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She showed me books about Corey and his family, literally starting from the first edition to the last book and what shocked me wasn't the fact that Corey's parents weren't always mafia, they had a decent job and made an honest living, something happened that caused them to change and their lifestyle made them and Corey accept a life of crimes. Being Mafia lords and ladies, the last Mafia lady before Corey died and Corey stands to take the olden gem of the last Mafia lady, that gem doesn't just signify the next heir, it provides royalty and compels the other families to bow down and worship the supreme lord, which is Corey.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

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I didn't know what to type, I just stared at his last message. Mystery man: So you are also a writer on Goodnovel, share me the l**k to your book. I will like to check it out. Me: Just type in itchy fingers or either My daughter's Nanny or Yes, master in the search space. I have two books on the platform, you can check any out. Mystery man: My daughter's Nanny? Is it romance? Me: Yes, of course. A mafia romance. Mystery man: I can tell you are an hopeless romantic.

Or so nearly succeeded! If she was being honest with herself, she'd admit that there was something about Leo that was extremely appealing, his rakish charm a challenge, his almost casual confidence in his own attraction doubly so. But he was also a crime boss, a rake and a flirt, out for a good time with any woman he felt attracted to. He had no boundaries! No morals! By the time she had finished berating Leo's rakish behavior she had also realized that her car wasn't going to start.

Then, his strong body is on top of mine, and he has my bottom lip between his teeth. There is no room for indecision or doubt. I want this as much as he does. He kisses and bites my neck before venturing lower. He groans when he captures one of my nipples between his lips, and this is the point where I start to lose sense of who I am. I was expecting something completely different. Light touches. Caresses. Lots of kissing. But this is different. This is bold. This is fire. This is hell. It's an everlasting burn that is addictive and mind-numbing. I didn't know I needed this until now. I didn't know that I was into this kind of lovemaking until now. Everything else I've done feels so ridiculo

Prologue Anastasia Olivia, Scarlett, and I swayed to the music in the Russian Orchid, laughing and carefree. This nightclub in Moscow was a must, according to tips Scarlett received. It has been the best summer ever; it would stay with us forever. I couldn’t remember the last time all three of us felt so happy and relaxed. We were having the time of our lives. Our last hurrah before life would take us all away and back to reality. There was a young Russian singer on the stage singing, and even though we couldn’t understand a single word, the beat drove our bodies as we danced.

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Pouring sugar into my cup, I stirred the coffee, the clinking of the spoon against porcelain offering a brief respite from the heavy atmosphere. "Let me guess, your favorite genre is mafia romance," he said, a sly smile tugging at his lips. I scowled, trying to keep my emotions guarded. Dark romance and reverse harem were my guilty pleasures, secrets I hadn't even shared with Daniel, and definitely not with this stranger before me. The thought of revealing my intimate reading preferences to Noah felt vulnerable, almost exposing. "You're practically living in one, why not indulge in something like Margot Robbie falling in love with her bodyguard?" he continued, the smugness in his expression

C3 – NEEDS A WIFE Eros woke to sunlight filtering through the curtains of his bedroom. He opened his eyes slowly, adjusting to the brightness, and felt a weight beside him: a woman with messy hair and a sleepy smile on her face. Without a word, he sat up on the edge of the bed, letting the sheets fall to reveal his sculpted torso. His tanned skin was decorated with dark tattoos—symbols that spoke of his past with the Albanian mafia. His dark hair fell messily across his forehead, and his gray eyes gleamed with a cold, almost inhuman intensity.