Ever since she's been a child, Leila Rossetti's sole ambition has been to seize control of The Cosa Nostra and avenge the childhood she lost by the claws her father, The Don. When she inadvertently declares war on the Russians, who have long held a vice grip on the underground, her plans go right in the trash giving way to a far more dangerous threat. Yet the overconfidence of the Italian assassin is nothing more than a source of amusement to Nikolai Romanov, king of The Bratva. Known for his ruthlessness and absolute control over Russia, he views Leila's reckless move as merely an entertaining spectacle, like a predator who only toys with its prey before devouring it. So what happens when The Pakhan finally decides to strike his prey? ________________________ "If you allow her near you again, I will kill you. Then myself. And it will all be over. If we can't be together in this life we will in the other. Then the next one. And the next one after that. You know how the list goes." I hissed, digging my index finger into his chest. "You're tormenting me can't you see? Your absence your contradictions, they're torturing me. I want to kill anyone who dares to look at you too long, anyone who'd dare to even breathe too close. I crave your blood, your tears, your violence and your lust. Every single part of you. I want to reach into your chest and carve myself in your black heart making sure it only beats for me. You haunt my thoughts and you course through my veins. You. Are. Mine." The words ripped through my throat like sharp blades, leaving me trembling and my chest heavy. It felt as if my very soul laid bare, right on his blood painted hands. A cruel pleasure painted the twist of his lips as his eyes flashed with triumph. He savoured every moment of watching me suffer because of what he caused, delighted in the confession of my sick obsession. "Then prove it to me. I'm right here, Leila. Take what's yours." My heart stilled.

They were born enemies. Now they're bound by blood. Aurora D'Angelo was raised in silk and shadows Italian royalty with a knife in her boot and blood on her hands. The most lethal of the D'Angelo triplets, she was trained to kill with precision and smile with charm. The mafia is her birthright. Power, her playground. Leonit Sidorov grew up with fists and fire, clawing his way out of hell one body at a time. Son of the Bratva's second-in-command, he murdered his way to the top and claimed the title of Pakhan with nothing but rage and ruthless strategy. He bows to no one. Their families have been at war for generations, a legacy carved in blood and betrayal. But when old enemies become new threats, Leonid proposes the unthinkable, a marriage between him and Aurora to forge an alliance no one would dare challenge. She's the poison he shouldn't touch. He's the fire she should never play with. But in a world where loyalty is deadly and love is a weapon, some vows are more dangerous than bullets. One marriage. Two assassins. A thousand secrets. Let the war begin.

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

Antonia, a 3 yr-old girl, left alone and found by a cold, heartless, italian mafia's Capo; Santiago Moretti, a 27 yr-old man with four brothers. Follow Antonia's life journey and discover all the secrets that will be revealed. Sorry for the short description but give this book a try. Date start: December 10, 2021 Date completed: January 1, 2022 All the pictures I used were not mine. And all the italian and spanish language came from google translate. Thanks again. Start: december 2021 End: january 2022 ************🌹************ 160k➡️march 14,2022 170k➡️march 26,2022 195k➡️april 14 200k➡️april 18 300k➡️june 25 🥇siblings➡️april 14 🥇princess➡️april 20

This is book two in the Lost&Found Series but can be read as a stand alone. *** I heard the bag drop on the table before he grabbed my elbow and spun me around. His hand cupped my chin as he made me look in his eyes. "So much anger, piccola raggazza." he said as his eyes darted back and forth between mine. My lips parted as I looked in his grey orbs which he inherited from his father. Sharp, defined jaw and pointy noise with his upper lip thin and bottom, thick. "I'm not angry at you. Your presence and absence are of little importance to me." I stated and looked away. "You grew up in my arms, I know you like the back of my hand." he told as his thumb applied pressure on my jaw to tilt my face towards his. I blinked and looked at him blankly not wanting to give away the fact that I was literally melting in his arms like a puddle. "You're not worthy of my any emotion or feeling. You're mistaken if you think I care." I stated in a matter of factly tone. *** Returning home after four years, Sylvia Mancini will encounter a lot more than she has anticipated. Her life's about to take a complete 360 turn and Adrian Knight just so happens to be the reason why. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, GRAPHIC VOILENCE, RAPE, MATURE LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL SCENES. #50 in Italian (09/15/21) #1 in Drama (10/03/21) #69 in fear (10/21/21)

