I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

"So you're part of the Italian mafia?" I asked in shock. "I'm not only a part of it, I'm the Don. But Baby I promise you I would never hurt you." I got up and left the table, I couldn't believe it was actually true. I mean Gina literally admitted it but a part of me wanted her to be lying. He walked over to me, I backed away until I hit the wall. Our whole relationship has been based on lies. "Please look at me." He said caressing my cheek, I flinched at his touch. "I-I can't do this." I walked past him, he grabbed my arm. "After everything we've been through you're going to drop everything because of this?" He asked and let me go, but didn't respond to him. I could never look at him the same. Everything he owns is because of blood money, and I don't want to be associated with that. As I was about to walk out of his house he ran to me and covered my mouth and nose with a cloth. "Just breathe baby." He cooed. Within a few minutes I slowly became tired and fell into his arms. xXx He was the Italian mafia Don, she was just another tourist in Venice Italy. Nina Sharpe just graduated college. Who hates being the center of attention, her friends took her on a trip to Venice, Italy, more like forced her but she would never say that to their faces. She loves reading and playing her viola, and not to mention her addiction to coffee. Theodore Romano is the Italian mafia Don. He never liked relationships because he hates being tied down to one person. Not only is he the Don he's also a powerful business man around the world. He's an arrogant player who doesn't care about anybody except himself. ••• Mature content ••• Top rankings #3 Player 16/11/21 #7 Playboy 20/12/21 #16 Rich 30/3/22 #1 Mine 7/7/22

Completed on 24/09/2018 Tell me who hurt you?" It was a command. I could have been afraid and probably told the whole of my traumatic childhood but I shook my head. There was no way I was telling him my darkest secrets. "I will find out..I always find out cara" he mumbled. But I doubted even he could guess my father was responsible for my nightmares. He stared at me, and I stared right back at him. "You have freckles" I whispered lifting my right hand to touch his face. "Do I?" His voice was husky. He turned his face slightly towards my hand noting the taut set of his bold profile. His jaw was set granite hard, but his eyes turned soft. He leaned closer hesitating for a second. I knew he was giving me a chance to avoid his kiss.

First story in the 'Mafia' series My hand lowered in horror. I had just hit him. I just fucking hit my "husband", the fucking mafia boss. He glared at me with a passion and I knew I was gonna die, wife or not. *•*•*•*• At the age of ten Emma Russo is chosen as the future wife for thirteen year old Nikolai Ivanov, the future Russian mafia leader, without each others say. So that the Italians and Russian's could unite. They've known each other their whole life but two years before Emma's eighteenth birthday they are forbidden to see each other for unknown reasons. But exactly one week after Emma's birthday they are to be wed. Nikolai is now cold and mean. Emma is still kind and stubborn. As soon as their wed, they immediately neglect each other but they have to stay married for both family's sake. This is, Mrs. And Mr. Mafia

/The male leads name changes after a few chapter. Its changed to Dominic Romano./ Emma Johnson 16 years old girl. She is an orpan and her foster parents abuse her. She has lived her whole life locked in the house. With abusive parents and bitch step sister Emma's life is miserable. She has never seen the outside world since she was 6. Carl Smith/Dominic Romano. 25 years old Mafia leader. He is a cruel man. He is the leader of the world's biggest mafia. He is heartless as said by the people. He kills for fun. He doesn't have a weakness. Until he meets her. A coincidence makes them see each other. For her he is the only human she has seen in the last 10 years. And he is dangerous. But for him, she is the most beautiful and innocent human being he has seen in his entire 25 years. And she is his now. She is his little angel.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

She was the little lavender in a bunch of roses. The roses he dearly loved and the lavender he was allergic to. Yet what happens when a leap of fate brings the two completely undestined and mismatched duo together in a bond so sacred. A marriage, based on wants but not choices. A relation, beyond friendship. A feeling more than love. A dream never chased. A desire, unfulfilled. And a heart Unchained. That's how we were, bounded by marriage and broken by heart. Now, here it comes, the hardest part of all. Unchain my heart that's holding on. _____________________ Highest Ranking: #1 - Assault #1 - Bubblygirl #1 - Failing #1 - Belief

[COMPLETED] She probably never thought she would get kidnapped due to her fathers gambling problems. He probably never thought he would fall in love with the daughter of one simple man he gambled with. | P18 | Mafia

Can she cope with arranged marriage? "I also told you not to get excited, I ain't jealous... just territorial." placing a hand over her throat, he squeezed. "Well I suggest you keep your 'territorial' bullshit to yourself, I'm not your wife just yet Mr. Dragneel." she countered, grabbing the collar of his shirt.

Lucy Heartfilia, Rich, beautiful, smart and A MAID?! As her father was in debt and the only thing he had left was his beloved Daughter, Lucy. She soon is traded to master Dragneel. A 19 year old buisness man. After his father left, he has no one other than his maids. Strong Language and Sexual Themes