Niñera Para El Jefe De La Mafia

En la Nochebuena, mientras soltaban globos al cielo, la amante de Francisco Barrera encendió a propósito un fuego artificial que me dejó con quemaduras graves. Mi espalda, de la que me habían arrancado piel para injertársela a Laura Tamez, ahora estaba ahora aún más desgarrada y sangrante; aun así, me negué con firmeza a pedirle ayuda a Francisco. En cambio, protegí con mi cuerpo al nieto mayor de los Muñiz, apenas recién recuperado por la familia, y me lancé a una desesperada maniobra de rescate. En mi vida pasada, fue Francisco quien me dio una patada en la espalda para que no estorbara el paso de su amante al hospital. —Angela Vargas, ¿te divierte usar al niño como pretexto? Aunque estés embarazada, tú y tu hijo no son más que un banco de órganos para Laura. Yo misma te malacostumbré… por eso te atreves incluso a matar y a incendiar. Fui borrada de todos los hospitales, arrojada a las listas negras. Al final, morí con mi hijo en el vientre, cargando un odio que me atravesó hasta la tumba. Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, vi a Laura encendiendo a escondidas un fuego artificial, apuntando hacia el cielo nocturno. Su sonrisa venenosa me taladró los oídos: —Llévate a tu bastardo directo al infierno.

Durante cinco años, lo apoyé en silencio, ayudando a mi novio a pasar de ser un simple asistente legal a socio en Ponce & Beltrán Abogados. En la ceremonia anual de premios del despacho, yo estaba emocionada, lista para celebrar con él y darle una sorpresa. Pero entonces lo vi subir al escenario con una compañera. Estaban uno al lado del otro, con una cercanía que no dejaba lugar a dudas. —Rodrigo está donde está, gracias a mí, gracias a que estuve detrás de él planeando cada paso. Tania presumió, con una sonrisa victoriosa. Él sonrió y le dio la razón. —Es cierto. Sin Tania, yo no estaría hoy aquí. La sala estalló en una ovación y todos los presentes se apresuraron a felicitarlos. Yo, de pie entre la multitud, sentí que el suelo se abría bajo mis pies. Salí del salón y le marqué a mi asistente. —Retírale todo el apoyo de nuestros contactos a Rodrigo y cancela cualquier colaboración que tengamos. También vamos a dejar de usar influencias para apoyarlo en ese caso irregular que tomó. Que asuma las consecuencias solo.

She was a package and he was the devil. And the devil always deliver.  Hired to deliver a package within a week, he was up to the task but he never expected unforeseen circumstances to delay his efficiency in his work. Vowed to live up to his reputation, he was ready to go through anything to see that he delivers but what would happen when he started getting close to the package? Or the fact that he started going beyond his belief wondering what would become of her when he let's her out of his sight? This was wrong, he is El Diablo, he has no heart, no emotion. He doesn't feel, he is not compassionate. What he does is accept jobs, deliver and gets paid and if you cross him? He doesn't hesitate to put a bullet straight to the head.  His name is feared all around, he is neat, he is never crossed, even his employers fear him. Parents tell his story to scare children and the ground shake at the very mention of his name. He is El Diablo and no one challenges him, no one except her that kept defying his orders.

Enter the halls of Rochester, better known as the Mafia Academy. Alessandro Brambilla, the future of the Brambilla family, enjoys breaking rules. There's a very special princess who owed a blood debt. He will take his revenge and the rules be damned. Rochester is a safe place, or so they say, for mafia progeny who will enter an unsafe world after graduation. Rule #1 No maiming or killing. Rule # 2 Keep your hands off mafia princesses. Gia knows he's waiting for the perfect opportunity. She knows he hates her with a deadly passion. Her father killed Alessandro's mother and Gia is the one who will pay.

En el octavo año de noviazgo, me interpuse para recibir un cuchillazo que iba dirigido a mi novio, el médico Sebastián Herrera. Él me prometió que podía pedir cualquier cosa a cambio. Todos pensaron que aprovecharía la ocasión para pedirle matrimonio. Yo, en cambio, dije con calma: —Terminemos. Dicho eso, me di la vuelta y me fui. Sebastián sonrió con desdén y apostó con los presentes: —Es solo que quiere llamar la atención; apuesto a que en tres días vuelve llorando a suplicarme que volvamos… Pero se equivocó. Porque yo guardo un secreto: he renacido. En la vida anterior conseguí casarme con él, pero el gran amor de su vida, Camila Duarte, se tiró desde la azotea. Él volcó toda su rabia en mí. La noche de la boda me rasgó la cara; me encerró en un sótano oscuro y estrecho. Cuando quedé embarazada me obligó a tomar cantidades enormes de suplementos. El día del parto el bebé ya era demasiado grande para nacer por vía natural. Al final sangré sin control, me desgarré en un parto imposible y morí. Renací y volví al día en que me puse delante del cuchillo por Sebastián. Esta vez, hago exactamente lo que él espera de mí.

