The Right Thing To Do Dramione

Nelly Robinson stood at a crossroads, burdened by her grandmother’s escalating hospital bills and the profound grief of losing her only support. The weight of the circumstances pressed down on her, leaving her with no choice but to take action. With determination in her heart, she made the difficult decision to drop out of college, a bold step fueled by the urgent need for financial stability and independence. As she began her new life as a waitress at a bustling restaurant, she quickly learned that the job was rife with challenges. The clatter of dishes and the cacophony of voices surrounded her as she navigated the often turbulent waters of demanding customers, each interaction testing her patience and resolve. Then, fate intervened in the form of Jason Wilson, a commanding presence who exuded confidence and charisma. His sharp suit and piercing gaze made it clear that he was a force to be reckoned with in the world of business. After a one night stand with her, he presented her with an unexpected yet compelling offer—a marriage contract—Nelly's heart raced with a mix of excitement and apprehension. At that moment, she understood that her life was on the brink of a breathtaking transformation, one that promised to shatter her current reality and open doors to new adventures filled with both challenges and opportunities. What awaits her as she marries the wealthy CEO, especially when she starts receiving death threats from his parents' favored bride, Diana? What will happen when she discovers that she is the missing heir to the Robinson’s Enterprise?

He was a detective hunting a ghost. Until the ghost decided to hunt him back. Detective Alex Marchetti has spent months building a case against Vincenzo, a Mafia boss who exists only in whispers. When Vincenzo finally walks into his interrogation room, Alex thinks he's won. He's wrong. Vincenzo reveals he's been watching Alex for even longer—knows his routines, his apartment, his dead partner. The interrogation wasn't an arrest. It was an invitation. As Alex's life unravels—his captain exposed as corrupt, his partner murdered and framed as suicide, his career destroyed—he's left with nowhere to go. So he walks into Vincenzo's estate and surrenders. What follows is a volatile dance of obsession and desire. Vincenzo is possessive, tender, cruel by turns. Alex hates how his body responds. But when a rival family kidnaps him, Vincenzo unleashes hell to get him back. In the blood-soaked aftermath, they collide—desperate, violent, electric. Then the truth emerges: Alex's father, a cop, was killed by Vincenzo's father, the Don. And Vincenzo knew. Betrayal. Lies. A legacy of blood. As Vincenzo's sister betrays the family and his long-lost brother returns to claim the empire, Alex faces an impossible choice: walk away from the man who dismantled his life… or stand beside him as they burn it all down. "You're here because I wanted you to be." A slow-burn MM Mafia/Cop romance packed with twists, toxicity, and raw passion. The hunter becomes the hunted. The prisoner becomes the king. And love becomes the most dangerous weapon of all.

WARNING!!! This novel contains sexual contents that are only suitable for mature minds. Should not be read by underages. "On your hands and knees," he growls out while opening a drawer, digging into it, and bringing out a condom. I hear him but I'm preoccupied with the sight of him ripping open a condom with his teeth like a feral animal and rolling it onto his hard cock. "What did I say, Samantha?" He doesn't wait for my response, just pushes me onto all fours. His tip pressed against my entrance for a second, sliding up and down through my pussy, coating his cock with my wetness. Then he plunges inside me in one swift thrust. *** Samantha is forced to marry Lucenzo even though she doesn't want to. Lucenzo has no place in his life for a wife but one look at Samantha and he wants her in his bed and under him.

Seven years into my marriage to Sebastian, we had our first child. On Logan's first birthday party, one of the old friends Sebastian had known since prep school rattled a little velvet cup of dice in Logan's face and laughed. "Come on, Mrs. Forsythe, humor us. Let the birthday boy roll. A game. For old times' sake." Logan giggled and slapped at the cup. "If he rolls a six," the groomsman went on, grinning sideways at Sebastian, "Sebastian goes and picks Serena up from the airport tonight. Deal?" The moment I heard her name, my blood went cold. I turned to Sebastian. He'd been keeping in touch with her behind my back. All this time. He caught my eyes. He covered my shaking fingers with his and frowned slightly. "Don't be jealous over nothing. We're all friends. It's just a ride from the airport." And then, without quite meaning to, he nodded. Permission given. Logan laughed and opened his little fist. The dice clattered across the linen. A six. "That's fate!" someone whooped. "Serena's flight lands in two hours. You'll make it!" The room erupted. Glasses up. Backs slapped. Sebastian surrounded. His face softened and he turned and went for the door. Watching his back disappear through that door, I didn't do what I used to do. This seven-year bet of mine — I had lost it, completely.

