Novel & Cerita Romantic Thriller

Elena shivered and arched toward him, silently calling him closer. Carefully, Luca shed his shirt, revealing bronzed, strong skin as Elena let her hands glide over his arms, feeling every tense and relaxed muscle alike. They stretched out on the couch, Luca enveloping her whole body, sensing their warmth merging in a slow, passionate dance. Every kiss, every touch spoke its own language — a silent promise that no matter what came, they would face it together. That night, time seemed to stop, and their world shrank to longing gazes and shared breaths.

Footsteps walked into the living room, and I raised my head slowly, my throat tightening when I met his gaze. The intensity, the burning desire, the way his eyes darkened with something forbidden like he wouldn’t hesitate to take me right there. My pulse stumbled, my heart betrayed me, and my composure threatened to slip away. Damien stepped forward, his eyes on me the whole time without sparing a glance at Caterina. She faced him, but he didn’t look away, not even for a second. Standing a few away, his lips parted to speak, words that further fueled my uneasiness and anxiety.

“It was a drunken joke—I don’t even remember most of it!” “And yet,” he murmured, stepping toward her, “you remember me.” Rhian opened her mouth—but nothing came. The scent of his cologne hit her again, rich and dark, like midnight. Like temptation. Like danger wrapped in silk. She took a step back. “You’re twisting everything. I don’t love you. I don’t even know you.” Damon’s gaze darkened. “Love doesn’t interest me, Rhian. Not yet. Loyalty does. Vows do. And you gave me both.”

“You’re full of shit, Killian Romano. You touched me. You tasted me. You held me in my bed while I told you I love you. And now you want to pretend none of it mattered?” His grip tightened. For a second, his grey eyes darkened with raw hunger, the same look from the club. His body reacted too. I felt the growing hardness against my hip. But he shut it down fast, pushing me back a step. “Stay away from me, Alessia. For both our sakes. Dante would put a bullet in my head if he knew. Your father would make it slow. Last night was the end of it.” He turned to leave, but I grabbed his jacket again. “You don’t get to decide that. I won’t marry some stranger while you stand there pretending you don

I whispered to Dante, my hand sliding down to palm his growing erection. Dante nodded, his breathing ragged as he watched the scene unfold. “That’s what I want you to do,” I said, turning him to face me. “I want you to let go, to feel everything without worrying about what’s right or wrong.” He swallowed hard, uncertainty flashing in his eyes. “But…” “No buts,” I interrupted, silencing him with a kiss. “Tonight, there are no rules. No right or wrong. Just pleasure.”

“You? Soulmate? Nah, man. You don’t do soulmates. You do revenge and business. That’s your thing.” I bit back a frustrated sigh, gripping my cup harder. Ken was right he always was when it came to the cold, calculated version of me. But what the hell was I supposed to call this feeling? The jolt that shot through me when her body had collided with mine, the inexplicable connection I felt as if my soul had recognized hers before my mind had even caught up. Ken, still grinning, leaned forward, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the table. “Don’t tell me the great Nicholas Moretti actually fell for some random café worker?”

“Just trust me.” Evelyn stepped outside her apartment building and found Mateo waiting with a motorcycle. “Get on.” “Where are we going?” “You’ll see.” Twenty minutes later they were standing on a hill overlooking the city lights. Mateo spread a blanket on the grass. They lay side by side staring at the stars. “You’re smiling,” he said. “I am?” “Yes.” “I guess I am.” Mateo turned his head to look at her. “You should do that more often.” She then looked at him leaned in for kiss it felt like it lasted long but it was just for a few seconds

he added. Xavier nodded, he walked with Noah deeper into the forest. On that moonlit night, his eyes widened when he saw someone he knew lying helplessly with a lot of blood on his chest. Seeing a woman running to escape, Xavier reflexively pulled out his gun and shot the woman. Xavier's gaze was very sharp, in his heart, there was burning anger that saw the events before his eyes. ** Sinokmput

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

You open the document and see a guy dressed in a black suit and sunglasses. His hair is devilish brown and by his body structure, you could see that the guy is in good shape. "Who is this guy?" Jack asked the manager. "He is your next mission. His name is Nicholas Romano. Nicholas is one of the most dangerous bakery magnates in town. And when I say the most dangerous, I mean the most dangerous." Till today, Nicholas has killed over 100 people, some of them belong to other Mafias, and some of them belong to his Mafia"