୨୧
3 stories
HIS THERAPIST | 18+ by eroticaIrisGrace
eroticaIrisGrace
  • WpView
    Reads 12,638,527
  • WpVote
    Votes 422,306
  • WpPart
    Parts 48
✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."
A Clean Slate by XxdailyzxX
XxdailyzxX
  • WpView
    Reads 290,007
  • WpVote
    Votes 5,215
  • WpPart
    Parts 52
Marriage was never one of the many things Malia Detro wanted. Being one of the weak Italian Mafia groups her dad (aka the leader) would do anything he could for power. The only thing that mattered to him was power. He didn't care about his wife or daughter. He would constantly cheat on his wife. And showed no interest in his daughter. But when the opportunity came for him to combine his power with one of the biggest Italian Mafia Groups he didn't hesitate once to say yes. But for him to join forces with the Mafia group he had to ensure that Ace Vinceair (aka the heir to the Mafia group) became the leader of his parents Mafia. That's when he finally started to show interest in his daughter. Not a lot but at least some. And that some was only her presence on this earth. He forced his daughter (Malia) to marry Ace. Neither one of them wanting it. The only thing Ace was looking forward too through this yes or yes situation was the power he would get out of it. Both Malia and Ace wanting separate things.
Emilia by apollosdesire
apollosdesire
  • WpView
    Reads 4,921,343
  • WpVote
    Votes 120,110
  • WpPart
    Parts 49
"The Mob Boss and the Stripper" - Suffering from an abusive relationship, Emilia didn't think her life could get any worse until the night her boyfriend made a deal with the devil and gave her away to the mafia without hesitation in order to save his life and clear his name from his debt. Now, Emilia is stuck even further but little does she know that her life is bound to change forever when she meets the handsome devil, Vincent Fontana. But did it change for the greater or for the worse? ۵ "Who the hell are you?!" I asked in the midst of my panic as I stared at the blue eyed devil sitting down on the couch in front of me. "Allow me to introduce myself..." He chuckled, standing up to his full height that towered mine as he walked closer towards me. He raised his tatted hand up towards my face as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip, leaving my breathing to hitch. "I'm Mr. Fontana, now strip."