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Cyra Aveline Berkeley and Adrian Hugo were bound by a marriage that conceals more than it reveals. Both teeter on the edge of madness and sadism, and in their union, there are only whispers of what has been done, and promises of what is yet to come. She was scandalous, cruel and disobedient - an exquisite storm no man could command. He was the shadow who dared to tame her, and the predator who savored the fight. But both Adrian and Cyra are prisoners of their own secrets; bloodied histories they cannot confess, sins that whisper in the dark, truths that, if unveiled, would destroy everything they pretend to be, truths so vile they would shatter the empires they wore like crowns. They are dangerous and merciless - two flames drawn together by obsession and depravity. But, the closer you look, the less you trust anything that you see, and the more you start to realise that... something is terrifyingly wrong. ------- ‼️ This work contains explicit sexual content, depicted within the bounds of mutual consent. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are uncomfortable with extreme or unconventional erotica, this book is not for you. ‼️ This book is a work of dark romance and thriller. It is meant to confuse you, irritate you, and have you question what the hell is happening.

Silva wants what he shouldn't have and takes what he can't desire. He should've known. Irisa offsets the brittle balance of diabolical cruelty, but it's a forgivable transgression that he's willing to make an exception for. She's a simple girl with a special smile; something opposite of him as it burns into his skin with regret. Regret that he doesn't have her. He doesn't know if he wants to kiss the smile away or wrap his hand around her fragile neck until the light fades to black. He's a nightmare wrapped in visceral ink, a frighteningly obsessive man with missing morals. Silva would rip his heart out if she asks; he is selfishly generous to her whims. *** This contains sensitive material that will be triggering to some, reader discretion is advised. Mature contents. Copyright © 2020 by Celia Crown

I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

SINSITER MAFIA SERIES:2 (P.s you don't have to read the first book Lorenzo to read this because they are different stories, this is about sinister his son) Sinister: "You should go now before something bad happens and pray you never see me again" I growl and get in my car drifting off leaving the bitch alone. Natalia: Pray I never see him again? Why? That bastard was so mean, this is what happens when being nice you get stepped on and hurt. They both wanted to rip each others heads off but after that night, they never expected for what was to come in the future.