Russian Mafia Woman

A perfect wedding and a marriage full of love and faithfulness—these were what Tymm Arces Narciso always dreamed of. In a world where she witnessed so many failed marriages, she longed for her own love story to be the complete opposite. But fate didn’t cooperate. One life-altering incident shook her family, forcing her into a marriage with Harrison Salvador—the eldest grandson of her grandfather’s close friend. In a moment, her dreams of a fairy-tale wedding and a blissful married life vanished. But what if the marriage, despite starting off on the wrong foot and without love, could actually work? Will she be brave enough to take that risk?

“You were never meant to wake up in my bed…but now you belong to me.” Lila Smith's world shattered the night her sister drugged her to steal her fiancé. Instead, she woke up naked in the bed of Dominic Valencia, the most feared dangerous mafia boss in the East Coast. One scandalous night ruined her life. Desperate to survive the scandal, she signs a brutal contract: become Dominic's contract wife, and spread her legs for him every single night until she gives him an heir. What begins as terror slowly turns into forbidden attraction. Dominic is sometimes brutal, sometimes dangerously gentle. But one night Lila discovers a shocking truth: she hadn't just slept with one man. She had slept with two. Dominic has an identical twin brother, named Dante. Both equally ruthless, equally possessive, and both brothers now claim her as theirs. Neither of them willing to let her go. Trapped between two identical alpha males who look the same but touch her differently. Every night they take turns. Every night her body betrays her. And every night the line between fear and craving for their touch blurs together. Lila is dragged into a dangerous world of power, obsession, desire and betrayal. In a world where love is weakness and possession is law, one question will decide everything: Can she survive being owned by both… or will the twins tear each other apart trying to keep her?

Frustrated by the mounting tuition fees, Zella was desperate to open an online wife service through social media. At first everything went well, she got a man with a fantastic fee. But after the contract ended, she began to regret it and wished time would turn back to when she didn't know the man.

Kyla is arranged to be married to Vixen, a powerful mafia boss with an unbroken reputation. To the outside world, he's cold, hard, ruthless, and merciless. She's kind, tender-hearted, beautiful, and caring. Given Vixen's reputation, Kyla doesn't want to fall in love, but soon, she learns that even the coldest hearts have a soft spot, and Vixen's just might be her. And although she doesn't like to admit it, hers might be him. Will they ever find love, or will this be a loveless marriage after all? ------- He raises his fist and I could swear I made a whimpering sound. I turn away and I look at the window as Vixen gets quiet. "Kyla." he says, his cold, hard mask still intact. I look at him, not saying anything, and he shifts in his seat, well aware of why I reacted that way. "Who did it?" he asks. I look down at my hands and I don't reply. "Was it those assholes at the university?" he asks, genuinely concerned. "Kyla?" he says, his fingers brushing against my arm. I jump at his contact and suddenly a tear falls from my eyes. "God." he says as I begin to cry. I can tell he's not used to emotion.... "How was your first day sweetheart?" she asks sincerely. "A couple of frats tried getting in her panties in broad daylight and everyone around was gonna let it happen. How's that sound?" Vixen says, obviously still pissed.

She destroyed him once. Now Dante Navarro is back more powerful, more dangerous… and obsessed. Three years at his side. That’s the price for her revenge. By day, she’s his lawyer. By night, she’s his weakness. But in a game built on lust and lies someone will bleed. Two enemies. One temptation. No mercy.

For five years, I fought illegal matches in an underground cage ring to scrape together enough money to repay the massive high-interest loan I had taken out to treat my son Luca’s illness. Dragging my still-dislocated left arm, I rushed to tell the father and son the good news. Yet when I reached the door, I saw the capo who managed the cage arena bowing low before my husband, Vicenzo. “Underboss, Eva said she’ll repay the loan in a few days. Do we still keep pretending to pressure her?” Vicenzo idly spun the Browning in his hand, the diamonds set into it worth enough to buy the entire cage arena. “No need. She’s suffered enough these past few years. Even when she had two ribs broken a few months ago, she didn’t dare tell us.” Elena, his sworn sister, seated beside him, let out a soft laugh. “Vicenzo, what if she’s a spy sent by a rival family? After all, you are the underboss of the Carlini family. “Besides, Luca has been pampered since he was little. How could he live with someone who reeks of blood?” My six-year-old son wrapped his arms tightly around her neck and echoed her words. “I don’t want a woman covered in scars as my mommy. Just looking at her wounds makes me feel sick.” Then he turned to her and pouted. “Aunt Elena, I wish you were my mommy.” Vicenzo hesitated only a moment before looking at them indulgently. “Then we’ll test her for another six months. If she remains this obedient, I’ll officially let her become part of the Carlini family.” I watched the farce with cold eyes, because to avoid frightening Vicenzo, the ordinary librarian I believed him to be, I had hidden my identity as the principessa of the Moretti family. Also, to keep from being found by my family and my fiancé, the Don of the Carlini family, I had not touched a single cent of family money. Instead, I chose to earn it with my fists in places piled with the dead. So it seemed my endurance and sacrifice were nothing more than a taming game in their eyes.

"I love you, moy mister." The shy mafia boss finally heard his wish come true. He hoped that this arranged marriage would turn out well and it did, almost. "Don't come looking for me!" How the tables have turned in a short span of time. She deceived him, or so she thought.

“Kneel!” He commanded towering over her petite frame like a predator out for his prey. She immediately complied staring up into his eyes. “That’s like a good girl!” he complimented leaning down to trace her lips with his hand. “or should I say good cop?” he asked smile morphing into a sly one. Her eyes widened as she gasped in shock. Mabel Page, an FBI agent who had slowly worked her way to the top of her unit was suddenly given an undercover mission to infiltrate a Mafia lord’s harem and reveal his crimes. She immediately decided to refuse the offer as she never took on anything sexually compromising. Well, that changed when she saw the name at the top of the file. Grey Creed. He was her bane in the past. The cause of her waking nightmares. The man she swore revenge on. Now given the opportunity to make him pay, she accepts it and becomes his escort. The problem now is that he is slowly becoming her drug. The cause of her erotic dreams. The man she is addicted to. Will she submit to him and forgo both her mission as well as her thirst for revenge? Or would she see to it that he pays for his crimes. Follow Mira as she sets on the path for revenge. And well, a little bit of pleasure.

From frying pan to fire was the story of Isadora's life. In the space of a day, her hopes and dreams of going to college are taken from her, she is sold to a cruel don, kidnapped and then thrown into a world full of lies, greed and deceit. Isadora isn't supposed to trust anybody, and yet she finds herself unable to resist her new husband, even knowing that he may be the very enemy that seeks to destroy her.

He’s even more attractive up close, my nostrils are invaded with his expensive scent and sex appeal. My knees grow week in my seven inches platform heels. His perfect brow raised. “Did I not request for a private session?” My daze was broken as I blushed in embarrassment of literally eye fucking this man. I nodded slowly and cleared my throat. “There’s a no touching rule, sir.” I state breathlessly. He stared down at me intensely with a slight smirk on his full lips. “Go on.” ******** Yanna has been stripping for a year to pay off medical bills, unknown to her that she is the daughter to the former don of the Italian mafia. An unexpected private session with a mysterious man, changes the course of her life as he is none other than Enzo Bernadi, the current don of the italian mafia who had been promised a wife by the former don. What happens as she is forced to wed Enzo and has to adjust to the life a mafia don's wife. Expect thrilling plot twist, action, betrayals and most importantly, the steamy romance that'll brew due to their force proximity. *Expect mature scenes*