➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ ✯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

Her back rested upon his front, he wrapped one hand around her throat and the other hand cupped her heat. He leaned his tall frame down to her petite figure before letting out a low growl. "You better learn some respect before I fuck that tight pussy of yours." Ignoring the moisture between her legs and urge to be touched in ways she could never imagine, Dream spun around and mirrored his previous actions in an act of defiance and wrapped 𝗵𝗲𝗿 hand around 𝗵𝗶𝘀 throat, tip toed to reach his height and whispered in his ear... "I dare you bitch." _________☘︎︎♧︎☘︎︎_________ Dream Carter is a boss in a mans world and doesn't take shit from anyone but what happens when a certain 6'5 grey-eyed billionaire who is what every woman wants and what every man wants to be, walks into her life and turns shit upside down? well read to find out motherfucker. (completed and edited.) WARNING! MATURE CONTENT.

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.

22-year-old Iris Amyrah James meets 30-year-old Leonardo Sorelli on a night out with her friends. Iris is a bold, independent, and most of all rebellious girl. So when she gets dared to go flirt with the handsome devil, she doesn't hesitate. Before she even opened her mouth, Leonardo could tell that she wasn't only beautiful, but she was different. Upon meeting her, Leonardo wants more with her, but his own secrets are getting in his own way. Nothing prepared them for the turmoil they will go through. Nothing prepared them for the secrets and the lies that will shake them up. Nothing prepared them for how hard they were going to fall for each other. With the fashion designer and the mafia don caught in a storm of secrets and scandalous pasts, will they make it in the end, or will they crash and burn? MATURE 18+ 🦋Highest Rankings🦋 #1 stephenjames - 06/06/22 #2 blackauthor - 06/06/22 #2 pocauthor - 06/07/22 #1 glowprincess - 08/19/22 #1 blacklead - 07/23/22

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𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌 ༻✦༺ ❝Go eat.❞ I tell Giovanni. He watched me carefully with his unique eyes before tilting his head slightly to the left, ❝Spread them legs then.❞ My cheeks immediately heat up. The only thing that saved me was being dark-skinned, because he would have seen red streaks all over my face if I weren't. I bite my lip and he looks down at it hungrily, "Don't bite your lip, I want to do that." "Giovanni?" I manage to say and he stares down at me with hooded eyes, "Shut up and go eat!" I push his chest but he doesn't budge. His colored eyes go dark, "I'm waiting for my meal to spread her legs." He coos walking closer in anticipation. ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧" 𝐓𝐨 "𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭" 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃- January 18th 2023 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃- 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆: Rank 1 in #blackexcellence RANK 3 in #twistedromance RANK 4 in #blacklead RANK 7 in #confidence RANK 14 in #don RANK 1 in #darkskingirl