Don't Mind

I am a top-notch surgeon. But when my ex-boyfriend —— now the Don of the Blackwood family —— was brought to the hospital injured, even the head nurse advised me against taking the case. Everyone said the Dante Blackwood despised me. Because three years ago—the last time we met—I took off my engagement ring and handed it back to him, then got into the car of Dominic, the Don of Mercer family. But I still put on my white coat and walked in. Not only walked in—I pressed my hand right against his stomach without a shred of hesitation. Before the punch came, it was the killing intent in his eyes. "I told you. Touch me one more time, and I'll break every bone in your body." The interns outside the door were all holding their breath for my safety. I adjusted my gold-rimmed glasses and let out a helpless smile. But the moment I undid the buttons of his shirt, even though his mouth told me to get out, his body couldn't help but tense up.

Arealis City's elite wolf packs have a secret—the head of the Ferguson family, Evan Ferguson, worships his wife but also has affairs with other women. He treats them like princesses and satisfies all their desires. He only has one rule—they must never allow his wife to learn about the affairs. After all, she was the one who'd nursed him for three years after his family had betrayed him. She'd even gone on the run with him for 48 days, almost giving her life to restore him to his rightful place in his family. Evan's newest lover is bolder than everyone else, though. She brazenly taunts me, emboldened by his feelings for her. "You're just a weak human, Ms. Castillo. I bet you can't endure such intense intimacy, right? Last night, Evan told me I gave him a thrill he's never felt before. Look at all the love bites he's left on me!" It's then that I realize I have no choice but to believe the man who once loved me with all his heart has changed. His love for me is no longer untainted. I pack my things and prepare to leave. When I turn around, I see a 17-year-old Evan looking at me pleadingly. "That's not me, Bella. Don't leave me."

Ich war seit drei Jahren mit Alexander verheiratet. Jeder fürchtete seine Rücksichtslosigkeit, doch er war immer unglaublich sanft zu mir. Aber seit Elena vor sechs Monaten während eines Schusswechsels eine Kugel für ihn abgefangen hatte, änderte sich alles. Er sagte immer, sie sei verletzt worden, um ihn zu retten, also musste ich verständnisvoll sein. Auf dem prestigeträchtigsten Gala des Familienclans kam mein Mann – der Don, Alexander – mit seiner Sekretärin Elena an seiner Seite. An ihrer Brust prangte das Rubin-Brosche, das die Position der Donna der Familie symbolisierte. „Elena hat eine Kugel für mich abgefangen. Sie mochte die Brosche, also habe ich ihr erlaubt, sie eine Weile zu tragen. Trotzdem bist du die einzige Donna hier. Versuche, ein wenig Klasse zu zeigen.“ Ich widersprach ihm nicht. Ich zog einfach meinen Ehering ab und zog die Scheidungsunterlagen heraus: „Da sie den Ring so sehr mag, soll sie ihn doch behalten. Ebenso diesen Platz neben dir. Den gebe ich auch auf.“ Alexander unterschrieb ohne zu zögern, ein kaltes Lächeln auf seinem Gesicht. „Welcher manipulative Trick spielst du jetzt? Du bist ein Waisenkind, von deiner Familie getrennt, du wirst keine drei Tage auf Sicily überleben. Ich warte darauf, dass du zurückkommst und mich anflehst.“ Ich zog ein verschlüsseltes Satellitentelefon hervor, das ich seit drei Jahren nicht mehr benutzt hatte. Alexander wusste nicht, dass ich eigentlich die jüngste Tochter der ältesten Mafia-Familie in Europa war. Doch meine Familie und Alexanders waren seit jeher Feinde. Um ihn zu heiraten, hatte ich meinen Namen geändert und sogar den Kontakt zu meinem Vater und meinen Brüdern abgebrochen. Der Anruf wurde verbunden. Ich atmete tief ein und flüsterte: „Papa, ich bereue es. Schick jemand, um mich in zwei Wochen abzuholen.“

When Adrian and I broke up, he knelt outside my door all night. When I finally agreed to get back together, he lit a bonfire in the main hall, invited the elders to witness it, and swore I would become his Luna. Then, right at the finish line of a racetrack, he hauled a trembling, sobbing blonde girl out of the “trophy,” draped his jacket over her shoulders, and turned gentle like he’d become a different man. He looked back at me and said, “Ann, don’t make a scene. She ended up like this because of us.” The next day, he said I should atone by pack law, kneel inside a vow circle drawn with salt and silver powder, and endure my wolf soul’s backlash under the moonlight. Later, he threw me into the basement she used to live in, forced me to survive the way she did, forced me to lower my head and apologize. What he didn’t know was that there was a little pup in my belly. And I wasn’t going to tell him. I’d wait until he was most off guard, slide the divorce papers in front of him, let him sign them with his own hand, then vanish cleanly and absolutely, with my child.

