Hamilton Pickup Lines

She became the price of her father’s mistake. Now she belongs to the devil himself. Chiara Ricci’s life was quiet—small-town, under-the-radar, and barely hanging together. But when her father's hidden debts come crashing down, she's thrown into the world of Dante Sabatini—the cold, calculated mafia don who offers a single solution: Her. As payment. He’s ruthless, dangerously charming, and makes no apologies for the way he claims her—as his property, his responsibility... his obsession. Chiara was supposed to be a bargaining chip. But in Dante’s arms, the lines between hate and heat blur fast. Now she’s caught between fear and fascination, craving the man who owns her while longing to be free of him. But there are rules in his world. And the first? Don’t fall in love with the monster who owns your soul.

“Thirty million dollars,” he says casually, like he’s ordering a glass of wine. “One year of marriage.” Alera Vance used to have everything, wealth, status and security. Now, all she has left is her pride, a frail father fighting for his life, and a part-time job that barely pays the bills. And the man responsible for their downfall? Dante Moretti, billionaire, heartless CEO, and the devil who ruined her family's legacy three years ago. When an impulsive kiss between them makes headlines, Dante offers her a proposal, one year of marriage, thirty million dollars. It’s supposed to be just a business arrangement. But behind closed doors and flashing cameras, lines blur. Fights become foreplay. And beneath Dante’s icy façade lies a man more damaged and more dangerous than Alera ever imagined. Just when she starts to fall, betrayal strikes again. Secrets explode. And a shocking twist turns their fake marriage into a war of hearts. She was the bride he bought. Now, she might be the only thing he can’t afford to lose.

"Real men don’t fall in love. Love is for the weak and foolish, and I, Don Alessandro, will never raise a fool as a son." Kai Alessandro learned those words the hard way. Groomed by his father to be the mafia leader, Kai’s life is built on power, fear, and control. Love? That’s a weakness he can’t af-ford. Amelia Carrington is all about survival. By day, she’s a college senior juggling classes. By night, she’s a hacker-for-hire and part-time stripper, desperate to pay her mother’s medical bills. Men? They’re just wallets waiting to be emptied. Their worlds collide when Amelia hacks into Kai’s account, stealing $5,000,000 to save her mother’s life. Kai hunts her down, and instead of exacting revenge, he gives her an offer: work for him to repay the debt or face a fate worse than death. The agreement was to keep things strictly professional; work only. But they eventually had a one-night stand which was supposed to be a mistake since they were both drunk, what was a mistake eventually turned into an regular affair, blurring the lines between their hatred and a passion neither of them could control. Romantic feelings begin to intertwine with their shared hatred, feelings that they both weren't ready to admit to. But what happens when Amelia eventually realizes that she was pregnant for kai Alessandro, one of the most dangerous gang leader in the world and a man who was supposed to be her enemy?

"I need to see Mr. Winchester! Please! My father--my father is dying I need..." "The world knows you are his mistress but Mr. Winchester does not entertain mistresses when he's working. Have some dignity and leave." ┌ Olivia Cabello has been the mistress to Ryat Winchester for two years. For two years she fools herself that the billionaire who's stone cold demeanor is well known by the press will one day love her and treat her more than just a plaything. She gets the shock of her life when Ryat gets engaged to a billionaire heiress and she is declared the other woman. A loose woman, they call her. A woman with no morals, they say. When the two red parallel lines on the pregnancy stick slap her with the bitter truth; it's time for Olivia to choose herself first. Except Ryat Winchester isn't letting go anytime soon. Not in this lifetime at least.

Kora’s life has always been made difficult by her family members. On her 18th birthday, her parents revealed that her younger sister will be the new heiress of the Hamilton family. Disheartened yet happy for her sister, she made no fuss and she congratulated her. She moved on with her life and sooner than later she fell in love with Devon and she married him. She got pregnant almost immediately after their marriage. Unfortunately she got fired from her job and when she reached her house and tried to convey the news. Kora caught her husband and sister having an affair. She lost her baby in the process and she was served divorce papers while she was recovering in the hospital. Kora promises to make them pay and ruin their lives. But how far is she willing to go to make them feel her anguish?

