Romi Rain Feet

Giulia Cavalieri grew up running from the mafia, and she always knew that one day they would find her. Fruit of a forbidden marriage between his mother, sister of a capo from Chicago, and a member of the Russian mafia, sealed his fate, and aroused the fury of the Villani family. Five years ago Giulia was entrusted to the care of the same hands that welcomed her mother, when she had nowhere to run, in the care of the sisters of a small convent a few kilometers from Rome. Now, about to complete adulthood she is awakened with gunshots in the middle of the night, and tries to escape, even knowing that it is impossible to escape from Michael Villani. Michael knew that the marriage between his parents was an arrangement, which is very common in the mafia, but what he never imagined was that his father had loved Donatella Cavalieri all his life. On his deathbed, Erico makes a last request to him, who claims Giulia, and ensures that she stays under his protection as his wife. All Giulia wanted was an ordinary life, studying, traveling, knowing the world. Among Michael’s goals, marriage would appear, and he was very happy with Carolyn, his mistress. But an agreement must be made in the name of peace between men of honor. Kept in a property and watched constantly, Giulia sees little of her future husband, until the night of her eighteenth birthday, when the engagement would be announced. When Michael kisses her, after putting the expensive ring on her finger, a spark ignites between them, in acombination of attraction and repulsion. Two sides of a story that had a tragic outcome that can either hate each other all their lives, or allow themselves to live an overwhelming love story.

The scent of betrayal still lingered in the air. She had loved him—trusted him—only to find him tangled in the arms of another woman, right in their own apartment. Years of devotion shattered in an instant. Heartbroken, she ran, seeking solace in the numbing haze of a bar. But instead of forgetting, she found danger. Drugged and vulnerable, she was saved by a man whose presence was as commanding as it was terrifying. When morning came, she fled. But fate wasn’t done with her. Because the man she had escaped from… was now hunting her down. And he never lost.

Kawasan Adult Romance 21+ “Lepaskan aku, Al!” Buliran bening terjun dari sudut mata indah Beyonce. Rintihannya menyayat hati, begitu disadarinya sang sahabat telah melecehkannya. Aldrich menerkamnya, pakaian yang dikenakan Beyonce dirobek paksa hingga hal yang paling dibenci Beyonce terjadi. “Oh, kau begitu nikmat, Bey!” Aldrich menggeram dan sulit mengendalikan diri saat menerjang Beyonce. *** Betapa menyesalnya Beyonce Linch telah mendatangi rumah sahabatnya, Aldrich Jonas yang merupakan personal trainer sekaligus pemilik tempat gym yang biasa dia melakukan fitness. Di saat Beyonce mabuk, dia yang kerap mengejek Aldrich seorang gay lalu menantangnya. Kesabaran Aldrich terkikis, dia pun tersinggung dan secara kalap merenggut kehormatan Beyonce. Padahal dua hari lagi, Beyonce harus menikah dengan tunangannya, Zack. Lantas, bagaimana nasib Beyonce selanjutnya? _________ 𝗦𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝟮 𝗧𝗘𝗧𝗔𝗣 𝗗𝗜 𝗕𝗨𝗞𝗨 𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗔 (Kisah Zico dan Freya) Blurb: Segala kenangan buruk di masa lalu memengaruhi perangai Zico Jonas Duarte yang dulunya dikenal baik, justru berubah menjadi sosok miliarder dingin yang haus akan belaian. Luar tampak kuat, namun dalamnya rapuh. Tiada hari tanpa bercinta untuk mengisi kekosongan hati. Hingga pesona seorang wanita muda yang dikiranya jalang, justru menjeratnya. Freya Abigail—wanita muda itu tak disangka menyimpan suatu rahasia yang membuat Zico murka dan berbalik menjerat Freya. “Kau telah merebut milikku, Freya. Jadi, tetaplah di bawah kekuasaanku atau kau bebas tapi dalam buruanku!” —Zico tersenyum sembari mengikat tangan wanita itu di tiang. “Tolong! Jangan lakukan lagi padaku.” Freya menangis tersedu dengan tubuh gemetar, tapi Zico tak peduli. “Berteriaklah yang kencang Freya. Tapi setelah ini kupastikan, teriakanmu akan berubah menjadi desahan!” IG: meidiana.ayyara

When Mizuko slipped into the other world, she landed in the arms of a mischievous demon prince, Kenshi. New to the world, she didn't know he was a demon as he looked to her like he was a decent person. Because Kenshi helped her first, Mizuko decided to ask him for help in finding a way home while she fulfills the dead mage's request in relaying the message to the King. But no demon in Souzou helps unless they get something in exchange. A promise, it is what Kenshi wants the most.

When Damian Bernardi, heir to one of America’s most ruthless crime families, is forced into an arranged marriage with Sophia Morelli, he believes his greatest problem is escaping a wedding he never wanted. Sophia is ambitious and dangerous, willing to weaponize anything, including her twin sister Sareena, the prodigy who fled the family years ago, to secure her place at Damian’s side. What begins as a broken engagement spirals into a war of reputations, betrayals, and blackmail. Sareena’s return drags her back into a world of secrets she swore to leave behind, and Damian is pulled into a love that could ruin them both. In the Mafia, nothing stays hidden forever. Every lie demands proof, every betrayal demands blood, and every truth comes with a cost.

