"Honey... now what did I say about disobeying me?" His voice was quiet, low and cold, slicing through the silence like a blade. She flinched before he even moved. Chains rattled above her as she struggled to back away. Her eyes, swollen and red, met his-not with defiance, but pure terror. He walked toward her slowly, savoring her panic. She looked so fragile. Breakable. Just the way he liked her. "P-Please..." she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" He silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Shh." Tilting her chin up, he forced her to meet his eyes. His touch was almost tender, but she knew better. Behind it hid a monster who toyed with his prey before breaking them. "You don't speak unless I allow it," he murmured. "And you don't beg-unless it's for me." A tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away slowly, then smiled-darkly. "I could be kind," he said. "I could give you everything. But you'd rather test me. Run. Cry. Scream. Thinking someone will save you." He laughed softly. "No one's coming. You're mine now. Mine to hurt, own... destroy." She trembled, shrinking into the corner. And he adored it. Her fear. Her weakness. "You'll learn to love the pain, sweetheart," he whispered. "Because I'll teach you. Again and again... until all you know is my name on your lips, begging for mercy I'll never give." He stepped back, watching her sob-beautiful even in ruin. Untouched. Pure. A canvas he'd stain with obsession and darkness. And no matter how loud she screamed... No one would hear her. --- ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, emotional manipulation, and disturbing content. Read at your own risk.

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting.

I pulled the covers off my legs and tried to stand up. My attempt of standing up failed. But I tried again. I was so dizzy I fell against the nightstand, successfully catching Dante's attention. - Go back to sleep pet. He sternly stated. - I don't want to sleep with you watching me. - Can't you see I'm not even paying attention to you. He said not even making eye contact. - I don't care your mere presence is still annoying. I tried to stand again and I was finally able to stand on my feet. I looked up at the ceiling and whispered a thank you, for not embarrassing myself by falling down again. I made my way to the bathroom but my legs gave up on me half way through. I internally slapped myself and groaned. I fell down supporting my upper bodys weight with my shaking hands. I heard him sigh and saw him stand up. - Why can't you just listen to me once? He asked crouching down to my level. - I already told you why. He traced my lips with his thumb and held my chin up making me gaze into his dark eyes. - If you want to get up so badly, then you have ten minutes to shower and change. I want you outside all done. If you don't finish in 10 minutes, I'll drag you out of the shower and you'll be facing my father and the others naked. ~contains mature content Started: - Finished: 27/ 8/ 2021 Please do not copy, rewrite or re-upload!!! This story is a work of my mind. Sorry if it's simillar to some other story. I didn't get inspiration from any movie or book it just popped in my head. Also this is NOT a TVD or a Twilight fanfic. Thank you for understanding:) RANKING 2021/07/4 #1ST IN HORROR #1ST IN ADVENTURE-ROMAMCE #1ST IN VAMPIRE ROMANCE RANKING 2021/ 06/ 20 #1ST IN ADVENTURE-ROMANCE #1ST IN VAMPIREBROTHERS #140TH IN DARKROMANCE #70TH IN HUMANGIRL #15TH IN ROMANCE #3rd IN HORROR #16TH IN VAMPIREROMANCE #395 IN DARK Ranking 2021/06/16 #1ST IN VAMPIREBROTHERS #1ST IN ADVENTURE-ROMANCE #21ST IN INNOCENTGIRL #76TH IN FANTASY-ROMAMCE

"You do know I respect you, right, Adriana?" His voice comes out in a low whisper, hot, sexy, and dangerously provocative. Being confused by his query, I gaze up at him questioningly, creasing my eyebrows. "Yes, uh, why?" My voice comes out confused. My eyes watch as his lips move into a seductive, salacious smirk, sending my poor heart on a lightning pace against my chest, my pussy to pulse uncontrollably. He stretches his arm out, brushing his thumb against the corner of my mouth, slowly guiding it towards my bottom lip, where he slowly runs it, eyes locked with mine. "Because I am about to fuck you with nothing but fucking disrespect," he whispers dangerously, looking down at me as he moves even closer to my shaking body, his body pressing into mine, making it hard to concentrate on anything around my existence. "And I will not fucking regret it." Warning- There will be violence, explicit and SEXUAL content. Be aware. Be prepared 😉 MOSTLY THERE IS ALOT OF SMUT! LONG CHAPTERS UPON CHAPTERS OF SMUT! If y'all won't like it don't read! P.S- I don't want to read any comment saying they are tired of smut because I did warn you 🙂 #1 Slow burn: 8/17/23 #1 Plot: 9/18/23 P.S: The translation in different languages are not 100% correct ... And most of the chapters are very long!