In a war-torn world, Noura is desperate to escape the clutches of a dangerous warlord who wants to force her to marry him. Her only hope lies in Khalid, a man driven by a promise to protect her to her father. But as they journey across dangerous lands, Noura begins to question everything she knows about loyalty, trust, and the man who saved her. With every step, the lines blur between protector and captor, and Noura must face the terrifying truth about Khalid's obsession—and her own feelings. Will she find freedom, or will she be trapped in a bond darker than the war she's fleeing?

Arabella Winters made a desperate choice to save her father’s life: sabotage Sebastian Bancroft’s engagement to the Windsor heiress. Her mission was simple, create a scandal that would destroy his wedding plans. And she succeeded. But Sebastian Bancroft is no ordinary billionaire. As the ruthless head of the Bancroft mafia empire, he’s a man who never forgives betrayal. To make Arabella pay, he traps her in a dangerous game of revenge, a contract marriage designed to humiliate and control her at every turn. What starts as cold, calculated vengeance begins to turn into something darker and far more dangerous. The lines between hatred and desire blur as Arabella finds herself falling deeper into Sebastian’s complicated world. Now, she must decide whether to play and submit to his rules or risk everything to rewrite the game against the mafia billionaire who refuses to let her go. Excerpt: “Did you really think you could cross me, Arabella? That you could disrupt my plans and simply walk away unscathed?” Her voice faltered, though she tried to hold her ground. “I… I didn’t have a choice.” “Oh, you had every choice,” he murmured, stepping closer. His breath brushed against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. “But now, my vixen, you’ll live with the consequences.” He tilted her chin up with a surprisingly gentle touch, though it only amplified the tension in the air. His tone dropped, low and dangerous. “You’re mine now.” Before she could respond, his lips claimed hers, not gently, but a claim. It wasn’t the kiss of a man seeking affection; it was the kiss of a man who wanted submission. And, despite every instinct telling her to resist, Arabella found herself unable to pull away…

⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Contains explicit sexual content, consensual power dynamics, manipulation, dominance/submission themes, obsession, emotional degradation, and morally gray characters. 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised. My Reluctant Plaything is a raw, intoxicating collection of gay erotica where lust blurs the lines between love and control. Every story is a clash of dominance and resistance of men who crave power and those who refuse to kneel... until they do. From ruthless mafia heirs and calculating professors to damaged billionaires and possessive strangers, these stories dive deep into forbidden desires, reluctant submission, and the thrilling high of surrendering to the one man you shouldn't want. It’s not about romance. It’s about obsession. They said no. But their bodies said everything else.

"In the dark underbelly of the city, where loyalty is a luxury and power is a deadly game, two souls collide in a fate-bound dance. Aurelia Montez, a 24-year-old restaurant owner with a heart of gold and a spirit of steel, is forced to make a Faustian bargain with the ruthless city lord, Baron Lupo Bianchi, to save her family from the merciless wrath of the mafia. Baron, a 250-year-old bloodthirsty werewolf in disguise as a 35year ruthless mafia with a penchant for destruction and a heart consumed by grief and anger, sees Aurelia as a tantalizing target for torment, her resemblance to his traitorous lunar mate a constant reminder of his pain. As their paths entwine, a spark of humanity awakens within Baron, threatening to disrupt his cruel plans and transform his malevolent nature. But will Aurelia's determination and resourcefulness be enough to tame the beast within, or will the darkness consume them both? Dive into a world of loyalty, power, and redemption, where the lines between good and evil blur, and the fate of two souls hangs in the balance."

Sara's legs straddling Austin's lap, their lips clashed in a fierce, passionate kiss. The sound of their lips meeting was like a spark, igniting a flame that threatened to consume them. "Mmm," Sara murmured, her lips vibrating against Austin's. "I hate you," Austin growled, his hands grasping her hips, pulling her closer. His fingers dug into her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Sara's hands were just as busy, her fingers tracing the lines of Austin's face, her thumbs brushing against his lips. "I hate you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their kissing. Their lips parted for a moment, and Austin's tongue darted out, tracing the curve of Sara's lower lip. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Sara's hands began to roam, her fingers tracing the contours of Austin's chest. She reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. As she exposed his chest, Austin's eyes locked onto hers, a warning flashing in their depths. "You'll hate me tomorrow," he said, his voice low and rough. Sara's eyes flashed with defiance, her hands continuing to explore Austin's chest. "We don't like each other anyway," she said, her voice husky with desire.