Tommaso Ferrari finding love in this insane book. Sorry this is too smutty *********************** "Fuck princess make me cum like you used to every time you dance for me" he said and I started opening the button to exposed my cupped breast in a bra and he groaned out He continued moving my waist with the rhythm on how he wanted me to move and when he groaned out in pressure I started moving by myself at a faster pass and he groaned out "Oh yess baby just like that... Yeah.... Fuck.." He groaned out releasing and he touched my hair pulling me to him and started kissing on my neck "Oh..goodness.... Oooh" I moaned out Tom is the only guy I feel this for.... He cannot do that because it'll turn me the hell on he knows that's my weak spot with or without clothes It wasn't like how i could treat other customers this time is it was different and the fact that i let him touch me was a sign I can't do this not with all the teasing and all these kisses he knows my body like a map he knows where to touch,what to do and when to do it I pulled back from him standing up and he groaned out "I'm sorry tom you can keep the money I need to go" I said and he laughed pulling me to him Looking at him I gasped when he stripped the dress away from me leaving with the lingerie and he took a sharp breathe observing it and holding me close to him ******************** WARNING: SMUT THROUGHOUT THE BOOK Enjoy❤❤

Not a continuation of sick like him book. This started as a journal entry for a story. Description: He's an asshole, or so they say. My friend's older brother... Niccolò. A girl like me has got nothing to do with him... that is, until I crashed into his freaking car... trigger warnings please read! mature content dark romance dom/sub powerplay kink bdsm violence degradation/humiliation smut

(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.

{2025 The AMBY Awards QUALIFIER} "I've always been a good girl. But now I wake up wet... moaning a stranger's name... with bruises I can't explain." Gabriella May Carter was raised in scripture and silence, home-schooled by a fire-and-brimstone pastor, taught to fear her body and anything that made it burn. But when strange, erotic dreams begin haunting her nights-dreams of a man with sin on his breath and blood on his tongue-she joins a mission trip to New Orleans to pray the sin away. Instead, she finds him. Flesh and blood. Fangs and silk. Stefan Lazarescu is the ancient mob king of the underworld-dealer of blood, broker of bodies, destroyer of men. But when he sees her step off that missionary bus, modest dress clinging to her thighs in the Louisiana heat, he knows something's wrong. She smells like Heaven. But she tastes like prophecy. Stefan is the key to Gabriella's awakening-and her ruin. She's the one meant to end him. But neither of them can resist what's coming next... A moan. A bite. A war between what's holy and what's damned. God won't save her now. But Stefan might sin with her slow enough to make her beg.

"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

"Stay close, piccola... or I'll burn this whole city just to find you."

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. KILL FOR HER IS OFFICIALLY LIVE ON AMAZON! ❤️ 🖤 LINK IN BIO🖤 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.

Luca is a 28 year old mafia don, who is trying to better himself mentally with everything he's been through, he just wants to feel free. Kiana is a 24 year old therapist dealing with her own emotions and shit, she just wanted an escape. They meet and attempt to help each other, no romantic feelings but life makes everything harder and they can't stay away from each other. ** There is a lot of mature content in this book and I will not be putting warnings before as it will be long: this includes, sex (between more than one partner), drug abuse, sexual assault and harassment, mental illness and others. Please do not read if you feel as though you will be triggered** He stalked his way towards her. No words were uttered. Pure lust evident in their eyes. He backed her into a corner, she was looking everywhere but him, she couldn't, she shouldn't. His hand toyed with the hem of her dress. He hesitated. His mind was racing with thoughts of how he shouldn't, he couldn't. Her heartbeat picked up, her breaths quickened, her body needed him. He saw the affect he had on her. Pulling up her dress, he saw she had no panties on. Enraged he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her, making her look into his eyes. His other hand slid into her folds, she was soaking wet, just for him. She whimpered in response. She couldn't get enough. Her hips rocked back and forth along with his fingers. He added another. Yet to kiss her, he pushed the thought out of his head. Her body began to rock faster, causing moans to fall from her mouth. He bent down to her ear and whispered, "Perché non possiamo semplicemente stare lontani gli uni dagli altri belli?". (Why can't we just stay away from each other beautiful?).

"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)