Legal Romance Novels & Stories

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

My engagement ring is currently locked in my safe here in the trailer - I can't exactly wear it during filming - but I can still feel the weight of it on my finger. "Ms. Torres?" Briana prompts. I remember she asked me a question. "It's a little weird to kiss him in front of the cameras," I say, "but you get used to it. It's our job." Actually, kissing isn't the issue here - Luca and I have done that plenty of times before. The issue is that today he and I are supposed to do a lot more than kiss, and we have no experience there - at least not with each other. In fact, our contract expressly forbids it. Absolutely no sex allowed. Luca was adamant about that part of our legal arrangement - cla

“Oh. Oh no. You really have not had sex, have you?” “I already told you no!” I protested. “We have not,” Andre said curtly. “I see.” Roman sloshed his drink around in the glass. “Well then. Shall we return to discussing A Court of Thorns and Roses? I have opinions on the book’s views on feminism.” “Why would you think we had sex?” I asked. “Because of the wording of the contract,” Roman replied simply. “Joemar told me you discovered the loophole. And, to be quite frank, you and Andre have appeared quite fond of one-another since I returned today.”

The fire crackled softly in the massive stone hearth, casting flickering shadows across the lodge’s timber walls. Lena sat curled on the leather couch, half a glass of red wine forgotten in her hand. The weekend getaway was meant to be romantic. A final celebration before the wedding. But Ethan had left hours ago, called back into the city for a sudden client crisis. She’d smiled and waved as he drove off, but the silence after his departure had settled heavy. Everyone else had gone to bed. The laughter, the champagne, the toasts were over. Now there was only the fire, the storm outside, and the slow, curling unrest in her chest.

"She's out to get me. She faked her death. She faked the whole dramatic exit. She'll show up once I've paid my dues." He clung to that belief. It was all he had. Even if the love he felt was nothing but a side effect of some drug. Even if that love had curdled into something dark. Nora was beside herself, crying next to him. Francis watched her, and after a long pause, a sly grin spread across his face. "Yeah, Natalie loved me. She'd come running back the second she heard I was off the market." Nora, eyes red and swollen, looked up at Francis on bended knee and heard him say softly, "Nora, let's go ahead with the wedding, okay?

Quite the opposite actually. Xavier and I have never been close enough to care about each other’s relationship. We talked occasionally, and fucked most of the time. That was it. That was the extent of our relationship. “There’s no one else.” At least for now, I added silently. “It’s just like I said. I’m in a shitty mood.” I kissed his cheek. “Next time, we’ll do what you want, okay? You can have me. Anyway you wish. Promise.” He sighed. “Lucas—”

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

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Genre: Romance, Mafia. Theme: Dark romance. Setting: The book unfolds in Italy and migrates to Russia, and is set to occur in the 21st century Tone: Dark, wild, and steamy Characters:- Mariana Denaro: Female lead. Alexandr Radimr Vastlav: Mariana’s husband. Alejandro Raes Vastlav: Mariana’s brother in-law and her love interest. Mariano Denaro: Mariana’s brother.