" 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐃? " " 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓 , 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐓?"

"D?" "Yes, baby." I lowered my gaze to the floor. "I... I'm turned on. I... I don't know if I'll be able to sleep like this." He hummed softly. "What would you want me to do?" I stared at him. I didn't know what to say. He took a step forward. "Amoya, tell me what you want." I gulped. He gripped my chin, forcing my eyes to his. He brushed his lips against mine, teasing me. "Umm, I-I," the words got stuck in my throat. He titled my head, and placed his lips to my ear. "Do you want me to make you come?" My movements stilled. Between my legs clenched. My mouth opened, but no words came out. He smirked, slow and deliberate. "I'll take that as a yes." ______________________________________ He was dangerous. Too dangerous for a girl like me. I grew up sheltered, protected by rules and curfews, watched by strict and dangerous parents who believed love was a distraction, boys were trouble and power and control was everything. And then he came - dark, sharp, and everything I was warned to stay away from. One look from him and every rule I'd ever known began to blur. Every warning turned to a whisper I no longer cared to hear. Because I'd already fallen for him. This man - in a cruel twist of fate - was my father's rival. And he was forbidden.

"What colour of panties are you wearing?" "Excuse me?" She countered "I won't repeat the question again" "Red. They're red" she swallowed "Reach below your gown. Pull it. And hand it over to me" "Why would you want it? It's just a piece of material" she faltered. "They're yours. I want it simply because they're yours. You're aroused. So they're wet. They're going to be soaked with your juices. The very essence of you. I'm going to sniff it, lick it, all the while imagining that it's you, torturing myself until Saturday. The day I fuck you" ~♦||•♦•||♦~ In this erotic romance, Raven Edens is forced to accept an offer, to save her family's life. She's been a good girl her whole life, always took responsibility, always did what was right. Until the day she finds out, her father sold her family to the devil. literally. And she's the one who has to pay. These men were rich, ruthless, and fucking dangerous. If they wanted, they could make her entire family disappear from the face of the Earth. And to pay off her family's debts, she must give herself to the master, for 7 days, for he and the whole bloody organization to do whatever they wanted with her. seemed a small price to pay, for the billions her father owed right? but does she come out of this, the same? 7 days of the utimate sins. carnality was welcomed. Nothing was shunned out. Every fantasy, every desire was fed, explored, and she was the meal. RAVEN EDENS: "7 days of the utmost sins. I'm terrified! I'm surrendering to the unknown. I've never done that before. I exist on control. And to unleash that to someone else, is devastating. I'm afraid my body's going to shatter, or war and say it has needs. I'm afraid I can't keep my body in a tight leash, and under control, after this. One thing's sure though. I'm never going to remain the same again. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! & EXPLICIT SEX SCENES! (Also, there may be lots of swearing, sexual coercion & public sexual displays!)

"Hmm I see but I don't want to be in a relationship " I say sternly "Okay princess what If I go underneath this table ...will I not find you soaked" "No" I say clearing my throat He uses his knee to spread my legs from under the table . Looking at him I gasp . He proceeds to go underneath the table His hands start from my ankle and they travel up my legs reaching my inner thighs. He starts kissing each thigh earning me to moan. He places his hands on my waist pulling me to come closer to him. He caress my thighs and he starts taking off my underwear. "Your soaked princess" I can't see his face but I know his smirking "Nope it's discharge" I try holding back a moan "Are you sure princess" he brings his lips close to my entrance . I can feel him breathing on my clit . I grip onto the table for support. I feel him pulling away and I almost cry from the neglect. He comes up from the table fixing his posture . He smirks and he places my underwear in his pocket . "Why" I breathe out "Princess , I don't like to be provoked and I hate liars" he says pouring himself more wine 6 days is all she needs ...... Zuri takes a vacation to America but three men desire, lust and passion reroute everything for her. She is in bliss out living the American dream but sometimes meeting a stranger isn't always in your best interest #56 in sexual 6/03/22 #38 in desire 13/05/22 #10 in interesting 16/05/22 #17 in mystery-thriller 1/05/22 #7 in Lust 6/09/22

I pushed the bushes aside, and there sat a skinny young boy, maybe a toddler, with matted curly dark brown hair, hollow cheeks, and rags for clothes. I froze in shock until I finally found the words to say, "Hello, my name's Cleo. . . what's yours?" I spoke as softly and calmly as possible. He blinked his pretty grey eyes at me. "Mateo." . . . Imagine a half-eaten apple flies through the air and smacks you on the head. There's nobody around and no way for anyone to hide. Then, it happens again the next day and you do some searching and find a small child. Would you take him in? Help him find his parents?

