mine. I pleaded him to say no, but looked like he won’t falter from his decision. Looking into my eyes he replied, ‘I do’, three times, taking her as his wife. He accepted her as his, but his gaze is not faltering from my face. He took his decision and now it's my turn. I will go from here and free myself from pain. I smiled at him as a treacherous tear leaked out of my eye but I quickly wiped it and stood up to leave. It's not over for Maria Ahwaan. It's just the beginning of new chapter in my life!

Prologue : •"Im sorry, put the gun down" I say afraid, looking pleadingly into his eyes. " This gun?" He asks. "What if I don't want to?" he continues to ask as he cocks the gun. At this point I can feel tears start to form in my eyes. "Ad-Adri....pl-ease st-st-stop" I shakingly beg him "Stop what baby?" "Tell me what I should stop" he asks feigning confusion as he begins to slide the gun along my cheek, dragging it slowly from my temple all the way down to my lips. I'm so scared by what he's doing that I just start sobbing unable to hold my tears back any longer "Shh-shh-shh don't cry" he mockingly coos into my ear his breath fanning my skin. "What will you do for me if I stop?" "Any-anything, just just st-stop,ok" I hurriedly reply "Anything! Lucky me" he exclaims "hmm, I've got to think about this one" "Hmm? Oh I've got it" he continues as I nervously swallow wondering what he will ask of me.• □ This book is set in two timelines, the present day and 3 years ago. □ meet: Adriano Valencia Accused of Arms dealing, Drug distribution, Murder and possible mafia ties. 3 years ago the girl he loved betrayed him and almost destroyed him but, now he's hunting for her. Meet: Klara Davis She was just an innocent highschool student until Adriano showed up and ruined her life. And now almost 3 years later the he's back and more dangerous than ever, but what he doesn't know is that Klara's changed to. By Kerry Kerry **WARNING: THIS BOOK IS FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE 18+ **contains explicit language, profanity, extreme violence and sexual situations as well as some dark romance themes that sensitive readers may find disturbing! Reader discretion is advised.

Feeling throats dry, restless, immense headache her head was hung low, she was completely dehydrated since someone kept her in this dark cozy cell, she didn't have anything for the last 30 hours. Suddenly she heard a heavy footstep, she heard her own screaming till now, she felt with and every passing time the sound of the footstep become closer, with so curiosity she lifted her head she also wants to know who was that fucker has the audacity to lock her here. She couldn't see clearly his face as slightly moonlight peeked through the ventilator giving her glimpse of his side profile, she can see his face curved in devilish smile witnessing her messy state. But it didn't break her strength, her willpower. "Who the fuck are you.. Show me your face you .." She yelled, heavily breathing. Angry tears escaped from her already exhausted eyes. "Whoww!! Feisty ha...I must say Scott is right you are such a wild cat...it will be so much fun to play with you..." *** Sera was a bright girl from her childhood, she was the daughter of one of the most famous lawyer of the city. She was rebel don't bow her head in front of enemy no matter what it takes. Her father was her life line, she will wipe the face off if anyone had tried to say one wrong words against her father. One night she got kidnapped by one of the enemy of her father and from that day her life got completely went upside down. What happen when a sadistic bast** heartless monster meet one of the most stubborn brave girl? What happen when attraction turns into vicious obsession? Hear break, bloods spill and tears with so much sinful actions … Stay tuned for the sinful journey…

Extract. " Why are you here?" She asked, staring out the window. She has refused to face him since he entered the room, treating him as if he were a ghost. She was a ghost to everyone but not to him and she wondered why. " Came to see you. Did I come at a bad time?" He asked. With a crooked sigh, she finally turned to face him, revealing a tear streaked face. Anger rose in him. Moving towards him, she muttered through gritted teeth. " Every time is a bad time Ray, don't you understand that?" " I understand if you're angry, I can always come see you tomorrow..." She cut him off. " I don't want you to come see me tomorrow or the day after that! I need you to leave me alone! Stop trying to help me Ray, we both know it's not going to work. I wonder why you even bother. Just go away!" " Why do you keep pushing me away?! I want to help you, why won't you let me?" " Because it's of no use. No one can help me Ray, not even you. And you trying is going to hurt the both of us! Even more than we can ever imagine." She spat, tears clouding in her eyes again. She was always crying and frowning. Never smiled. He never thought she knew what it felt like to smile. " But I love you! I freaking do! Why can't you understand and let me stay?" He yelled, shaking her, tears forming in his eyes at the one girl he loved but keeps pushing him away. " Then hate me. If you truly love me Ray... You would hate me." She growled, staring deep into his eyes. Giving him a choice, to hate or love her...

The sound of the liquor bottle breaking echoed against the walls of that room, making her flinched. She gazed into those intoxicated piercing green eyes hovering over her. "Leave from my room right now, Damien," her sapphire orbs filled with tears of terror, whereas her grip tightened on the towel covering her wet bare body but the person before her didn't follow her words. A shiver ran down her spine when he placed his both palms on the glass door behind her, caging her completely. "We will talk tomorrow when you will be sober up but please leave now," she attempted to push him away but her body froze when he pinned both of her wrists above her head, resulting in the towel slipping from her body. Her naked body trembled, both in fear and cold but the blazing rage in those bloodshed green eyes flamed up her being. She tried to wiggle out from his hold until…. "Do you still love him, Zia?" His question stabbed inside her heart like a dagger. Her tears of fear turned into anger. After she submitted every single inch of her to him last night, he was still asking her that question. "What if I said, yes…I still love Dylan then?" She challenged him but immediately hissed in pain when he dug his fingers in her tender skin. "Then I will kill him right in front of you," his cavernous voice husked against her lips but his words glossed her eyes more. How can he be so cruel that he didn't hesitate before thinking about killing his own brother? Her heart clenched when he pressed his lips against her and whispered those words in her mouth. "Because I will be the only person to ruin you in my love, Zia Damien Karlson,"

“I don't want any trouble, Easton.” She breathed. But he only stepped closer, running his fingers on her cheeks slowly as a smirk stretched the side of his mouth, “Well, that's too damn bad because I want to see you in trouble. I want to see you in pain until you're nothing but a shell in a body.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she held back a sob, her throat was dry as she asked the question that was burning in her chest, “Do you hate me that much?” Seeing her tears made something in him shift but he quickly recovered. He took a few steps back and tucked his hands in his pockets before finding her gaze again, “That would make me too kind. What I feel for you isn't hate, Scarlet. It's deeper than that, but most importantly, I want to make you pay for ruining my life and taking my brother from me.” ……….. They say opposites attract, and for them, it was love at first sight. But love wasn’t enough to keep them together when fate tore them apart. She left him, convinced it was the only way to protect him. He believed she abandoned him out of cold-heartedness, and love for money. Blaming her for his brother’s tragic accident. For five long years, he’s harbored a fierce bitterness, a desire for revenge so intense it’s reshaped him, hardening his heart to ice. Now she’s back—stronger, wiser, but still haunted by the shadows of their past. And he’s waiting, ready to make her pay for what he believes she stole from him. She takes his anger, thinking it’s because she left, unaware of the deeper wound that fuels his wrath. But what happens when the truth finally comes out?