Dangerous Love Drama Novels & Stories

His power over her was terrifying, and she didn't know how much more she could endure. As night fell, she lay on the bed, her mind replaying the events of the day. The shattered photo, Dante's fury, his unsettling demand—it all haunted her. She couldn’t shake the image of the beaten man from her mind, his eyes filled with a silent plea. She needed to stay strong, to find a way out of this nightmare. But the more she learned about Dante, the more dangerous he seemed. She couldn’t trust anyone here, not even the maids. She was alone, trapped in a house full of shadows and secrets.

' 'Acceptable is a strong word for eggs that have never poisoned anyone. She set down her fork and looked at him across the island. This man who had made her sign a contract in a lawyer's office and who was now arguing about scrambled eggs in his kitchen on a Wednesday morning after their wedding. The distance between those two moments was the distance of a whole life, compressed into just over a year. 'I love you,' she said. He looked at her. He said it back, simply and directly, the way he had been saying it since the morning of the bad eggs months ago, without qualification and without the sense that the words cost him more than they were worth.

he murmured, eyefucking her entire body. She inhaled deeply and opened her eyes, and his blue orbs met hers. Scarlett wanted to be fucked by him now that he was entirely exposed in front of her and Scarlett was feeling his body with her hands; they were basically just fuck buddies. Scarlet's father was Damien's business partner, and she is a well-known model. She fell in love with his looks at first sight, or desire, and ventured to propose a deal to him at a party held by her father, despite knowing how dangerous he is. Surprisingly, he agreed.

He didn’t even think he could feel this way around a woman, his Princess has managed to secure a hold in his heart and she was squeezing every drop of emotion from him. Dianne struggled to control her breathing, oh, she had it bad, she started out trying to seduce him and somehow the table turned on her, she didn’t even know who was seducing whom, all she knew was that, she had never felt this way before and she was starting to like it, she exhaled, feeling sated, she could easily get addicted to this. She felt safe in his arms, she closed her eyes, knowing fully well nothing would happen to her in his care.

You open the document and see a guy dressed in a black suit and sunglasses. His hair is devilish brown and by his body structure, you could see that the guy is in good shape. "Who is this guy?" Jack asked the manager. "He is your next mission. His name is Nicholas Romano. Nicholas is one of the most dangerous bakery magnates in town. And when I say the most dangerous, I mean the most dangerous." Till today, Nicholas has killed over 100 people, some of them belong to other Mafias, and some of them belong to his Mafia"

"I'm sorry, by the way. For being angry that you called him. If you hadn't..." "He would have missed her birth," I finished. "I know. And I'd do it again." "Even knowing how dangerous he might be?" I glanced at the chair where Damien had sat all night, holding his daughter like she was made of spun glass, tears in his eyes every time she made a sound. "I think," I said slowly, "that maybe the most dangerous thing about Damien Knight isn't that he'll hurt you. It's that he might actually love you. And love makes people do crazy things."

"She's not your girlfriend, psycho." Something dangerous and emotional flashed across Dante's face, like the reminder had physically hurt him. Ariana stepped between them instantly before things turned catastrophic. "Enough." Dante's gaze dropped to her immediately, he looked furious, burning with rage, but listening. Only to her. "You need to calm down," she said firmly. His chest rose sharply once, and then he leaned closer, close enough for only her to hear. "You let him touch you." Ariana stared at him in disbelief. "You are INSANE." "No." His voice dropped lower, rougher. "I'm trying very hard not to be."

“We survive. Together. No matter what. Ava’s fingers threaded through his hair, her body trembling, the heat between them undeniable, dangerous, and exhilarating. “Always,” she whispered back. And as the garage fell silent again, the shadow of what was coming stretched long and dark across the concrete floor. Because in their world, love was dangerous, desire was lethal, and survival had a price higher than they could yet imagine. The next attack, the next betrayal, and the next passionate collision between danger and desire was already waiting.

Dangerous. The candlelight flickered. And somewhere deep inside him— Something that might have once been love… Shifted into something far more dangerous. ---

She would be a good mother to Sebastian, a perfect wife for a man in his position. And she would never challenge him the way Nicole had. Never make him question himself, never push him beyond his carefully constructed boundaries. She would love him safely, predictably, without the dangerous intensity that had consumed him with Nicole. Perhaps that was what he needed. Perhaps obsession masquerading as love was too dangerous for a man with his responsibilities, his secrets. Timothy reached for the box, feeling its weight in his palm. "Victoria," he said carefully, "if we do this, there can be no more games. No more manipulation. No more using other people as pawns."