In the ruthless underworld of New York City, mafia boss Matteo "The King" Moretti lives for one thing: Revenge. When a buried truth resurfaces, it leads him to an unthinkable solution: marry Isabella Russo, the fierce daughter of his family's greatest enemy. Bound by a fragile alliance and years of bloodshed, their marriage is anything but safe. Hate turns into tension, tension into something far more dangerous. But as enemies close in and secrets unravel, Matteo and Isabella must decide: will their bond rewrite their legacy... or destroy them both?

"Out of all my sins, you're my favourite." Nico was never supposed to want her. A man like him doesn't love, he destroys. Built on violence and loyalty, feared by everyone who knows his name, Nico is the kind of mistake Cici should run from. Instead, she walks straight toward him. Because the devil looks different when he touches you like devotion. As rival families close in and blood stains everything they touch, Cici is forced to decide what she's willing to sacrifice for a man who would kill for her, lie for her... and ruin anyone who tries to take her away. Nico doesn't love gently. He loves obsessively. And once he decides you're his, there's no escape.

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️ ""Show me that wet pussy," he commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl dripping with dominance and raw lust, every word dripping with hunger. The heat in his words wrapped around me like a vise, making my skin flush and my breath hitch. I spread my legs wider, every nerve ending screaming for him. He leaned in, eyes dark and hungry, the scent of him intoxicating. He inhaled deeply, his voice rough as he whispered, "Such a good girl." I bit down hard on my trembling lips, my body aching, desperate for his touch...

Isabella is desperate for her own independence, but her overprotective father stands in the way of her future. When she demands that she attends a University two hundred miles away from her home, her father only has one exception; a bodyguard. Elio is dedicated to his career to honour his late sister, but when he owes a favour to an ex-mafia boss, he takes body-guarding to a completely new level. Isabella is reckless and likes to push her bodyguards limits. Elio has zero patience and a desire to punish his client. When things start to get heated and unexpected feelings get in the way, their forbidden relationship becomes a distraction when Isabella's life is on the line. Elio is desperate to not let down another important woman in his life. But he can't save everyone, including his own bleeding heart. Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Bodyguard - Age-gap (8 years - FMC is 21 and MMC is 29) - Forbidden Love - Brat FMC/Grumpy MMC - Light BDSM (sub/dom vibes) - Size difference (5'4 & 6'6) - University/College Setting - Past Trauma/Healing - ANGST (so much of it)

In a world where power is inherited and love is forbidden, Vivienne Lancaster and Luca Moretti were never meant to meet. When a heated argument is mistaken for passion, a single scandalous misunderstanding binds them in a union neither wants but both must endure. As they navigate a relationship built on deception, their hatred turns to something far more dangerous: desire. But with their families sworn enemies and betrayal lurking in every shadow, falling for each other might just cost them everything.

Dark Mafia love story WARNING this story contain a lot of sexual content including strong language , mention of drugs and suicide , read at your own discretion ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Meet Rose Godlova.26. she's as innocent as they come, she gives and never expects nothing in return. she a hard worker, she's friendly and kind. but deep inside she's battling her own demons. Meet Enzo Don Binacheli.29. he's the total opposite. he doesn't care about nothing and noone. whatever he wants he gets. he's never been told no until a little annoying yet beautiful angel comes his way .... opposites attract right....... #mafiastory 14 rank Word Count : 58,394 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

"They say you're innocent, pure, a virgin-but I know you touch yourself every single day, thinking of me." Her back arched instinctively against me. Breath caught. "L-Lucian, I..." she whispered, trembling, hands clutching at me as if to push me away. I smirked darkly. "Cat got your tongue, gattina? Tell me... do you dream of me every night?" "I... I don't..." she stammered, heat crawling up her neck, her body betraying her despite the words. My smirk deepened. "So... if I slip a finger under your dress, you're telling me it's not soaked underneath?" Her gasp, sharp and unguarded, made my chest tighten. Knees threatening to buckle, every shiver, every ache-utterly exposed. I leaned closer, lips brushing her ear. "You're mine, gattina. Don't you forget it." ⸻ Isabella Rose Ledesma, 22, should have had a simple life: nursing school, exams, late-night study sessions with her best friend. She wasn't supposed to be noticed. Not by him. Lucian Dominic Vitale, 25, is whispered about with fear across continents. Cold-blooded, calculated, untouchable. A man who built his empire on violence, who bends the world with nothing but a word-and now, he's set his sights on her. One night, in the quiet shadows of a hospital hallway, he saw her-not just her face, not just her body, but the fire inside her. She didn't know it then, but that night, she became his-his weakness, his obsession, his possession. Even when he disappears without a trace, leaving only the memory of ice-blue eyes and ruthless control, Isabella realizes men like Lucian don't vanish. They haunt. They follow. They claim. Across cities, across oceans, he watches every move she makes-every stolen smile, every soft gasp, every secret thought. Lucian doesn't just want her heart. He wants her mind. Her body. Her soul. And when he comes back, Isabella will learn the truth: You don't run from the devil once he calls you his kitten. You kneel.

Please remember to vote, share and comment! I appreciate everyone who gives my book a shot. TRIGGER WARNING THROUGHOUT THE BOOK: STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND RAPE A Devil's Promise is a heart-pounding, emotionally charged tale of love, power, and survival. At twenty-two, Valentina's life is upended when she learns that her father is the leader of the Greek Mafia. In the blink of an eye, everything she once believed about her family and her world shatters. The life of innocence she once knew is replaced by a dangerous new reality, where loyalty is tested and survival comes at a high cost. To complicate matters further, Valentina is thrust into an arranged marriage with Luca, the powerful and ruthless leader of the Italian Mafia. Forced into this union, she is torn between her past-filled with love and simplicity-and her uncertain future, filled with danger and darkness. As she navigates this treacherous world, Valentina must confront the secrets of her family, the truth about her own identity, and the man she is bound to marry. With danger lurking at every turn, and a promise made to a devil, Valentina faces a choice that will shape her future: survive at all costs or embrace the love she never expected in a world built on betrayal. In A Devil's Promise, nothing is as it seems, and trust is a dangerous game. Will Valentina's heart survive this dark world, or will the promise she's been forced to make break her spirit forever? Join her on a journey of love, betrayal, and discovering what it truly means to survive.

"Your gun, Christian," I whispered breathlessly, the reality of who he was momentarily flashing in my mind. Even in bed, he was a dangerous man. He didn't stop. I felt the vibration of a low, dark smile against my skin before he spoke, his voice grazing my ear. "Gun's under the pillow," he whispered. ౨ৎ Lelani, 20 never asked for chaos. She wanted a quiet life, a clean future, and a chance to finally breathe. Christian, 24 was the kind of man she promised herself she would never get close to dangerous, secretive, and tied to a world she has no business stepping into. But fate doesn't care about warnings. And he's not good at letting go. Something about her pulls him in. Something about him keeps her from walking away. All she knows is this: The boy she shouldn't want is the only one who touches her right.