When assertive and alpha heiress Clara Ardiente is forced to marry a dominant and cold businessman Damon Barreto, she'll have the almost but quite life. Hindi niya pa nakikilala ang businessman na magsasalba sa kanila. With their empire falling, she is desperate enough to marry that man just to save their name and wealth. Ayaw niyang mawala ang lifestyle na nakasanayan niya. Damon is a ruthless businessman and he doesn't want to have a nosy wife. Everything should be part of agreement and contract. But beneath that contract, there's an unspoken affection he can't recognize... and secrets. Hindi naman totoong pusong bato si Damon. Ang totoo ay nang makita niya si Clara ay nagandahan siya sa dalaga. Talagang pasok sa kanyang tipo kaya niya inalukan ng partnership ang pamilya Ardiente. It was easy for him to get what he wanted. Damon and his ways. Well, not for Clara. Nang makilala niya ang kanyang mapapangasawa, nagdadalawang isip siya kung talagang worth it nga ba ang pakikipagkasundo niya para lang isalba ang kanyang karangyaan. To be the wife of a ruthless business and arrogant tycoon? Medyo dehado ata siya. Pero wala na siyang takas. Lalo na noong ibinigay ni Damon lahat ng gusto ng kanyang mismong pamilya. Lalo na't may kontrata. "Go... run away. But you'll never escape me," bulong ni Damon sa kanya. "Leaving me, abandoning that contract won't save you. Kahit saan ka magpunta, you will always be Mrs. Barreto. My last name will mark you wherever you go." Gusto niyang alisin sa utak niya 'yon at magtrabaho nalang para isalba ang pangalan niya, but it was too late. Hindi na siya makakatakas pa... so she needs to live with only rule; no attachments. No falling in love. Just a contract and promises. Or that was she thought so.

..."Fucking take my cock like a good little slut." Jenna could only sob and cling to his shoulders as he fucked her into the mattress, too overwhelmed by sensation to do anything else. She could feel Alex behind her, suddenly, rubbing his own sticky cock between her ass cheeks, teasingly. "Please," she whimpered brokenly. "Need you both..." One midnight train ride turned Jenna into a dripping, hole-wrecked mess. A brutal stranger fucked her raw in the aisle until she squirted across the seats. A bathroom quickie left another man’s cum leaking down her thighs. Then the Syndicate came for her. Now she’s collared, caged, and passed between powerful men who stretch every hole past breaking. Electro-clamped nipples, inflating plugs, double-cock DP marathons, throat-fucked until she’s crying cum-bubbles, and public gangbangs while strangers watch and film. She was supposed to escape. Instead, she begs to be filled again… and again… and again. Begging unleashes hell; electro-clamps fry swollen tits to gushing orgasms; inflating plugs stretch pussy/ass to tearing screams; caged like a bitch as Master's paddle cracks welts bloody-red. MMF savagery explodes, where dual cocks grind through her thin walls in DP creampie marathons, throat-bulging face-fucks choke her on twin loads, and every hole is plugged/leaking/stuffed in endless breed-chains. Collaring brands her eternal Syndicate cum-pet, public gangbangs, zap-torture squirts, and piss-soaked submission. Raw, relentless, and hole-ruining ecstasy. Will Jenna escape the Syndicate's cock-collar... or beg to be their forever-drenched fucktoy?... Or get trapped back to David?

Leila, princesse de la mafia marseillaise au sourire solaire, rentre d'exil pour découvrir son destin scellé : épouser Yanis Belmecher, le parrain rival qu'on surnomme "le Serpent". Leur union n'est qu'un marché de paix entre clans ennemis. Lui, froid et calculateur, ne voit en elle qu'un pion à briser. Elle, révoltée, jure de le haïr. Pourtant, prise au piège de ce mariage forcé, Leila comprend qu'elle n'a qu'une arme : toucher le cœur de ce prédateur aux yeux noirs. Mais comment attendrir un serpent ? Alors qu'elle s'enfonce dans son univers de violence, elle découvre avec effroi sa fascination pour les ténèbres... et pour les mains tatouées de celui qui jure de la détruire.

When I was injured, Alpha Kenny Havon had his arm around the newly arrived she-wolf, Leah Sterlace. He was flirting with her. All it took was Leah saying she wanted to look at the stars, and he abandoned me to take her out on a date across the plains. "Leah isn't like you. Don't bully her. "And I'm staying with Leah tonight. The marking ceremony tomorrow can be postponed." This was already the ninety-ninth time Kenny unilaterally canceled our marking ceremony. I nodded. Since he was always busy, maybe this marking wasn't really necessary anymore.

I worked for a restaurant, and our boss loved making empty promises about giving us restaurant shares. The boss said we would start with zero shares, but we could earn 0.01% for every two hours of overtime, covering someone else’s work or saving the restaurant 1,000 bucks. I suggested she write this down in an official document and have someone track it properly. She just smiled and told everyone to work harder. She never actually put it in writing. The experienced staff did not believe her, but one prep cook took it seriously. At the end of the year, he went to the boss to claim his shares. The boss said, “Sorry, the head chef told me there’s no official document, so it doesn’t count. You can’t claim any shares.” The prep cook worked hard all year and got nothing for it, so he took his anger out on me. The day before I was going home for the New Year, he killed me with a knife. “If you hadn’t said it doesn’t count without an official document, this whole restaurant would’ve been mine!” I lay in a pool of blood. When I opened my eyes, I was back to the day the boss first made those empty promises.