Flavio Romance Novels Novels & Stories

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And I was nervous, anxious, and afraid of doing something wrong. "Relax, shorty!" Flávio said as he briefly parted our lips, kissing me again even more intensely. His mouth ravaged mine, as if he'd waited a long time for this and wanted to satisfy himself until he couldn't anymore. I began to relax and enjoy that kiss, which was so much better than I'd imagined, so much better than I'd heard my friends say. It was a warm, delicious sensation, a tingling sensation throughout my body, my legs shaking, an insane desire for more. I ran my hands over his shoulder and hugged him around the neck, a little unsure, but with an inexplicable need to feel him closer. Flávio wrapped his arms around me, l

INTRODUCTION TO TRIPLET HEIRS; THE ROMANO'S DAUGHTERS (BOOK TWO OF TRIPLET TEMPTATION) ~~~ Twenty-two years after the events of Triplet Temptation, the legacy of forbidden love lives on through Fiorella, Marcella, and Camilla Romano — identical daughters of Elena and the feared triplet Mafia lords. Raised in power, blood, and silence, the sisters are inseparable yet wildly different. Each has inherited a piece of their parents’ past…. dominance, compassion, danger.

Jacopo and Alessandro had to have done something to them, and I couldn't find it in me to care what that was. "You know," Luca grunted as we lifted opposite ends of a beautiful, antique armoire, "I still can't believe you're banging a mafia boss. Does that make you queen of the mafia? I have so many questions." I rolled my eyes at Luca's crude language. "I'm not 'banging' anyone. And being with Jacopo doesn't make me queen of anything. It's not like that." "Sure, sure," he said, winking at me. "But you have to admit, it's kind of hot. The forbidden romance between the mafia prince and the outsider."

Luciano murmured, his voice rough with frustration. "It's always like this," Rosa said, biting her lip as she pulled her hand back, trying not to smile at his dramatic complaint. "Come on, baby. We need to be quick before our little devil wakes up again," Luciano whispered, nipping lightly at her ear. Rosa sucked in a breath. “You are unbelievable." "I am yours, amore mio," he husked. Her cheeks flushed at the reminder. It still amazed her how, with each passing day, he seemed to grow more and more romantic.

Brushing down my outfit, a flowery top with a hint of cleavage, skin-tight jeans, and sky-high heels, I walked through the sliding doors. Gold accents and glassware tinkled softly under a smooth jazz tune. I spotted my date with one sweep of my gaze. Beaming to rival the sun, I headed toward the private booth. He stood to pull out my chair. “Rosalind. Sei sempre splendida.” (You look ravishing as always). Sinking into the plush seat, I blinked my lashes up at him. “As do you, Dominic,” I purred.

“Mio angelo. Mia moglie.” My angel. My wife. I looked up at him. “You will never have my heart, Giovanni,” I lied. In this world you had to protect yourself first. He couldn’t afford to know I had already fallen for him. He only chuckled, his eyes darkening. I slipped away after a while, retreating to a chair to catch my breath. Eliana appeared at my side, sliding into the empty seat with a mischievous smile. “Well,” she said, sipping her champagne, “you certainly know how to make an entrance. Half the women here look like they want to skin you alive.”

"Look, I'll tell you something; don't worry, your dad will eventually let you have that kiss. But you know, I was Manu's only boyfriend. She was nineteen and had never kissed anyone, and she always tells me it was really worth waiting to kiss me. And me, well, I had kissed a lot of people before, but none of those kisses came even close to how good hers were." "Even though she didn't know how to kiss?" Giovanna asked, and I could hear hope in her voice. "Even though she didn't know how to kiss, because there's nothing better than kissing the right person. Sometimes, Giovanna, it's worth waiting for the right person, the one who will kiss you for the rest of your life," Flavian said, and she

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

He felt a surge of desire as he gazed at her, and he knew that he wanted her just as much as the days before the great upheaval. He rolled onto his side to face her, and she opened her eyes, her gaze meeting mine. Without a word, he leaned in again and kissed her, this time, deeply, his tongue probing her mouth as he tasted her sweetness. She responded eagerly, her body pressing closer to his as she returned his kiss with equal passion. As they continued to kiss, his hand traveled down her body, tracing the curves of her hips and thighs before coming to rest between her legs. Liam could feel the warmth and wetness of her desire, and he knew that he needed to have her again.