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"Change of plans, you are coming with me and you are going to be a good girl if you don't want to lose your son" I threatened even though it was an empty threat it worked on her. "What do you want from me? Why are you here?" She glared at me. "I'm here to take you back home, Rosie, oh how your parents have missed you" I taunted as she quavered obviously. "I'm going to kill you" She seethed. "I'll be looking forward to that threat, Little Fox" **** Rosella Santino is on the run from her own family, after running away from home because she got pregnant due to a one-night stand with a stranger, her parents suggested she get rid of the child but she didn't instead she ran away. Running away from her responsibilities as the next leader of her clan, she builds a successful life in another town far away from home. Everything changed one day when her baby's father came looking for her. She didn't know he was from the Silver Bullets clan, a rival mafia group her family hated and it was mutual, both families had hated each other for years and they didn't bother to hide it. Seth Acapella didn't expect her to have a child when he found her, but then he finds out the child is his. Even if he is supposed to abduct her and use her against her family for a business transaction, he found himself changing his plans. He wants to keep her. But will she allow him? Will she let go of the past and forgive him for all he did to her? Will she choose her enemy over her family and fight for love?

I thought my life was sorted. I have a sweet fiancé Marcus, a cozy apartment and my wedding Pinterest board on lock. As The classic good girl, I saved myself for marriage, never gave anyone trouble and always made safe choices. That was until I met Marcus’ dad Victor. He is tall, suave and deliciously charming. Everything about him turns me on without trying. Just one handshake and my body lit up like fireworks. I panicked and told myself it was hormones. I avoided him like a plague and even gave Marcus my virginity few months to our wedding but it didn’t work. One girls’ night and one weird-tasting drink, I find myself in his bed begging like I’d lost my mind while he ruins me for his son. Now I dream him every night while Marcus snores beside me like nothing’s changed. He has no idea I’m picturing his father when he touches me and that it’s his dad’s name I’m biting back when I come. I tell myself in the mirror every morning:
“Stop! You’re not this person.” But the second we’re in the same room? My willpower cracks. This isn’t cute at all. It’s messy, embarrassing and terrifying.
 The safest choice feels lonelier every day and the dangerous one feels like I’m finally breathing. What am I to do when the person I’m supposed to marry isn’t the one setting my body on fire and the one who is happens to be the last man I’m allowed to want? How long can I keep this affair hidden from Marcus when the wedding is so close and Victor is determined to have not just my body?

The man I married whispered my sister’s name on our wedding night. Six years ago, I was forced to marry the billionaire meant for my sister, trapped inside a marriage built on lies, humiliation, and secrets. By the time it ended, my family had destroyed my name, the man I married hated me, and I had lost everything except the two heartbeats growing inside me. So I left. Now I’m back. Not as the invisible woman they once blamed for everything, but as a successful CEO with an empire of my own, twins who don’t know their father, and divorce papers waiting to be signed. But returning to Manhattan means facing the past I buried, the family who betrayed me, and the man who still has no idea what I took with me the night I walked away.

Alexa had a one night stand with a mafia boss. she was too drunk to remember the events that occured that night. All she could remember was that she had gone to clear her head at the club, and the rest was history. meanwhile, the mafia boss who took her innocence, was head over heels in love with her, and was determined to make her his own.

"I hope you're not a minor, kitten? I don't wish to commit two sins together." "Fuck! I can't wait to taste you." "Bend on your knees and spread those legs, kitten! I want to see all of you." Some desires should never be touched. They burn too brightly, shine too dangerously, leave marks you can’t hide and once tasted, they consume everything. Forbidden fruit tastes sweet, they say. But they never mention the burn that follows, how addictive it is, the filthy obsession that settles in your bones. That’s what he was, a sin she couldn’t resist, a danger she wanted to fall into again and again. Katherine Smith, 19 years old, all-American innocence with her long light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. But her body tells a different, more provocative story, lush, curved and ripe, a woman’s voluptuous form that belies her youthful gaze. Her not-so-happening life takes a turn with the arrival of Vincent Morris, her mother’s 36 years old step-brother. Vincent is a storm given human form, tall, powerfully built with dark blond hair and watchful brown eyes that seem to see through every polite pretense. He knew it was illicit, she knew it was wrong, both of them knew it was forbidden, but they couldn't stop themselves from that intoxicating desire. Vincent, the older, dominant guide, introduces Katherine to the art of power that comes from acknowledging desire, to a world where pleasure is a transaction, a language. He teaches her that her body is a formidable instrument and he shows her how to play it. It's all about indulging in those hidden cravings with no boundaries, where pleasure knows no limits and desire is the only rule. Dive into the world of love, lust and forbidden desire.