I glared when his hand reached again to my neck. Our faces only an inch apart. His big hand was almost wrapping it whole. His thumb massaging my throat like a feather. "And when I thrust inside of you, I want to hear you scream my name. Every name of mine." "Dante. Adriano. Sol. Di. Angelo." His thumb stroking the center of my neck while uttering every name he owned. His eyes hooded in heat, lust clouding the windows of his soul. "And when you cum, it'll be Dante you moan." --- Hailynn Fleury is a talented painter. Growing up as an orphan, she and her best friend Ethan, always wanted to get back to the people that helped and cared for them. When one of her friends convinced her to auction her paintings at one of her charity events, it didn't take much persuasion knowing the money would go to the orphanage. On the night of the auction, her future took another turn when she saw a handsome man holding a gun. Later finding out that he was a mafia boss with an intention of keeping her from thereon. Witnessing him pulling a trigger to someone would have been the mafia boss' wisest decision to never let her go. Except that he couldn't touch the girl knowing the promise he had with his cousin. Dreams of bedding the girl is no longer an option. But how will he treat his ragazza, really? Find out how both of their lives took a turn- with the aspiring artist and the Italian mafia boss.

Nagpakasal si Azenith kay Zedric dahilan kaya hindi niya nagawang tuparin ang pangarap niyang maging sikat na manunulat. Mas natuon kasi ang atensyon niya sa pagiging misis nito at pagiging ina sa dalawa nilang anak. Bukod pa doon ay kinailangan niyang maghanap buhay dahil unti-unti ng nawawalan ng career si Zedric, pasikat na sana itong artista pero dahil inamin nito sa publiko na mayroon na itong pamilya ay lumamlam ang career nito. Limang taon na ang nakakaraan ng ikasal sila ni Zedric at sa loob ng panahon na iyon ay hindi pa naman nagbabago ang damdamin niya sa kanyang mister. Mas lumalim pa nga ang pagmamahal niya para rito dahil sa mga pagsubok na kinakahara nila na nagagawa naman nilang solusyunan kaya lang sa likod ng kanyang isipan ay may mga, what if siya, Paano kung hindi muna sila nagpakasal? Paano kung inuna muna niyang tuparin ang kanyang pangarap? Paano kung sinunod muna niya ang mga sinabi sa kanyang mga magulang at kapatid? Hanggang sa dumating ang isang araw na may isang nilalang na sumulpot sa kanyang harapan na nagsasabing kaya nitong ibalik siya sa nakaraan para magawa niyang baguhin ang kanyang kapalaran. Magiging maligaya na nga ba siya?

After being betrayed by his loyal and best friend for a crime he didn't commit, Mateo is on the run with the FBI and prosecutors on his tail. With no one to turn to or meet, he stumbles upon someone he least expected to meet; Arianna Romano. The notorious Mafia Queen and the case he was working on before he was fired. But when she takes him hostage, he soon realizes she isn't what everyone said she was. Arianna Romano was known for these things; she wasn't merciful and she was ruthless. When she found a detective who was rumored to be on the run she is meant to have killed him because he's a threat but she felt a strange pull and connection towards him and she already knew she had taken a interest in him but she knew they could never work because of their different line of works. She's always been in control, but she finds herself cowering down for him. One thing was sure she always gets what she wants, no matter what..

El mismo día que me tocó dar a luz, la alumna de mi esposo —embarazada y con el orgullo atravesado— decidió largarse sola a escalar la Cordillera de los Andes. Mientras él se la pasaba buscándola sin dormir, como un desesperado, yo estaba en el hospital, desangrándome en un parto complicado que me mandó directo a terapia intensiva. Cuando por fin abrí los ojos, lo primero que vi fue al médico entregándole a mi esposo el parte donde decía que mi vida estaba en riesgo... y él, en vez de acercarse a darme un poco de consuelo, me aventó en la cara los papeles del divorcio. —Camila es mi mejor estudiante —me soltó, serio—. No me voy a quedar de brazos cruzados viendo cómo hace semejante locura. Tú vas a ser mamá, te toca aguantar. En esa vida no firmé. Apenas salí de la sala de partos, me fui directo a la universidad a denunciarlo por la relación que tenía con su alumna. A ella la terminaron sacando del posgrado, y la presión fue tan fuerte que un día se cortó la garganta delante de mí. Cuando él llegó, ya no había nada que hacer: dos vidas se habían ido de golpe. Él no dijo una sola palabra, organizó el entierro y después me trató como si nada hubiera pasado. Yo, ingenua, pensé que por fin la vida iba a darme un respiro. Pero el día que nuestra hija cumplió un año, él le pisó al acelerador y el carro en el que íbamos se fue directo al precipicio. Ese mismo día... se cumplía un año de la muerte de su alumna. Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, estaba otra vez en la sala de partos, justo en el momento en que casi se me iba la vida.

This is Book 2 of Mafia King. It’s been three years since Cara took over the Di Angelo family, the biggest and most renowned Italian mafia. For three years she had protected her cousin’s family and made sure no one dared to touch them. Her cousin, Sol, was the king of the mafia until he fell in love and gave up the position to her. Cara is known to be dark and ruthless and plays with her prey before striking them down. She is the true definition of queen of the mafia. And when a hacker named Link, infiltrated their system and successfully rerouted their billion dollar shipment off their radar, Cara, like a predator, was thrilled to hunt down her new prey. But it seems Link was more than just a hacker. He’s a handsome, submissive, shy gentleman. The mere thought of his qualities piqued her dominant side. Will the queen spare his life?