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WARNING!!! 18+++ Pastikan usia kalian sudah dewasa untuk membaca cerita ini! “Kalau aku tertarik padamu, apa kau akan membuka hatimu untukku?” Aneesa membalas tatapan Marcello yang menatapnya dengan lembut, tetapi sangat serius. Seperti bukan Marcello yang dikenalnya, tetapi kemudian tertawa pelan lalu meneguk Bacardi dan menatap Marcello dengan geli. “Jawaban bodoh macam apa? Kau sudah punya gadis yang kau incar, dan aku pasti bukan tipemu, kan?” katanya sembari melepaskan lengannya dan berbalik. Namun, Marcello menarik siku Aneesa kemudian lengannya melingkar di pinggang gadis itu dan hanya dalam hitungan detik bibir Marcello telah berada di bibir Aneesa. Aroma Bacardi yang kuat segera memenuhi penciuman Marcello, begitu pula rasanya—hangat, namun sedikit manis dan membakar di tenggorokan seperti campuran amarah, gengsi, dan sesuatu yang tak bisa dikendalikan. Aneesa terpaku, tubuhnya menegang di antara lengan Marcello yang menahannya agar tidak beranjak. Untuk sesaat dunia di sekeliling mereka seolah lenyap, hanya ada degup jantungnya yang terpacu cepat di dada, berpadu dengan napas Marcello yang terasa di kulitnya. Sentuhan lembut bibir Marcello di bibirnya bak ribuan bujuk rayu yang terus mendesaknya dan Aneesa pun perlahan membuka bibirnya. Menyerah dan membiarkan Marcello mencumbuinya kemudian perlahan membalas ciuman Marcello. Aneesa mengerang, tubuhnya merapat pada Marcello, dan sesuatu yang menyiksa bergelung di bawah perutnya. Namun, akal sehatnya menghampiri membuatnya tersadar jika seharusnya tetap pada batasan dan tidak melewatinya. Ada begitu banyak suara di kepala Aneesa, sangat berisik membuat Aneesa memilih memejamkan matanya lagi. Namun, Marcello justru kembali menciumnya. Kali ini lebih lembut, tidak begitu memaksa dan membuat Aneesa ingin menangis karena meskipun menyadari ada batasan yang seharusnya tidak dilewati nyatanya tubuhnya seperti kehilangan kontrol dan sepenuhnya mendambakan sentuhan Marcello.

Isabelle Lightwood, the best neurosurgeon of America, wants to become the head of the medical council but to get that position she needs to be MARRIED!!!!! Ashton King, the CEO of KINGS COop.,have worked day and night to bring the company on the top... but to inherit the company completely he needs to get MARRIED in a couple of months! What happens when they both put themselves into a marriage contract for a year Will they stay As strangers? As friends? As companions? Or will love blossom between the two???? Read to find out! Detailed introduction inside.

[TRIGGER WARNING: Reader's Discretion Is Advised... This book contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, violence, strong language, and dark romantic elements. It is intended for adult audiences (18+) only. Please proceed with caution if you are sensitive to any of these topics.] "You’re fucking dripping," he muttered, moving in and out of her. "All wet for me." He moved faster, rubbing her clit and she threw her head back. He took his fingers out and she groaned. He ripped her dress and took her already hard pink nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it. She moaned even more, pushing her chest to his mouth. His hand played with the other exposed nipple and he twisted it, earning another loud moan from her. She wanted to feel him. It's been too fucking long. "Fuck me..." she said, her voice almost inaudible. Rico chuckled, so sinister yet so hot. "Such a needy little whore for me, aren't you?" He inserted two fingers inside her again, deep inside her, curling just right. "Say it. Say you're my whore." Calla didn't care if that made her feel worthless. She was a whore. His whore. "I... I am your whore," she moaned out, trying to bite it back. Rico smirked darkly. He inserted another finger and she bit into his shoulder to muffle her moan. He gripped her throat with the other hand, just enough to remind her who held control. "You like being used like this, don't you?" He growled against her ear.

As far as arranged marriages went, theirs was the most arranged of all. She knew him as her hero—the only person who didn’t see him in the shadow of the man people feared. So, when it came time to end the war that spanned months, Vera Petrova became his only choice. As far as wars go, this was the silliest of all, and she had told them that many colorful words. Because it was silly, till it wasn't. Her freedom for the war to end. But what was she supposed to do, when the devil had her father doing exactly what he wanted? As far as bonds went, theirs was the deepest of all. So, when they fight wars together, grow together, hurt together, and end up falling for each other. It's only right for them to be together right?

