His Temptation: Mafia's Sweet Wife Novels & Stories

Maybe, here in this house by the sea, they could carve out a different kind of forever. A forever where love was stronger than blood. Where promises meant more than power. Where a mafia king could fall to his knees for the reckless, beautiful girl who taught him to feel again. And stay there, grateful, for the rest of his life. ---

Adrian The room was a cage disguised as luxury. Silk sheets that mocked my freedom. Crystal lamps that lit up my despair like spotlights on a prisoner. I paced like a trapped animal, chest heaving, fists clenched until my nails bit into my palms, drawing tiny crescents of pain that grounded me. How did it come to this? One stupid night in a club, one moment of weakness, and now I was the “wife” - no, the WIFE- of Adrian Valente, the mafia king who thought he could own me like a pretty trinket on his shelf.

No man could keep his thoughts straight, especially not someone like me, who was both bold and dirty-minded. The fact that she was my wife's sister made the whole fantasy even more appealing. Sometimes, I would take advantage of her by teasing her—brushing against her chest, touching her butt, pinching her waist, and, naturally, admiring those long, slim legs. At one point, I came to realize Annie's Achilles' heel. When she was being dominated, she couldn't bring herself to fight back and could only take it quietly. Once, I went into the bathroom for a shower and found a pair of panties she had forgotten to put away. I was just holding and admiring them when she suddenly snatched them and he

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Some contracts are signed with ink. The most dangerous ones are signed with flesh and soul. Tonight’s confession is about a desperate young woman who entered a fake marriage with a dangerous mafia heir… only to discover the contract demanded something very real: her body, her womb, and her complete surrender. This one is dark, possessive, and brutally breeding-heavy. Here is the confession of “The Contract Wife.”

She said with a glint of sinister mischief but it was the first virtue to hold for a mafia wife. "I won't disappoint you, amore. Now give your husband what he craves the most from his seductress wife."My lips curved upward as my hand went behind her and squeezed her perky butts causing her to gasp on my sudden change of attitude, from a gentle comforter to sex obsessed predator. "Neither shall I, my husband."She whispered in my ear and bit on my earlobe, her act blazed the sparks into a blazing fire. I moved back from her ,irritation visible on her facial expressions as it was easy to trigger the tigeress inside her and once she's awakened, it's sucidal to pull back from act of pleasuring.

" Besides, I came to this road before you, but you came suddenly before me and snatched my place. That's why I snatched your wife from you to get my place back. And I knew you would find out so easily who had kidnapped your wife. That's why at first I had taken your wife here first. You know, I know you well. To take you down I picked up your wife. But you know me! You bastard, beautiful girls and money is my addiction, you know that very well. And I have heard from people that your wife looks like a whole Hollywood heroine. So I'm wondering what to say about a little taste of her? But don't worry, I will taste your wife after I finish you. But if you want, I can sit in front of you and ta

Quisito wanted nothing more than to rush towards her, pick her up against the wall and drive himself into her warmth again and again, and to make her thrash and scream in his hold, even if that might rip open the bandages and make him bleed to death on the shower floor. He held on to the control with all his might, because the next time he thrust into her, he needed to know that she was his wife; that she was his, forever. He clenched his fists and watched as she walked out of the steady stream of water and approached him, the mere act of hers more than enough to make cum shooting out of his member. But he didn’t give into the temptation. It had taken him years to master emotions and desires

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

“You come when I tell you to from now on. Not her.” Desperately trying to hold back my orgasm, I nodded. “Okay.” He murmured, "Watch my wife," and made me sigh softly as he pulled on my nipple. Laila was watching her husband skillfully touch my folds. “She’s going to come for me on command, then you’ll learn to do the same thing.” I swallowed hard and stared at his profile, unable to believe that I was really here with a Mafia boss and his wife. Out of all the women in the world that they could’ve had, they chose me; they wanted me.

I was shaking and I felt as if I would collapse right then. My fists stayed before me but I knew they wouldn’t protect me from him. He took slow menacing steps that left my tears pouring. “Stay away.” I tried to punch him as he ate the distance between us. He hit my hand, painfully slamming me on the wall. “Your husband would never believe you….” He ran a finger up my face. “Do you know what they do to suspected unfaithful wives in the mafia?” He pressed harder on me. “They kill them because the whores can not be trusted.” He breathed in my ear. “Don’t give your husband an option to take you out, you know he would kill you to free himself.” He licked my ear, and I convulsed in disgust, “And