[Semi Edited ] Previously Know As 'Adoration' Book One In The Russo Series "So fucking tight" he praised backing up looking at my body as he thumbs my clit-Spreading my legs open getting full view of my aching pussy. Clenching uncontrollably around him as he brought on yet another orgasm. "Fuck,Amore your dripping" he said smirking while fingering me faster. His hands travel up and down my body before grabbing my neck. "Suck" he demanded as I took his finger in my mouth sucking and licking as if it was his dick looking him in his eyes. "Such an obedient little slut" he boasted smirking at me. - Elianna DuPont Perez was the daughter of Danger. She was the definition of beautiful and deadly. Her very name itself could bring people to their knees- Her words could leave you in a mix of not only self pity but a mix of hurt at her reckless tongue, her beauty was her power and she used it too her advantage. Leonardo Russo was the son of The Italian Mafia Don, Heir to his family's Business. He was labeled desirable and wanted by many and was known to be the son who was closed off and to himself even though he was the next heir and the future Don. He was a dangerous temptation In waiting. Their families come together and become allies for a mission. A mission which changes everything. Sparks fly, Blood is splattered and tears are shed. A beautiful recipe for disaster just waiting to happen. - Warning The writing in this book is in no way shape or form professional. This book includes mature topics and scenes so please be advised. Mentions of sex, torture, explicit language and description, weapons: knives and guns and more I'm not going to sit here and say this book is 18+ because it's not, it's more so for a mature audiences so read if you wish. ------ [ Word Count: 80,000- 100,000 words ] Most Impressive Rankings ☆ #1 In Bdsmrelationship #1 In Bwwm #4 In Passion #6 In Assassin #14 In Series #24 In Fear

BOOK ONE : Desires Series In public I'm his queen,his dearest wife;in bed I'm his most obedient slut;the one he pleasures every night and in the morning before he goes to work. ... Marco Marino the heir to the Marino empire is known for being ruthless and is feared by many. Laura Capone the daughter of the late Alessia Capone is a sweet and caring person who wants nothing but happiness in her life. What happens when Marco and Laura get into an arranged marriage to merge the two empires. What truths will unfold what secrets won't be kept in the dark for too long and how will their love and lust story unfold. ... Disclaimer: this book contains explicit and violent content. If you are not comfortable with that you may feel free to not read the book. Please vote kisses 🤍

"The Mafia Boss and His Angel" Valentina Vernández is an pure perfection. She has brown wavy hair, juicy plump lips, marvelous body. Although her life isn't devine as it seems to be. Lorenzo Martino is an sexy mysterious Italian. He has everything, however one thing is missing in his perilous life. The perfect woman, which he doesn't believe exist. |MATURE CONTENT|

Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES

Aaron Russo - Don of the Russo mafia. "To kill or be killed" He had many women in his life but the one thing he didn't do was love or relationships. He said it was a weakness, something people can exploit and hold against you, something he can't have being the head of the mafia. His main objectives are making money, killing traitors and over powering every other mob. That's until he laid eyes on her. Aaron Russo may not do love or relationships, but he knew she was going to be his. She was made for him. Florence Stan - First year uni student. Finally away from strict parents and boyfriend. Studying, making friends and partying is on her agenda for the next three years while she stays in accommodation. She wanted to see what she'd been missing over the years when her father wouldn't allow her to go out, that's untill she ends up at the wrong club at the wrong time. His club. Little did she know the "freedom" she thought she'd just gained would disappear once again. She would no longer be her father's property but his. •• "Well you didn't think I'd just sit here, accept your deal and fall at your knees begging for you to be with me forever, did you?" I smile at her causing her smile to drop. "Don't answer that, you proved you were a freak when you kidnapped me. Anyways, since I have lived with my father for 18 years, I know what men like you and him are like, there's no way for me to get out of this. So, for the next two years I will do everything to make you hate me, I will make you wish you never brought me into your life. By time It gets to the end you will be begging my father to take me back." I slowly get up and walk around the table till I'm right in front of her. Her breathing hitches as I sit on the desk with my hands on my knees, bent down inches away from her face "Princess, I don't beg, the only person who will be begging is you when you want me to fuck that sweet little pussy of yours. Don't make empty threats again