My dream was simple: Build a quiet life with the person I adored after college. However, destiny had a different course in mind when my father revealed that I had to rescue my late mother's struggling business by marrying the merciless CEO, Alexander Blake. At first, life with Alexander appeared promising, but as the saying goes, nothing good lasts forever. That was until his childhood sweetheart barged in, shattering everything I held dear and leaving me with a whirlwind of shame, bitterness, and fury. I fled Texas for London, where I spent the next six years rebuilding my life. Now, I’m back in Texas with my son, Franklin, driven by a burning desire for revenge against everyone who has wronged me.

Warning: 19+ only. This story contains sexual themes and psychological trauma. Emma had only one dream to escape the bottom of society and live a life that truly belonged to her. It seemed like a dream within reach, until it shattered the day she met a man named Damien her "Daddy" “Please, let me go... I didn’t do anything wrong... I just want to live... to live... to live like a human being...” Emma knelt down, her head bowed low as she sobbed and begged the man standing in front of her. The man she once respected and called “Daddy” not only showed no sympathy, but even smiled in delight. “What a pity. Your mother abandoned you, and no one else wants you. Emma, in this world, only I and I alone — love you.”

      Ivy is a high school student, who loved to be alone after being betrayed by her father, cheated on by her boyfriend and stabbed in the back by the people she cherished the most. She turned cold, made a vow never to love again or draw anyone close.     However, her vows wavers when she came across the handsome playboy named Kai, who gives a fuck about no one and whose father is a billionaire married to her mother.     Will she be able to love again after what she's gone through and let Kai into her life, despite his advances?

Daddy brought me to Aunt Jenny’s party. As I was eating a piece of cake, I tasted a cherry between the layers and hurriedly spat it out. Once, I broke out in rashes after eating a cherry and nearly died, so I was deeply traumatized by that flavor even as a young child. However, Aunt Jenny looked heartbroken. “I hid a cherry in the cake as a little surprise, just like it’s good luck to get a bay leaf in a pie. How could you be so rude, Kenny?” Daddy did not even let me explain. He chased me out in the yard and made me stand there as punishment. Mommy said it had been more than a hundred degrees out lately, so she told me to stay home and not go out to play. Now I knew just how hot 104 degrees could be! My body was all itchy, too. I was finding it hard to breathe. I wanted to ask Daddy to forgive me, but he refused to open the door no matter how hard I knocked. He glanced at me coldly through the floor-to-ceiling window. He was not going to let me back in.

[TRIGGER WARNING: Reader's Discretion Is Advised. This book contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, dark romantic elements, and strong language. It is intended for adult audiences(18+). Proceed with caution.] He placed a hand on my leg, and my breath caught. His hand slowly began stroking my thigh, sending a strange wave of sensation through my body. My fingers tightened against my dress as my pulse quickened. His hand moved slowly higher, sliding deeper into my thigh. My body stiffened as his fingers brushed against my panties. My heart pounded loudly in my chest. Is Master doing what I think he’s going to do? I thought, panic slowly rising inside me. He leaned slightly closer to me, his shoulder brushing mine. “Try not to moan,” he whispered, my breath hitched. I tried my best to stay still, forcing myself to keep my expression calm as the men around the table continued their conversation. But under the table, his fingers kept teasing the fabric of my panties. My breathing grew uneven, then his fingers suddenly slipped inside. A small cough escaped my lips as my body jerked slightly from the sudden sensation. Several heads turned toward me. “Are you okay, Mrs. Enzo?” one of them asked with concern. My face burned with embarrassment. “Is something wrong? Did you choke on the food?” another man asked. “I think she choked on the food,” Enzo said calmly as he looked at me, his eyes held a warning.