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It Is a one-night stand for a 24 years old college girl, Annabelle. With no strings attached. When she sees her baby father on the cover page of a magazine tagged as a billionaire and a Casanova, her mother is set on using him to change their poor status. Aidan is a 26 years old billionaire with a high sexual urge, ever since the night with Anna. He is less interested in keeping a woman and having a baby is totally out of it. When confronted with the news of Anna's pregnancy, he denies it until her mother threatens to tarnish his image. Will Aidan agree to the marriage? Will Anna keep the pregnancy even after the rejection? Will she be able to take his insults and the fact that he finds her unwanted?

My name is Gabriel Lockwood, I am the sole heir of the Italian mafia in New York. You might know my father. The shark. Raphael Lockwood. He is getting old and soft, so I am taking over. I don’t pretend to be a businessman. I am The Heir and people respect me knowing exactly who I am and what I do. I can say I control most of my surroundings. But no King should rule without a Queen. My father’s reign became a lot more successful when he found his wife and partner in crime. I have been looking for my Queen, but what can I say? I am a player. And I haven’t found the right woman, the woman that will make me realise I only need her in my bed, and in my life... until now. She is the most enigmatic woman I’ve ever met. Even her name... She’s not afraid of me. And she dares to talk back. Intriguing. Does she even know who I am? If she doesn’t I will show her soon. Once I get her in my bed. This is Book three of The Shark Mafia boss. You don’t have to read the previous two to understand this book but it would give you a better perspective on the characters lives. This book contains violence and sexual content. Read at your own risk.

“Kayleigh, you will either take your pants off, or I’ll do it!” Alexander Hearst warned her. If her thighs were not swelling and in pain, this could probably lead to something else because the way he said it turned her on. “Then do it.” She could not take her joke back because he had already opened the button and pulled down the zipper of her pants. Carefully, he took her pants off, and she could hear him gasp as he carefully touched the red skin. He jolted when she yelped in pain. “What’s this, Kayleigh?” His voice was low and angry. She wished to tell him she was lucky her father did not hang her on the wall to punish her for getting married without telling them. It was an accidental marriage, only for convenience, but who would have thought she would be married to the stranger she met at the elevator, the gorgeous, sexually attractive, and the luscious man she had ever met.

“Don’t make me repeat myself twice, part those legs for me, Bunny.” His deep voice which always sends my brain reeling due to how silky it sounds, washed over me slowly as he murmured quietly against my throat. I tried to point out to him that there was no way I’d be able to do as told with his legs still pinning mine down, but the words died down in my throat when he sucked the skin over my beating pulse into his mouth. “Go on. You want to be good for me, don’t you?” “I— I do.” I choked out, letting out a breathy whimper when he wrapped his free hand around my throat and squeezed on it a little. ——— Forced to marry the ruthless mafia lord, whom everyone was afraid of at the age of eighteen, Sofia had no other choice but to follow her father’s wishes like a dutiful daughter was supposed to. While Luca Ricci only took a wife, because he wasn’t getting any younger at the age of thirty-three. She was the angel to his demons, the light to his darkness, the innocence to his sins… He wanted to protect her, since the moment he locked eyes with hers on their wedding day and saw the amount of fright brewing in it. He wanted to make her good for him, to mark her as his; with his handprints on her ass and his cum dripping off her face. To own her completely, to wrap his hand around her throat and do so many sinful things to her body. But he was the mafia lord, and danger just seems to be lurking around him, wherever he goes, and in whatever he does. He must protect his wife at all costs.

Nero Vitiello is the son of Luca and Emma Vitiello. He took over the outfit as soon as he turned 21. The hard life of the mafia made him colder than his father. He never thought he would hold a gun at 12 and a man. But he did. An ambush on his father when he was not expecting it, forced Nero to hold a gun a , and three people. It made him understand the world he is living in much clearly than he already does. The easy-going boy died that day, and a cold mafia boss was born. After taking over the outfit, Nero began to lead with an iron fist and he decided to infiltrate his enemies. In one of those attempts, he went undercover and began to act as a guard to his enemy's daughter, Chloe. An innocent girl, who is a victim of this world and his enemy's fiance, who was trapped in to that marriage. He killed that man before he could marry Chloe. He thought it's the last time he would see Chloe. But fate has other plans for them, one which include them falling in love.

At age 5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend. At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile. I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world. At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called. At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew. From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to.

"Let's get divorced." Layla said quietly but firmly. She couldn't take it anymore. Her marriage with Nate has been a facade, constructed solely to fulfill her father's dying wish. Even though Layla used to think she could his heart through time, she finally gave it up seeing his ex-girlfriend coming back. She should be the one to stand beside Nate. After all, she has always been the one in his heart. That's why Nate never laid his hand on her throughout their entire marriage, wasn't it? Layla was a girl with dignity. If Nate didn't show any interest in her, she didn't want to be the wrong person to occupy him, even if it hurt to let go. However, why didn't Nate just accept it and move on? Seeing the divorce paper, he said to Layla coldly, "as long as the paper is not signed, you are still my wife and no other man can lay his hands on you."

After breaking up with his girlfriend, Eric Johnson married a beautiful female CEO to cover his father's $15,000 surgical bill.

"If you won't satisfy me, then don't try to stop me from getting pleasure elsewhere," he said icily, turning to leave. "Will you stop seeing other women if I do it?" She asked sheepishly, facepalming in shyness. She couldn't believe she was considering it. "That will depend on how good your performance is," the ice melted from his eyes and all around him. When Abigail finds herself in an arranged marriage to save her father and revenge on her stepmother and sisters, she was never prepared to fall in love with a jerk like President Tony - the multi-time billionaire CEO of the Wrights Empire, and a playboy, who thought that no woman had the five or maybe six qualities he wanted in an ideal wife. Whereas, Abigail was determined to bring him graciously on his knees, till the only woman he'd ever want would be her, and her alone.

“Uggh!” She groaned as he slammed her on the wall and pinned one hand above her head while the other squeezed ever so gently at her neck. He was so close that their breaths mingled together.  “Stop playing with fire, little pet, lest you get burned.” He growled, and she squirmed, not out of fear but because the heat had begun to pool between her legs.  She knew that she should stop, but she didn’t want to lose to him. “What if I want to get burned?” She said before she stuck out her tongue and licked his lower lip slowly.  He groaned. “We can’t do this. You’re my goddaughter.”  She smirked. “That makes it even more exciting.”  ••••••••• Aurora Reed, daughter to a single father who was a billionaire, has always acted out. She was a firecracker who tried her best to make trouble everywhere she went. After getting arrested, she suddenly finds herself thrust into the hands of her godfather, Frederick Peterson, to get disciplined.  As someone who has always loved her freedom, she refuses, but she doesn’t have a choice.  Worst of all, she has had a secret crush on him since she was young, but she never acted on it because he was already taken.  Frederick is a mafia lord who is very big on everything in his control, so when his best friend asks him to help tame his bratty daughter, he agrees.  It’s going to be very easy.  Except it isn’t.  When he finds himself being drawn to the firecracker he was meant to tame, everything goes out of control.  Both of them find their worlds entangled in a game of lust, forbidden love, brutality, manipulation, betrayal and unending darkness. PS: New chapters are updated daily.