"He was never supposed to touch her. She was never supposed to want him." Alaina Catalina Navarro was never supposed to touch the mafia's crown prince. The daughter of the Don's most loyal staff, she was trained to obey, to blend in, to never be seen. Graziano Vincenzo-- the Don's heir to hell itself--saw her, and once he did, he couldn't stop. Their love is obsession. Their bond is blood soaked. Their enemies? Closer than they think. One kiss started a war. Now there's no turning back.

"But-" "I said no." "Please Daddy. I'll be a good girl." "What did I tell you." I gasp as he cups my wet mound. "T-that only good girls get to c-cum." I moan as he starts to circle his fingers around my sensitive nub. "And have you been a good girl?" He asks going faster. "No daddy, I'm so-" "Then you don't get to finish." He says before he removes his hand and I groan is disappointment. WARNING: Guys this book is sooo cringe and everything is so fast paced. I don't know what I was thinking 😭 It's my first and probably only story so please forgive me. I do NOT own any pictures used in this story. (They're all from Pinterest).

When Ivy Lancaster, a young and successful publisher, saves a family farm in an old rundown town, her life is flipped on its axis. Her charity puts her on the radar of the man who runs all of Sin Sity. His gang has had the city on lockdown for years, and he's at the heart of it all. And now, she's been pulled into this life too. One she never expected. The one she'd only read about in books. Alongside him and his bestfriend, she'll have to learn how to survive this new life she's been pulled into. Or go back to the mundane, calm life at her desk. And she's not sure which is worse. **** I know I shouldn't. I know I should be disgusted by the thought of his hands on me. He is a killer. He's psychotic. He's forcing me to be here. And yet, I can't make myself pull away. I can't tell him to stop. Sin's fingers dip lower, playing with the lace barely covering my skin. I throw my head back against his chest, his gun still digging into my back. My eyes catching Arrows again. He hasn't moved. But his fists clench at his sides. And I wonder what it would feel like to have him pressed against my front with Sin at my back. God, what the fuck, Ivy? Why am I letting this happen? "I know you're wet for me, baby girl." Sin murmurs into my ear. "Wet for us." 'Fuck, I'm screwed' I think as Sin's fingers slip under my panties.

Lana Jones works hard to be able to survive on her own. She prouds on never giving up and her moral integrity. But when Ian McCain offers her three million dollars for one night of her time, she swallows her pride and accepts his offer. That's when she realizes, she won't even spend the night with Ian, but in the company of one and only James Cornell, a spoiled trust-fond kid. She read and heard he was good looking and charming, but nothing could prepare her for the real James. When James meets Lana, he has no idea she was bought and paid for to spend the night with him. He's instantly smitten with her and sparks fly. One drink turns into diner, which turns into a impromptu date, which they end in bed. When James wakes up next night Lana is gone. Six years passes by when James and Lana bump into each other again. Can they work things out, or will the past tear them apart once again? **************** I've written this story over a long period of time, which resulted in some continuity errors. I decided I want to change it a bit, so things are more clear and the story will move on more naturally... I did finish the story, but there are mistakes to it which I want to resolve. Anyhow for the time being, I will leave this story here, and work on the new and improved version on my computer. Thanks for understanding, and I hope this doesn't stop you from reading this story :)

[COMPLETED] "You're so beautiful." He whispers, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. "It's a shame you won't be so much when I'm finished with you. I'm gonna play you like a piano, my precious girl." "We shouldn't be doing this Cyrus." I whisper staring up at him. His face hardens and he slips his thumb in between my lips. "Open your legs for me, pretty baby." In which a dominant, thirty year old man, who has never been in a serious relationship, becomes infatuated with a twenty-three year old black girl.

Athena Colt, a self made millionaire businesswomen with a dark past finds herself at an annual masquerade ball to honor the rich and successful. Athenas dark and mysterious persona intrigues no other than Griffin Romano, a dangerous mafia leader. What happens when Griffin's interest in Athena, could possibly lead to finding out what why her past is so well hidden. ***** She took a step towards him, not afraid of who he was. Her voice was strong, "My personal life is none of your business." And he was just as bold and took a step closer, "Thats too bad, isn't it?"

Nora is a big shot lawyer who lives in the big city. One day she gets a case for the infamous crime boss Lorenzo. She doesnt want to take it. She tells herself that she cant. She doesnt want to be involved with someone of that nature. But something comes up and shes forced to take it against her will. She has two options, let the case fail and hes sent to away or let the infamous man walk away as a free man. Seems like a rather easy thing to pick from but for her it's not. Not when her family and her life is involved. *not suggested for younger viewers

"Did you not hear me? Get out, Taurus." Unbuckling his seat belt he gets out. I unbuckle my seat and step out the car. His towering 6'3 is standing in front of me looking down at me blank face. "I've taken a lot of disrespect from you, Taurus more than I'm willing to keep taking. Especially from my mate. If you were any other female. I would have snapped your neck, just for your tone. But you are my Queen. So instead I'll be turning that sweet plump ass of yours red with welps." My panties instantly drenched. He breaths in deep and his eyes turn black. "Turn around and put your hands on the car." I do as he say no questions, my mind wants me to stop it. But my heart and body want this. " I want you to count, and after you count ask for another." He grips my scalp yanking my head back so his lips are by my ear. "Politely." A moan slips as I feel his breath caress my skin. "Don't miss sweet heart or I'll start over." My arousal hits full force. A deep growl rubles from his belly.

"𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙚, 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙?" he asked me sweetly, and I could not remain silent with his lips near my ear. "On yours..." I answered under a whisper, still looking at the floor. With the gentle brush of his fingertips underneath my chin, he tilted my head back to look up at him. His emerald eyes never failed to faze my breath. "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚," he demanded. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Liara West wasn't one to open up. All she's ever heard is "never trust anyone and you'll never get hurt." But one lazy morning going to restock at Walmart, she bumps into the most mysteriously beautiful man she's ever seen. Ramerio Loveday. He, too, was not one to trust, but found something rather odd about Liara that drew him hesitantly nearer. It was as if they were both being handed a sword without the handle. And of course, they were bound to get cut. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ {bwwm} ⚠ Will Contain Mature Content ⚠ ➣ Started: 7/31/21 - (ongoing)

Ziomara Johnson- 19 years old. Got pregnant At 18. Works at a diner. Silas Morretti- Italian, 23 years old. Mafia leader. "Is she mine" I could not answer him I saw him when I was 18 I never that he would find out. "I will ask again is she MINE" "Yes" Cover made by @destinydarcel on Instagram