✥ 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."

❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild

"I hate you." My voice cracks as I tell him. His feet stop at the door. I clutch the bedsheet tightly around my chest as he turns around with an emotionless face. "Then there will be a lot of hate fucking between us." A smirk curve his lips as his green eyes rake over my body with the heat of conquest. Hot rage flows through my veins and I glare back at him with so much hatred for what he did to me. "Breakfast at sharp 8:10. You remember, right?" He smirks arrogantly and walks out of the room with his warnings. WARNING: FORCED SXX BOOK!! 🔞 * * * * * * * * * * * Dakota Black was a man cloaked with charisma and power. But I made him a monster. Three years ago, I sent him to jail. Accidentally. And now he is back to get his revenge from me. "Seven nights." He said. "I spent seven nights in that rotten jail. I give you seven nights to live with me. Sleep with me. And I'll free you from your sins." He promised to destroy my life for the sake of a good view if I didn't follow his commands. His personal wh0re, that's what he called me. 🔻MATURE CONTENT🔻 Highest Ranks: #1 in Force #1 in Hate #1 in LoveHate #1 in Seduction #1 in Blackmail #1 in Adult Content #1 in Sexual Themes #1 in Mature Themes #2 in Adult #2 in Humor #2 in Revenge #2 in Dark Fantasy #3 in Hot #3 in EnemiesToLovers #4 in SlowBurn

"We can't... you're my client." He chuckled, "so? There's no law against fucking my lawyer." He cupped my chin forcing me to look at him. "Stop making excuses and let me fuck you." Maia Carter has everything she ever dreamed of. At just 25, she's a rising star in the legal world-sharp, fearless, and undefeated in the courtroom. Her reputation for being untouchable and fiercely independent has made her a force to be reckoned with. Life is great! What could possibly go wrong? Everything-when Nicoló Santoro walks into her office. Nicoló offers Maia a staggering sum to defend him in a high-stakes criminal case. She knows better-she can see the red flags. Every instinct tells her to say no. Against her better judgment, Maia takes the case. One night of weakness is all it takes. Nicoló blurs every boundary, pulling her into a seductive game of power, secrets, and manipulation. Now, with her career on the line and her emotions dangerously entangled, Maia must fight not just for justice, but for herself. Because mixing business with pleasure isn't just a mistake-it could destroy everything she's worked for. Highest Rank #1 in mafiaromance 07/03/22 Highest Rank #3 in adult romance 07/17/22 Highest Rank #1 in client 03/25/22 Highest Rank #1 in court 06/28/22 Highest Rank #2 in trails 03/30/2022 Highest Rank #3 in lawyer 10/6/22 Highest Rank #4 in adult content 10-01-22 Highest Rank #5 in Mature audience 10/13/22 Highest Rank #5 in adult language 07/22/23

"You keep calling me tesoro," I said quietly. "Like I belong to you." He didn't look at me this time. "Right now," he replied, "you're the reason I'm still breathing." "That's not the same thing." A slow smile touched his mouth. Not kind. Not soft. "Doesn't have to be." The road blurred past the windows. My pulse refused to settle. "You ever feel bad about this?" I asked. "About taking someone who didn't ask to be dragged into your mess?" He finally glanced at me, eyes sharp, assessing. "Every day." I waited. "And?" "And I do it anyway." Silence pressed down on us. "You scare me," I admitted. His gaze dipped, just briefly, to my throat. My mouth. "Good," he said. "Means you're paying attention." My breath hitched. "Is this part of the job?" "No." His voice dropped. "That's the problem." I swallowed. "Then stop looking at me like that." He leaned closer, close enough that I could smell smoke and metal on him. Close enough that my instincts screamed. "Like what?" he asked. "Like you're deciding something." He held my stare, unbothered. "I already chose," he said. "I'm just letting you catch up."

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

She owns a quiet coffee shop filled with books and soft light. He belongs to a world built on blood, silence, and power. He was never meant to find peace. She was never meant to fall for a monster. But every devil needs somewhere to rest.....

"You have 3 months to get a girl to fall in love you, then break up with her and you'll get your money." What started out to be a bet with his friends in Italy turned out to be something more. Gabriella Rosa never thought that she would end up falling for such a try hard jerk but here she was, what will happen when she finds out his true intentions? 10/10 book!

25 years ago the Brazilian mafia had a daughter who was claimed to be dead But was she ever really dead? Dimitri Petrov never had a real family his mother ran out on them causing his father to spiral Erina on the other hand never had a family to start with she bounced around in the foster system The two fixed each other But will they stay together?