Years later.After the past year of the death of the Mafia's King Mason Wilde, the killer who was no one but the unwanted forgotten child of Stephanie.Vincent! Years has gone by and Matt has grown being protective and possessive of his little sister,Emery with the promise to kill the man who murdered their father and sent there mother away into depression. Justine Is an innocent 22 years old,the adoptive sister of the enemy King.she was the sister of Vincent,Unknown of the crime her brother was in she had become a top police officer at the crime branch. Unaware that she was going to get kidnapped by no other then Matthew Wilde and his crew! The man that rejected their unborn child had appeared two months later,but not for the baby but for revenge. *MUST READ MAFIA PRINCE'S EX WIFE FIRST *Previously Named The Mafia King's Unwanted Child And Revenged Wife 9# in Adoptive ©️Published In 2016 by Rosehearted_ ®️Reserved In 2016 by Rosehearted_

I never thought that playing with my nephew behind my own house would drag me into witnessing one of the biggest drug deals in the history of Sialkot. I almost made it to the house without being noticed, atleast that's what I thought. I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach as I was pulled to a hard chest with a strong grip on my waist. All I remember before darkness enveloped me was hearing a dangerously low and husky voice saying, "You're MINE, Mehru". Little did I know that this day would lead to my life turning upside down.

He grabbed me by my wrists and pinned me up against my bedroom wall. We were so close that i could feel his warm breath softly hit my cheeks. He was tall. I tried to fight away but i didn't succeed. His grip would just get tighter. I can see the want in his dark blue ocean eyes that i can easily get lost into. His well built body was against my weak small one. I don't understand it. I don't understand why i feel so intimidated by him. Why? He doesn't even like me. I mean absolutely nothing to this rich CEO. At that moment he whispered near my ear, "I want you..." I could feel the want and need radiating from his body onto mine.

"You want me to show you what I am capable of?" He challenged me with an angry look. "What are you doing?" I asked intimidated I felt his hand roaming all over my body. "What does it look like I am doing ?!" he murmured in my neck. I tried to create some distance between us but he grabbed me by my wrist and pulled harshly closer to him. "How many times do I have to repeat myself? You are mine!" he hissed, gritting his teeth. I visibly flinched and was shocked by his confession. He didn't gave me time to recover because he pressed his lips against mine. Suddenly I felt two strange feelings: fear and .... LUST . I was scared of my own husband but deep down I wanted to kiss him back. Savannah Zaires is a simple, kind and beautiful girl who works in Kastein Inc. She is independent and loves doing her job. Maxwell Kastein is the CEO of Kastein Inc. He's a cold hearted bastard who fires his staff in a blink. He's sexy and flirtatious guy who beds different women every other night. He sometimes acts impulsive and aggressive. To inherit the Kastein Inc. and become the only owner, Max has to marry the women his grandfather chooses. What happens when his grandfather chooses his personal assistant which he despise and yet lust so much as his wife? Warning: Lots of spelling mistakes, please ignore them. Mature scenes and lots of swearing! You've been warned.

The story of a mafia bosses son. (You don't have to read Forced By The Mafia Boss to read this, it'll give you background but it's not necessary.) ⚠️ Description coming soon ⚠️ I don't own any pictures in this story

"If you think a night is all you are going to be on my bed under me. Little one! How wrong are you." She gulped not trusting her ears that hear what her brute of a husband said. He pulled her close to him breathing on her little face tingling her lips trembled. Her eyes wide in disbelieve. She turned beetroot red thinking of all that had transpired between them. She was sore all over her body. "But that was a mis... mistake and we should not repeat it again." He chuckled pushing the lock of her dark hair behind her ear leaving a tingling sensation on her ever sensitive nape. He closed the distance and brought his lips to her already bruised nape sucking the same spot making it darker. She couldn't hold in her moan and let out a desperate cry. "We. will. not. repeat. the. same. again. coz He said in between kisses she was brought back to reality, his words not making any sense to her. He pulled the sheet away which covered her naked self. Trailing his calloused fingers gently down to her... "We will do so much more and so much new things you've never experienced. You got so much to catch up with and this husband of yours will take the honour to do it all." She blushed and also a tingle went down her sore v*****. There was this saying about her husband. 'Ricardo Wilde never went back on his words.' She was going to experience it all and learn so much more. This arranged marriage and all that came with was indeed too much for her, starting from her husband.

*Category : Thriller|Action|Mystery|Romance.* *MatureContent. 18+ Only.* A/N: Trigger Warning PLEASE NOTE: CURRENTLY EDITING, ADDING AND FINISHING THE BOOK, PLEASE COME BACK IN 60 DAYS (15th June 2023) Excerpt: Intoxicating. That one word is my undoing. Dangerous. That one word describes you the best. Opposite. That one word is how I would describe us. Delicious. Your lips. Your smile. The colour white on you. Attraction. Something so strong I am afraid it will break me one day. Scared. Because I can't control what I feel about you. Jealousy. I am so selfish when I am with you. Broken. It is what I feel when you are not around. Constant. You. You are my undoing, Rage. I will forever remember you as the one and only person who can so easily and seamlessly break me into pieces with just one look. I built a perfect world here, right under your nose. A country under your thumb, at your beck and call. A country so shit-scared of the mere sight of you that they can't even call you by your real name. Because when they look you in the eye... all they see is rage. Born in a family run by drug peddlers, daughter of a drug lord... it's seriously laughable how easily I sneaked into your country right under your nose. And you didn't even know. And then you noticed me... Piece by piece I came apart, right at your feet. So easily breakable that all this time, I lived in a delusion... That nothing could ever touch me. And yet you did, Rage. I know, I know. I know, I belong to you... But here is a thing, Rage. I OWN you. *** • Start Date: 12th August, 2016.