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𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 | 𝟏𝟖+ [DISCONTINUED FOR NOW] by urslutt
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❝I want you on your knees, begging for forgiveness.❞ ━ Maylene Mattise celebrates her 21st birthday alongside her best friend Amira in Italy. She craves the thrill, the men, and the attention, and she has it all. Her vacation, however, is turned upside down when she encounters Lorenzo Delvin, who has a deep hatred for her despite never having met her... or so she thought. Follow Maylene and Lorenzo on a journey across time to uncover the secrets of their romance. Is it feasible that they will ever be able to put their feelings for one another aside? - This is a fast-paced novel with toxicity that may not be appropriate for all readers. ━ "Dirty little slut," he chuckles. He's not wrong; I do look like a dirty little slut when I'm naked and on my knees with his cum flowing down my body. "What are you?" He questions as he lifts my chin. I don't react. There's no way he'll get the response he wants. "I said, what are you." He repeats himself, this time with a deeper voice as he pulls me back by my hair. In pain, I let out a whimper. This pain, I must confess, feels good rather than unpleasant. "A d-dirty little slut," I reply quietly, this is beyond humiliating. As he lets go of my hair, I turn away. "That's right. Now up," he states. My knees are now sore, so I slowly rise. ━ Warning; this story contains mature content suited for readers over the age of 18.
Dark Lies by bythealara
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Aleyna Sastre Bennati, her father being one of the most hated mafia leaders worldwide, making her be obligated to attend the school for future mafias. A school in Italy, for only the highest ranked mafia's children. She has very little time to get used to the sudden changes, meeting Niccolò Rossi Govender may be a good thing or maybe a bad thing. Only time will tell. Will she grow to be great and carry on her family legacy? Or grow foolish and weak for a boy.
Dear Best Friend by writergirltahlia
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It's amazing what the power of love can do to two people; two best friends in that matter, 19 year old Aurora Whitlock has just experienced the worst breakup from her now ex-fiancee, moving on- the hardest part, she finds herself losing control, missing the man she needed most, her best friend. 3 years ago, 20 year old Levan Armenti suddenly left the USA, moving back to Italy, leaving his beloved best friend behind without a beat in his way, or so she thinks. The world comes reigning down when he shows back up on her doorstep, no explanation, no words. She falls into the arms of a man known as her best friend. He struggles to come to terms with how in love he is with her, to realise that she isn't that sweet and innocent 16 year old she once was. • Hashtags: - #80 in Breakup 20/06/21 - #43 in Woman 14/07/21
His principessa by lovely_wh0res
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As we walked into the hospital, I saw a tall strong man sitting down in the waiting room. He looked hurt, his lip was busted and he had bruises all over his face. He was handsome, as I walked towards him our eyes connected. Piercing blue beautiful eyes, his hair perfectly fell onto his face. "Nat, I am going to go help him" I said as I walked away from her. "Hi, I'm Ms. Hernandez." I said as I was directly in front of him. "I'm Luca, Luca Lombardi" he said while maintaining strong eye contact.
Drenched | ✓ by matemenot
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[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."