Is that Professor Derrin’s substitute? He is cute! A thought that would send Lily Martin’s world ablaze after encountering a steamy session featuring the new professor, Dr. Edward Wolfe, and student body president Alice Winters, something that left her body cold. She can't stop thinking about Dr. Wolfe after that night with bitchy Alice, who won't stop picking on her. But now Alice Winters is missing! Her toe was found in a fish’s belly. So many questions hovering around. What happened that night? Where is Alice Winters? But most especially, why can't she concentrate in class anymore? When did she fall in love with Dr. Wolfe? No one knows that three years ago, Ruthless Mafia Butcher Luca Moretti switched his entire personality to Dr. Wolfe and moved to town for a reason: to find his wife by proxy, the missing heiress Valentina Sorano. But with how he has picked up hints, he may be on to Lily! What happens when he finds out Lily knows his dark secrets? Read on to find out…….

At the annual company banquet, the boss had the tables and chairs from the logistics department removed, leaving only a stainless steel dog bowl in the center of the stage. "Logistics is just the company's watchdog," he said coldly. "Since when do watchdogs sit at the table and eat?" The top sales champion laughed as he dumped leftovers into the bowl. The boss casually slipped a black garbage bag over my shoulders. "From now on, you're the company's living trash can. Catch it properly." Laughter erupted across the room. Amid the jeers, I silently tightened my grip on the universal access card in my hand. What they didn't know was that the building's special approvals for water and electricity—and all its property management connections—were maintained by this very "dog face" of mine. I tossed my ID badge into the dog bowl and turned to leave. Let's see how long you last once the new year passes—without logistics there to hold everything together.

In my previous life, my sister, Clarissa Smith, and I were adopted at the same time. She chose the Newmans, a prestigious family of scientists, leaving me with an impoverished divorcee. But later on, the Newmans kicked her out, and her reputation was completely ruined. Meanwhile, I'd married rich and had tens of millions of dollars from the government's relocation compensation package. Clarissa couldn't accept how differently our lives turned out, so she stabbed me to death. When my eyes open once more, I find myself alive again. I've gone back in time to the day Clarissa and I were adopted. To my surprise, I can hear her thoughts. [This time, I'm going to be the one who gets rich overnight!] As it turns out, she has been reborn as well. Well, this time around, she can be the one who gets to endure the torment instead.

Evian almost dies proving she is good. Good enough to bleed for her sister. Good enough to forgive betrayal. Good enough to disappear quietly. She almost died yet she survived... but the girl they depended on doesn’t. After waking in a hospital bed to apologies that sound like accusations, Evian walks out of her own life. She leaves behind a fiancé who calls cruelty "necessity," a family that feeds on her inheritance, and a sister who thrives on drama and blood. What replaces her is colder. One night, one reckless choice, and one anonymous man become her first act of rebellion. What Evian believes is a transaction—a body for money, power for control—turns out to be something far more dangerous. Because the man she reduces to a plaything is not disposable. Because the same day, the one man...meant to be nothing but a 'Play thing' walked through their door. In front of everyone who broke her, he ignores her beautiful sister, silences her father, and delivers a sentence that detonates the room... Marry me

My boyfriend said that art held no restrictions, so he used my provocative paintings to enter a competition. Amidst a row of classic ceramic figurines, I became famous. He shot to fame, landing in the top ten of trending searches, while I was humiliated by the entire internet and mocked as a “ceramic influencer.” When I confronted him, he looked at me with disappointment. “They don’t understand art, and neither do you? I thought you would support my work, but I didn’t expect you to stir trouble! You’re so immature!”

I am the lawfully wedded wife of Don Jones—the Donna of the Jones Family—and the founding CEO of his medical empire. I stood by Vincent's side as we built it up from a two-room surgical clinic into the crown jewel of European private healthcare. Then, in my eighth month of pregnancy, dying on the operating table, Vincent pulled every surgeon out of my maternity ward for the sake of his mistress. He killed our child with his own hands. He stripped me of the right to ever be a mother. He thought I was a homeless orphan with nowhere to go. He had no idea I was the sole blood heir of the Belmonte Family. After the divorce, I came home to command a global medical empire. He knelt and begged. I watched, cold-eyed, as he fell into hell.