Mobster Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Still clinging to the illusion that life was black and white, that desire could be filed away like paper in a drawer. Back in New Orleans, I was the girl people barely noticed. A bookworm with oversized glasses, more familiar with fictional romances than real ones. I hadn’t even kissed anyone properly, let alone... anything more. I thought sex was messy, uncomfortable, something to avoid. The thought of giving myself to someone... I mean, letting a guy inside me used to make my stomach twist, but not in a good way. And then I met Damian Holt. He was magnetic. Impossible to look away from. Tall, devastatingly handsome, with dark blue eyes that could burn straight through your soul. One glance

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

I slowly lie down until I'm face to face with him. "I don't want you to think about anything" he punches the bed, making me start. The mobster takes my lips in a wild kiss, just as he is. Boris rips my clothes off sharply, tearing his bra in the process. He penetrates me hard. I close my eyes as I feel his cock enter me all at once. I open my legs wider for him. The mobster begins to penetrate me slowly and deeply. I roll my eyes as I feel him so deep inside me. He takes my neck in kisses and hickeys, marking me all over.

My neck was starting to hurt as he made me stare up at him from my position on the floor. “Same thing.” His thumb swiped on my lower lip. “Open your mouth.” ____ You can read the whole book, it's completed and available. Book Name: My Boss Is My Tormentor Tropes: Enemies to Lovers Billionaire Romance Office Romance Blackmail Bdsm. Con-noncon Controlling, Possessive ML Fiesty, Sassy, Virgin FL ____ A. Gupta

The moon shining in through the window catches the edge of his smirk as he shimmies down the bed to press soft kisses to the skin of my neck. “No marks,” I hiss when he bites. “You know how Mama gets.” His laugh rumbles through my body. I relax into it. I’m home. Not just my home, my family’s home. And we’re all safe, at least for tonight. Dante skims his hand up under my shirt, dancing around the thick bandage on my ribs. A cooking incident. I ran into a pan one of the girls forgot to turn in. He cups my breast, and the importance of the details fades. His thumb teases my nipple to attention in a few quick swipes. I pant against his hand on my mouth, harsh in the quiet night air. He stares

“You’re insane.” “You’re the one who’s insane,” he snapped. “You think that man cares about you? You think all those sweet looks mean something? He’s a Mafia boss, Genna. He kills people like us for fun.” “Maybe he’s not as heartless as you think.” Marco’s eyes flared. “Listen to yourself. You sound pathetic. You’re falling for the enemy!” “I’m not falling for anyone,” I said firmly, though my chest tightened at my own words. “I’m just trying to survive.”

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Copyright ©️2021 by Mylovelyreaders All rights reserved. ⚠️DARK ROMANCE⚠️ If you’re looking for some action thriller romantic drama then I would love to welcome you all to my first ever book on this platform ”Psycho Mafia”. Guys this is my first book. This story is entirely my imagination and the characters are fictious. Any resemblance from the resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental.

the lady said and I scoffed. "You misunderstood everything ma'am, she's just a friend, there's no love attached" I explained. "Really? Okay then, I am sorry for misunderstanding" she apologized. "Thanks" I said and I sighed. Very funny lady, how could she think I'm in love with Jasmine. I scoffed again. "Impossible" I muttered. The door to the changing room opened and Jasmine came out again. This time dressed in short yellow dress with flower patterns. "How do I look?" She asked and I almost couldn't stop myself from staring at her.

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.