It was just one night....i guess that's all it took. [Very Triggering] #2 wmbw 5/22/20 Completed!!!

➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ ✯If i know what love is, ✯ it is because of you ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ So, she saved a helpless child, it was off instinct. She was no hero, and she knew that. She never expected to be treated like one either. And she wasn't... Instead, he treated her like a queen. • • • "Why a chocolate sundae? There's over 100 flavors here." "I've mainly ever eaten chocolate sundaes at home so I like them!" "Why only chocolate? Why not banana or strawberry?" "Because my dad only keeps chocolate in the house. He's obsessed with it!" "Your dad likes chocolate huh?" "Mhm!" ••• [⚠️READ DISCLAIMER⚠️] Picture Credit: (unless Stated otherwise) PINTEREST, MY CAMERA ROLL

noun: weakness. /ˈwēknəs/ -a person or thing that one is unable to resist or likes excessively.

~~~ . . He let my hand go and cupped the side of my neck sinking his fingers up the back of my neck. I sighed leaning my head a bit back, before feeling my body shiver when used his thumb to run over my jawline. How did we end up here? We stared at each other for a sec, his eyes dropped to my lips then come back to my eyes. I slid my hands up his arms because they had no where else to go. I turned away from him, just for his hand that was on my hip to grab me by my cheeks. "You're drunk," I mumbled looking literally anywhere else but Mathias. "I am not," he moved his head to be in my eye view "Drunk," and just ended up pressing his forehead on mine, dropping the hand on my cheeks back to my hip. I closed my eyes tightly cause I couldn't look this man in the eyes for shit- The fact his hands were on me made it feel unreal, like it was another wet dream I was having of my boss. When his hands hadn't moved and nothing was said as if he was thinking of something to do. I opened eyes just as his head dipped into my neck, I swear I felt like melting on the floor right then and there. "Wait..."

"Yes Papi!" I tease... "Damn Kat, if you keep talking like that I'm gonna have a hard time leaving!" He laughs and comes up behind me, placing both his hands on either side of the sink. I turn coming face-to-face with his chest and dropping the sponge in my hand on the ground. His cologne fills my nose, "Santi... I don't think this a good idea." I manage to breathe out. "Que pasa mamacita? You scared?" He whispers leaning closer. I take a deep breath as his voice sends sparks to my stomach and below. F*ck me, mans was so hot! His arm comes around my waist and he pulls me closer... Cover made by: @Enny101

"I swear you're going to marry me one day" "And why are you so sure?" "I just know. You'll marry me and have my kids. And of course we'll live happily every after." Alia, a black woman moves in next door not sure if she'll ever be ready for relationship. She's smart, funny and is always there to help. Ben- from Brazil is intrigued by Alia and her attributes. He wants her more than anything, He's not so sure if his family wants his woman included in the picture, but that won't stop him. This is my story so please don't steal!

"she can have you" "can you not do this right now" "and why not, you got me out here lookin' dumb" "we're not together though so how" "bi- you know what you right we not, have a nice day"

When a beautiful girl meets a shy boy and they fall in love. But the boys dad gets this crazy obsession with the young girl. What will happen? P.S. I DO NOT OWN ANY IMAGES OR GIFS

I lived next to a Mafia Boss. No no wait. Let me explain. He was my neighbor. My cute and charming neighbor with an equally charming accent. So how did one night of spontaneous sex suddenly turn into something more? started: nov 01 2018 ended: feb 03 2021

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.