In the Chicago mafia, refusing a powerful man is the same as signing your own death warrant. At twenty-one, Valentina is forced into marriage with Adrian DeLuca— the cold, feared underboss whose first wife died under mysterious circumstances. The rules are clear: obey, stay silent, and never ask about the past. Adrian doesn’t want love. He wants a wife who looks perfect at his side and a mother for his children. Nothing more. Their marriage is built on duty, fear, and carefully maintained distance until Valentina begins to see the cracks beneath his ruthless control. The DeLuca mansion is full of secrets. Locked rooms. Unspoken rules. A five-year-old boy who hasn’t spoken since his mother’s death— until he whispers something that changes everything. “I still see my mom at night.” What begins as a marriage of survival turns into a dangerous search for truth. As Valentina uncovers what really happened to the woman who came before her, she realizes the greatest threat may not be the man she married, but the one everyone believes is dead. In a world where loyalty is deadly and love is a weakness, Valentina must decide who to trust before the truth destroys her marriage… or her life. A dark mafia romance about forced marriage, forbidden secrets, and the woman who refused to stay powerless.

Chasity Dawson is the shy daughter of a housemaid and Joe Bandit is the school's "Golden boy" and the son of the family her mother works for. One-night Joe texts her, and asks her for a favor that involves a mysterious unmasked culprit, leaving photos of Joe and his family at their doorstep every week for years. This mystery leads to a growing attraction between Joe and Chasity. Along with deadly secrets that were best left alone. Secrets… that could get someone killed.

He didn't stop when he reached her but leaned forward and kissed her hard, on the mouth. The air left her lungs. Maybe it was because it was her first kiss or because he had kissed her, she didn't know but her lungs were burning, her lips were on fire. She was one fire. It ended in a second. She stared at him with wide eyes as he stared back. His hand traced her forehead, nose, lips and then chin as it stopped on her throat. She knew, by God she knew he could feel her pulse, the heat on her cheeks. "I'm home." Dean Woodland left two years ago without a word or sound and now he is back to bring his belongings with him.

Adelaine Montclair has built her entire life on perfection — the perfect daughter, the perfect fiancée, the perfect public image. But when she discovers her secret fiancé, Zain, tangled in the arms of her best friend on the night of her lavish engagement party, perfection shatters. Cornered in front of two hundred influential guests, Adelaine makes a reckless move: she introduces a mysterious stranger, Dante Moreau, as her real fiancé. What begins as a desperate lie spirals into a dangerous game of appearances. Dante, cold and enigmatic, has his own reasons for playing along, reasons tied to the Montclair empire and the father who controls it. Together, Adelaine and Dante navigate staged kisses, relentless media attention, and family pressure to wed quickly. But the line between fake and real blurs, forcing Adelaine to question whether Dante is her salvation or her downfall. As old betrayals resurface and hidden family secrets threaten to destroy everything, Adelaine must choose: keep playing the role others wrote for her, or reclaim her own story, even if it means falling for the man who vowed never to love her.

Warning: This book will make you blush, bite your lip, and fall for the man you’re supposed to hate. Steamy, sinful, and utterly addictive. This isn’t just a love story, it’s a collision of sin, lust, and everything you were told to stay away from. It’s spicy with a splash of danger. He was the one man I couldn’t have, and the only one who could ruin me. Promised to one brother. Owned by the other. One night of sin. The beginning of obsession. I was supposed to say “I do”… to his brother. But I moaned his name instead. One night of raw need turned into a dangerous obsession. He’s ruthless. He’s forbidden. His touch ruins me. His kiss brands me. His need destroys every line we should have never crossed. I was promised to one brother… But now, I belong to the one I should fear.

Haunted by his own actions that led to a tragic accident claiming his best friend's life, Prince Maximillian embraces a reckless lifestyle, burdened by remorse, and is compelled to return home. Frustrated by his parents' concerns, he writes a farewell letter, intending to live as a commoner. However, his self-destructive plans change unexpectedly when he meets Edwina, or Eddie, a woman defying societal norms by dressing and behaving like a man. Enchanted by her confidence and wit, he falls in love. His attempts to win her over are thwarted by her devoted friend who desires her for himself, a persistent princess, and Edwina's determination to maintain her unique identity as her father's "son."