Romans & histoires Flavio Romance Novels

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

He was my home. He pressed his forehead to mine, his whisper a gentle murmur of words I didn’t fully comprehend but felt completely. French words that flowed from his lips like poetry. “Mon coeur… ma vie… mon âme.” My heart… my life… my soul. Every word sent a shiver through me, melted me, convinced me of a love so strong it could conquer anything. I whispered back, brokenly, trying to match him: “I am yours. Only yours. Always.”

) contain scenes from the first two books in this mafia romance series to provide some context and background info on the main characters' relationships. Some chapters in this book contain Italian dialogue [but not pivotal to the plot]. Translations are written inside brackets [ ]. Buckle up, friends! Enjoy Book III! ❤ • • • • • • • • Main Characters • • • • • • • • • Mykaela "Kel" Leviste Nielsen • Lorenzio "Enzo" Russo Tomassini • Maximiliano "Miles" / "Maxim" Cruza Falco • •••••••••• •

Also Read my other books here: The Bad Boy's Problem (Teen Romance) The Debt Collector (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Bad Boy's problem) The Unwanted Bride (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Debt Collector) My Boss is Clueless (Romantic comedy) Trapped by the Badboy Billionaire (Romantic Comedy and book two of My Boss is Clueless) The CEO's Serious Pursuit (Romantic Comedy and book 3 of My Boss is Clueless) A Chaotic Flower (Romantic Mystery) Conuering the Bad Boy (Teen Romance) The Ugly One (Romantic Comedy) Stalking Aaron (Contemporary Romance and the sequel of The Ugly One) Excuse Me, I Quit! (Teen Romance)

"Sounds like a great date." He swallowed and lowered his eyes quickly, feeling his cheeks flush again. Why, why were Troubadour children so ridiculously bashful? And Amara had the advantage that most people here didn't have; she was Arabic. She could tell, see, when his cheeks were flushing. Caucasians couldn't do that unless they looked closely. He stuck a bite of food into him and relaxed as the spices burned his mouth. Damn he loved this cafe. She laughed and took another bite of food herself. After a few moments, she asked, "So when do you want to do that?"

Fiorella sighs not knowing what to do. ___ Next day, Fiorella goes to work as usual but someone visits her, he is a Billionaire, he is handsome, has blonde hair, well built body, he is well mannered and a gentleman, no woman who speaks to him doesn't fall for his charms or talk to him but he isn't interested in them he has eyes for only one woman and that is Fiorella Evette. He is better known as Sergio Romero,an Italian resort Billionaire. With his guards by his side, he walks to Fiorella's office where he is highly welcomed.

“What do you want me to say, Aela?” “That Finn is Aidan Sr.’s by-blow?” “By-blow?” Inessa repeated, her brow puckering. “His illegitimate child,” Aoife answered. “I need to get you hooked on historical romance next.” Despite myself, interest hit me. “You like romance books?” “Yes. We do,” was Inessa’s retort, but I sensed her bristling ahead of schedule. I raised my hands in surrender, because even though I wanted answers, I wasn’t a total bitch. Even if romance books hadn’t been my jam, I’d never give them crap about that. Someone’s taste was their taste, and I celebrated that.

I hadn't done anything wrong, yet I was expected to grovel and plead like a dog begging for scraps. The villa's AC was cranked up high, but the ice cream cake sitting on the coffee table was already starting to melt. Just like my marriage to Ryan. No matter how hard I tried to hold us together, the cracks just kept growing. I reached out, scooped a little melted ice cream onto my finger, and put it in my mouth. The sweetness did nothing to mask the bitterness inside me. Ryan and I had been married for three years.

And I pull back from the kiss just enough to look at him. My husband. Those dark eyes on mine. That face. "Finally," I say softly. He laughs. Real and full and reaching all the way to his eyes. "Finally," AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS WOULD BE THE LAST CHAPTER OF SOFIA AND DANTE, I AM HAPPY TO ANNOUNCE THE NEXT CHAPTERS WOULD BE ABOUT NICO AND VIVIAN A LITTLE SPIN OFF FOR BOTH OF THEM SO IT WOULDN'T BE AS LONG AS DANTE AND SOFIA BOOK. I HOPED Y'ALL ENJOYED 'HIS BUTTERFLY" SND I HOPE YOU WOULD LOVE"HIS SWEETEST ADDICTION" EVEN MORE 🤭

Below us, Newvale City glittered at night like a fake starry sky. I shoved the window open, and the night air rushed in, icy and sharp, cutting through the pain for a second. It felt amazing. "Hey, Francis, what do you even like about me?" He paused, searching for words. "I'm not sure. The moment I saw you ten years ago, I just knew I had to have you." "Had to have me..." I snorted, a bitter edge to my laugh. "So, I never had a choice? I couldn't even just zone out and get through life?"