"Have you ever," I pause, "touched yourself, Baylor?" "Well of course I've touched myself," she says like I am crazy. I chuckle a little. "I mean have you ever touched yourself in between your legs? Have you ever made yourself feel good?" She looks confused, "N-no?" I lean in and whisper in her ear, "When you go to bed tonight, I want you to touch yourself in between your legs while you think of me. I want you to let yourself feel that and if you make any noises don't try to stop them okay?" "O-okay," I can practically feel her throbbing in my lap. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

When Millie is dragged home by her Alpha mate after five years on the run, she's determined to make his life unbearable. But fighting the desire in her heart and body proves more difficult than expected. Season 1 of The Alpha's Rejection *** At the tender age of fifteen, Millie is rejected by her mate. Refusing to beg for his acceptance, she runs away the night Alpha Leander ascends to his position. She evades him for years, but her luck runs out when the Alpha appears on her doorstep, hellbent on taking her home. Millie quickly finds herself trapped in Leander's pack, but that's the least of her worries. Many things have changed since she last saw Leander. They're not kids anymore, and Leander has filled into his chiseled, brawny body in a way that makes her choke on her snarky, rebellious remarks. Between forced proximity, clashes of wills, jealousy and desire, and the suspicion that there was more to the rejection than meets the eye, Millie is in over her head. Fate brought them together, but will it be enough to overcome the hurt of the past and the tension of the present?

. . . a collection of Bucky Barnes one shots. [ started on 23 January, 2016. ] © savagesociety 2016 __________________ #2 in Fanfiction on 6/8/16.