When Alora Marino gets involved in the mafia after making one fateful decision, her bland and ordinary life changes completely. She rescues the younger brother of a mafia Don, Dante Bellini, and soon after finds herself stuck in a dangerous game. Torn between her vows as a nurse and the seducing figure of Dante, Alora lives in a mix of dangerous surroundings where new enemies seem to rise everyday. As threats increase, Alora’s choices will not only impact her, but also the people she cares about. Will Alora make the tough choice between love and loyalty? Or will she run for the hills to save herself?

All of Italy knew Kayson Moretti was obsessed with me. He was the untouchable Don of the Moretti family, a man who never lost control in public, yet he broke every rule for me. He declared his love at a gathering of the most powerful mafia families in the country, then bought an entire private island just to build me a glass-domed garden when he proposed. For years, he laid the world at my feet—power, jewels, territory, status. If I wanted something, Kayson didn’t promise it. He made it mine. That was why everyone believed I was the luckiest woman in Italy. They were wrong. Because the same man who swore he would die for me was sleeping with his private secretary behind my back. Worse, he got her pregnant. The day she sent me her ultrasound, their bed photos, and every intimate secret she thought would destroy me, I didn’t cry. I didn’t beg. I didn’t confront him. Instead, I erased every trace I had ever left in his world. My name. My accounts. My records. My past. I staged my death. I let the world believe I had died in a private jet crash.

Chance takes another drink of beer and points his finger at Alex. "I bet you can't." Alex doesn't understand why they think it is such a big deal. He can go without s*x if he wanted to. He just doesn't want to. What is so wrong with that? They should be thankful. It keeps him entertained and relaxed. Alex points his finger back at him. "I bet I can." Will Alex find it as easy as he thinks it will be to win the bet? Or will he run into some obstacles along the way? One of which is a tan muscular man who is willing to help Alex with whatever Alex needs, but is the man's help to win the bet or to win Alex?

Meadows Potter spent eight years of her life with a man who had only vowed to marry her if she gave him her body. Naive enough, she fell for it despite her best friend’s warning, only to wake up the next day and find out he was already married. Weeks later, she discovered she was pregnant. With no other choice, she had to find a man who would pretend to be her boyfriend while she stayed for two months with her relatives in LA. It shouldn't have been her best friend. Not Cody Larson, a.k.a. Ice. Not the notorious dirt biker her parents despised, and especially not the man who was secretly, deeply in love with her—though she was blind to it. Will she fall for him during their time in LA, or will her thirst for revenge and stubborn blindness destroy the very love she had been craving all her life? Find out now in Best Friend's Shouldn't Date.

His fingers were already at the lace between my thighs when he pushed me against the marble vanity, breath hot, voice darker than sin, his arousal pressing against my throbbing core. "Open your legs for me, Mrs Valentino." He didn’t wait. He plunged into me roughly, his mouth trailing down my neck like he owned it. I hated the way my body arched for him. I hated even more that he smirked when it did. I was supposed to be terrified, not trembling for the man who forced a ring onto my finger two days after abducting me. Before Dante Valentino touched me like that... before he whispered filth and promises into my ears, I was Valentina Morrison: a quiet girl, psychology graduate, volunteer counselor blissfully unaware that my entire life was a lie. I didn’t know the truth about my parents. I didn't know my bloodline belonged to a mafia empire that their hands were filled with blood. I only knew one thing the night I witnessed a murder in a Manhattan alley and it was that I was going to die...until he showed up. Dante, the most feared Italian boss in New York. He was ruthless and calculating. He didn't save me, he claimed me. Only because I’m not just some civilian. I'm the last surviving Castellano heir, the one piece of leverage that can rewrite the entire underworld. So Dante forced a marriage to protect me. To control me. To bind me to him in pleasure and law. And somewhere between running from gunfire and running from him, I made the worst mistake possible: I let the devil touch me. I let his hands teach my body a language my mind despises but my body craves. I let him explore me.

Selene never imagined that visiting her best friend’s home would change her life forever. For years, Amaya never spoke of her father. When Selene finally meets him, she discovers the truth—Amaya’s father is none other than Don Mario, one of the most feared mafia Dons in the city. What begins as innocently spirals into something dangerous when Don Mario’s piercing gaze lingers on her a moment too long. Against her better judgment, Selene is drawn into his dark, intoxicating world—one filled with power, danger, and irresistible temptation. But nothing comes without a cost. To protect her fragile friendship, Selene must hide her secret affair with the Don from Amaya. The truth eventually shatters their bond, turning her best friend into her greatest enemy. To love him is dangerous. To resist him is impossible. And once Selene steps into the Don’s world, there is no turning back and together they must both overcome all for their love to prevail.