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 25 years old, a billionaire and Mafia Don. Everyone fears, admires and respects him. 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 20 years old and works in a bakery. Despite having a bad past, she is a really sweet and down-to-earth person. What happens when 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 wants to claim 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 as his but she straight away rejects him? ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ I lifted my head up weakly and saw Elliott's deep green eyes gazing at me through my wet lashes. The madness and craziness in his eyes only made more tears stream down my cheeks. He was a complete psychopath. "Don't close those pretty eyes when I am making love with you, amore. Look at me, your husband." He rasped out and pounded inside me again, sending a painful jolt throughout my body. When was this going to finally end? I can't take this agonizing torture anymore. Tears blurred my hazy vision and a strangling sound left my throat when Elliott wrapped his hand around my throat. He was choking me mercilessly. I gasped for air and begged him to let me go but like always, he never did. He will never let me go. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss on my jaw before we both came at the same time, his seeds filling my insides. I thought maybe this was the end, but he had other plans. He flipped me on my stomach, earning a whimper from me and whispered huskily near my ear, "Let's go for round two, shall we, my love?" ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ #1 in Captive #2 in CEO #2 in Forcedlove #2 in Italian #2 in Mafiaboss #3 in Darkromance #3 in Fear #4 in Manipulation #5 in Plottwist #5 in Character Development #7 in Billionaire #7 in Hurt ● The first few chapters contain some plot holes and errors, but as you read more, the chapters will get significantly better with prope

"I think you've already starved me enough, Amia, just one taste. I promise I won't bite." Marcello implored, his hands slipping gently between my thighs whilst his thumb slowly caressed my skin. ***** Amia embodied everything Marcello Ortega, a violent and dangerous mafia leader, loathed. She was his cock's itch, and the only way to get rid of it was to either destroy her or pin her against his bed, relieving his impediment. Amia was returning home from work late one night when she came across a critically injured man on the street and, being the kindhearted and unselfish girl she is, decided to assist. She had no idea that the man she had assisted was the vicious and callous underground Mafia leader, and she would soon find herself entangled in sweet yet deadly illusions. ********** Unedited! Exclusively signed to wattpad.

It felt like heaven to fall in love with hell...

DARK ROMANCE! My back hit the wall, I was trembling in fear because of his close proximity. He was so angry that his veins were popping out from his neck, his jaw was clenched. I didn't dare to look at his eyes. "look at me!" I didn't muster the courage to look at his evil eyes so i kept my head low, squeezing myself in the wall. His hot and raged breath was fanning my face. In an instance he moved closer flushing his body against mine. A whimper left my mouth and I put my hands on his chest to create some distance but he didn't even budge. Chloe:M-mov-e away.. The next moment he punched the wall so hard just right next to my head, and I close my eyes in fear as new set of tears welled up in my eyes. The next thing he held my jaw with his one hand and jerked my face up and... ⚠️ 18+

"Do you think you can get away from me, huh?" He asked striding towards her. She trembled at his intimidating voice trying to free her hand from the chains. "P-please...i-i am s-sorry.... Don't hurt m-me..." She begged him trembling in fear. The dominant inside him groaned in satisfaction looking at her helpless tied up form. He bend down to her level and whispered in her ear making her shiver "time for punishment, sweetheart."

Destruction is heard out side a college lecture theatre; gun shots and screaming. The lock down bells begin to go off and everyone relocates to underneath their decks well all except one. Rose stands up and walks towards the chaos "what are you doing you'll only get yourself killed!" The teacher yells over the noise "where are youuuuu" a familiar voice calls for you "he's here for me miss, don't worry no one else will be hurt because of me. Mafia leader, Ace Romano has been chasing after Rose Diaz since the beginning of time. At this point shes used to his games, the constant feud between the two of them turns more into a game she run away from him, he kidnaps her again, that is until she decide to stop running...