Harper rode a stranger's cock all night after catching her husband f!cking her best friend. He was huge, made her come four times, and she left before sunrise thinking she would never see him again. Then she walked into a job interview and saw him sitting behind the desk. Hardin Wolfe, the Beast of LA, her one night stand is now her billionaire boss. He pins her against his office wall with his hand up her dress. "I have been looking for you since you left my bed. You are mine now." His fingers push inside her pu$sy and she is dripping wet. "We cannot do this here," she moans. But his thumb circles her clit and she is coming apart while he watches. He fucks her on his desk, in his penthouse, anywhere he wants. Hard, deep, making her scr€am. The Beast owns her body now and she cannot get enough. Check out Harper Lane and Hardin Wolfe's story now

He gripped my waist flipping our position, my hands quickly gripping the headboard of my bed. My legs straddled his face, my cunt hovering over his mouth. He let out a breath, the cool air made my core clench. "vince this-" I moaned lifting my hips trying to move away. I could feel myself twitching in wanted pleasure. I wanted it so bad, but he- "fucking ride." ... Highest Rankings #1- fiction #1- brothersbestfriend #1- mafiaprincess #1- language #1- mobboss #1- daddyissues #1- daddysgirl #1- spicy #2- fluffandsmut #2- dominant #4- graphiccontent #3- mafiasmut #4- billionaire

"You're not here to fall in love." "Trust me, sir... I don't even know what that means." She was sold like a possession-traded away by the very people who were supposed to protect her. At just seventeen, she finds herself in a cold, unfamiliar mansion owned by a powerful man known for his silence, strict rules, and a heartbreak he never talks about. His only condition? Take care of his one-year-old daughter. Don't speak unless spoken to. Don't enter his study. Never touch him. For her, following orders is nothing new. Obedience has kept her alive this long. But the baby's soft cries break something inside her, and her tender touch begins to warm a house that forgot what love felt like. He tells himself she's just a caretaker. Just a temporary solution. But night after night, she shatters rule after rule... And soon, his heart becomes the final one to break. 🎯 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 Genre: Romance / Drama / Slow Burn / Hurt-Comfort Age rating: 16+ (emotional abuse themes, mature emotional content)

What happens when a one-night-stand turns your whole life upside down? I didn't mean to end up in his bed. Hell, I didn't even know his name. All I remember is the heat of his stare across the club, tattoos snaking down his arms, black hair falling into his face as if even gravity bowed to him. One second I was dancing, laughing, teasing my girls. The next, his lips were on mine. Hard. Demanding. Dangerous. Clothes? Gone. Sanity? Gone. And me? Screaming his name like I'd known it all my life. But the real problem wasn't the way he kissed me, or the way he fucked me like he owned me. No. The real problem started the next morning. When I walked into the office... and found him sitting at the head of the table. My new boss. Damien Blackwheel. And God help me- he was smiling.

Nevaeh was just a brilliant, ambitious bakery owner when Dylan Moretti, the ruthless CEO and shadow King of the city, bought her entire digital consulting firm. Now, she's the Vice President of his billion-dollar media empire and his reluctant captive. Dylan gave her the title and the power, but he demanded absolute, public submission-wearing his platinum chain as a leash. Nevaeh uses her corporate genius to survive in his brutal world, but her defiance comes with a price. Every victory in the boardroom is repaid with a fierce, possessive conquest in the bedroom, blurring the lines between surrender and strategy. The game escalates when Nevaeh makes a move that saves Dylan's empire, forcing him to elevate her status from asset to Queen-his Donna. Now, with a massive Star Sapphire engagement ring on her finger, Nevaeh is pulled into the deadly inner circle, where her best friend's loyalty is tested by Dylan's best friend's unexpected attraction. She wanted power, but she may have traded her soul for a crown. ~"You wanted to know your limits. I am the only limit you have."~ ~"I will never tolerate a secret. You will be thoroughly exorcised of the urge to operate outside my knowledge."~ ~"Say your desire. - I need you! Don't stop! I need you! - And I own that need."~ ~ "The tightness of the bodysuit, the heat of her dark skin beneath the sleek fabric, was the ultimate trigger. I claimed her with a fierce, primal need that sealed the blood-bond of our new partnership."~ ~ "You are my sword, my shield, and the single greatest acquisition I have ever made. You have earned the title of Donna."~

"Your body belongs to me now-every curve, every breath, every sound you make. I'll leave no inch untouched, no part of you unloved, to remind you that you'll never belong to anyone else." ========== To protect his inheritance, Christian Blackwood, an arrogant and self-centred billionaire, is forced to take a drastic step: hire a surrogate. Olivia Carter has never needed anyone. But with her brother's life hanging by a thread and medical bills piling up, she's willing to do whatever it takes to save him-even if it means signing her body over to a stranger. Christian's proposition is crazy, strange, and exactly what she needs. The terms of the contract are clear-a baby, no emotions, no entanglements, and absolutely no love. But from the moment Olivia steps into Christian's life, sparks ignite. She's everything he didn't expect: fierce, vulnerable and utterly captivating. Christian can't stop himself from wanting more-more of her touch, her laughter, her heart. But Olivia knows better than to fall for a man like him. With secrets, desires and a ticking clock threatening to tear them apart, Christian must decide: protect his heart or risk everything for the woman who's become his obsession. ========== Update days: Monday, Wednesday And Friday Happy reading:))

After losing her parents at the age of twelve, Thandi spent years running-from orphan homes, street predators, and the crushing weight of poverty. Through it all, her big sister was her shield. Her hope. Her last thread of innocence in a world determined to strip it away. But when violence rips her sister from her life, Thandi's fragile world crumbles. Alone and helpless, she is sold into the hands of the De Luca family-the most feared mafia dynasty in the world. In the dark halls of power, cruelty, and desire, Thandi's stolen innocence echoes in every shadow. And survival may cost her the last pieces of the girl she used to be.

She just wanted to save her club. He wants to own her.... - Update FRIDAY / SATURDAY / SUNDAY - ✨️summary✨️ When Shakeena discovers that the money to renovate her club belongs to the Dmitriev family, it's too late. Vladimir, ruthless and calculating, demands repayment... with interest. But Shakeena is not one to submit. In a game of manipulation and desire where each confrontation consumes them a little more, she tries to resist this man who is as dangerous as he is fascinating. But can you really resist the Devil without losing a part of yourself?

"This isn't your game to control," I bit out, stepping back, gripping the doorframe as if it could keep me grounded. He didn't move. Just watched me. Studied me. The weight of his stare was unbearable. "You're playing with fire, Emily." "I know." "And yet, you keep coming closer." Emily never meant to step into his world-a world of wealth, power, and dangerous secrets. But from the moment she crossed paths with Matthias Cambria, everything changed. For Matthias, control is everything. Emily is a complication he never saw coming, a temptation he should resist. But the more he tries to push her away, the more he finds himself dragged into a dangerous game of desire and defiance. Some lines shouldn't be crossed. Some names shouldn't be spoken. And some obsessions are impossible to escape.

Previously titled Close. "Fuck, I already love you." I confess to her. "Oh, hold on mister," she jumps off my desk, "that's your head talking and I'm not referring to the one above your shoulders." I pull her close to me and hold her by her waist. "Now, why would you say something like that?" "We don't even know each other." "You didn't have a problem with that a few minutes ago." I raise my eyebrow at her. "I know... Look I gotta go. Your friend is waiting for you. You know where to find me, papi." 18+ Contains strong language and mature content.