.ೃ࿐𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓜𝓐𝓕𝓘𝓐 𝓑𝓞𝓢𝓢 & 𝓗𝓘𝓢 𝓢𝓘𝓝𝓕𝓤𝓛 𝓐𝓓𝓓𝓘𝓒𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝.ೃ࿐ ᯽⊱┈──╌❊ - ❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱ "I'm starting to think you enjoy pushing my limits, il mio bel piccolo fiore," he grits out through clenched teeth, exerting just the right amount of pressure on the hand he has wrapped securely around my throat-enough to make my pulse race. I fight the urge to keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head from the sheer dominance of him, determined to hold my composure. Instead, I flash him a slow, taunting smile from beneath my lashes. A silent, fuck you. My lack of reaction urges him to press harder and his grip tightens. A strangled moan betrays me, slipping past my lips. My eyes widen, and his chuckle is dark, amused. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," he taunts, tilting his head, reveling in my torment. "Or is it that you want to piss me off?" he whispers, gaze flicking to my parted lips. "Tell me, bloom," he growls, "do you want me to devour that sweet little pussy of yours until you finally understand who you belong to?" His voice is a dangerous promise, sliding over me like silk and steel, eliciting a quiet gasp as he traces his lips along the tender skin of my ear. His lips trail down, ghosting over the sensitive slope of my neck and my pulse flutters as a response. I inhale sharply-just as he latches onto a certain spot. And I choke, knees weakening. What the hell have I gotten myself into? ⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊ - ❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱ What happens when a ruthless, all-powerful Mafia Don becomes fixated on a stripper with more secrets than scars? She defies him. He takes what's his. But with the past rising to drag them under, one question remains: Will they survive each other, or burn beautifully together? ❥Read to find out-and don't forget to check the tags❥.

"Come on" he said patting his lap , i peeked at his face through my eyelashes chewing on my lower lips, and that look on his face was straightforward saying that 'if you did something wrong now i am about to fuck you up' which is definitely not a good thing,even though i felt a little twitch in my heart but still letting out a deep sigh i slowly crawled over his lap laying stomach down on his thighs , he placed his hand on my lower thighs making me flinched slightly. I kept my face down on the mattress digging my nails into his clothed thigh. It is scary and i am really not a big fan of such stuffs. "I am so.. sorry please i wouldn't walk out like that again" i mumbled through my pout trying for the last time but it only earned me a pinch on my thigh making me winch and push his hand away. I turned my head and glared at him return to which i got a sharp swat on my bum way worse than the last one."Would you like to repeat?" He said with a clenched jaw and cocked eyebrow making me sigh and shook my head with a frown and pout as i turned my head back towards the mattress. He is scary. "Is that the only thing for which i am punishing you huh?" His cold and sharp voice spoke near my ear making me jump slightly, i pushed my face into the metress closing my eyes tightly, ",no" "Then?" "I didn't... respond to your texts and calls sorry" i mumbled the last part feeling like crying,its not like i didn't wanted to call him back or talk to him i just....forgot. i didn't mean to do that it just happened ."Yeah you will be sorry after this, now better start counting hmm if you stopped or forgot,i will start all over again understood? " he said traicing my spine with his hand and finally resting it on my bum, my eyes widened realising what he just said. Bu- oiee!" I cried out when i felt a harsh smack on my back , it made me tear up, it was way more rough and painful, "Count kitten!" He snapped,i flinched and sniffed slightly counting "One" He looks like that monster

"Shhh... take it like the good girl you are." "I'm a good girl?" I whispered. He gazed up at me, eyes glowing in amusement. "Do you want me to prove it to you?" My eyes glistened with his reflection. "I can prove it to you," he answered, "but I'll be mean about it." "How can you prove it to me...?" I asked him. He smirked. "Ahh, you're too innocent for your own good. Do you even recognize what I'm doing right now?" My eyes glittered. He smiled wickedly. "This." I gasped when something slid into a spot that had been left cold for years, catching the comforter to try to hold something as he started torturing me. "What did I say?" he responded, smiling up as I tried to breathe. "What did I say?" "Take it like a good girl," I responded. "Are you a good girl?" he asked me. I nodded numbly, trying to keep my composure. His eyes darkened with mischief. "Then prove it." When a girl who's secretly naughty meets a boy who's outwardly bad. And he knows what she does every night before bed. A somewhat slow burn mafia romance where a girl meets a mysterious savior who stands outside her window, covered in shadows. He vowed to protect her from the serial killer who'd been killing everyone she loved, and he didn't care how nervous she was around him. They belonged together. When a secret submissive meets her dominant soulmate. Things start to unfold. (Obsession is part of the Mafia Realm, but is not part of a series)

Mature content 18+ only BOOK 1 IN The Sinful Men Series "You are crossing a very dangerous territory, Natalia. I suggest you better stop, before I take things in my hand." He growled in a low voice, so that, only I can hear him. "Oh really? And what if I don't?" I said in a teasing tone, fluttering my lashes at him, all while stroking his cock lightly. "If you don't want me to make things difficult for you, then you should stop right now." He said while playfully glaring at me. His patience was running thin. I knew that he would make me regret it later if I don't stop right now. But I wanted to see that side of him, as always. So, I did the thing I was good at. "Make me." I said in a playful tone, while looking into his eyes. _________________________ Damon Ashford is a cool and calm, successful businessman during the day and a rough, sadistic dominant during night. Natalia Fox is a controlling girl from outside, who wants to control everything in her life.But inside, she wished for someone to take control and make her submit to their will. They both are perfect for each other. He is a dominant. She is a submissive. He craves control. She wants to loose control. He is a sadist. She is a masochist. Seems like a perfect pair. The catch? Natalia, after witnessing the broken marriage of her parents and suffering of her mother at the hands of her own father and his family, doesn't believe in love and relationships. Damon, betrayed by the love of his life, vows never to fall in love again. When they cross path with each other, will their hearts complete each other? Or will their trust issues, cause them to loose the chance at happy ending forever?