"The only thing I'll be defiling is my fucking reputation". A man coming from nothing working to achieve dominance in the mafia world. His men followed him without fear, all eyes lowered in respect and people ran in fear of his name. Callan is unstoppable in his quest for power. He kills without remorse and steals whatever catches his eyes. Deals are created to benefit individuals, but there is always a hidden sacrifice and pain within them. Callan is soon to discover the lies hidden in a contract that will be his rise and fall. "I've taken her from her hell and brought her to mine". Warning ~ This story contains foul language, sexual content, violence, sensitive topics from the start.

"You're so wet,Kitten." He whispered in my ear. Making me shiver. His finger slowly,circulating on my clit. "You want to feel my big fingers in your pussy,yes?" I couldn't talk. It felt like my voice was gone. "Y-yes. Please,Xander." I breathed out. ___ WARNING THIS BOOK IS RAW MATERIAL,SO THERE IS GRAMMAR MISTAKES COVER BY:@AK_Writes Evangeline Salazar,19.She works at a little resturant called "The spark". She has a Boyfriend that's abusing her and has done that to her for almost 2 years. One night was the last time. She had enough. He has damged her already,in her opinion too much to ever be fixed. Broken. But what happens when her savior comes? Will they fall for eachother or will their worlds crash? Xander Dattilo,31. He grew up in Italy and has lived in New York for 6 years. He is rich, he has a lot of power and he is 'known' as cold,cruel and heart of stone. The people are just in his way. What happens when a person without a heart and a person with a heart merge? can their two different worlds work to be mixed or will they destroy each other?

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Skye Miller had always been mine ever since she was 15 years old girl but I understand she was too young for a man like me so I had to lay low. But now She's grown and I'm back and I'll do anything and I mean anything to bound her to me.

Mabel Jenisse. A simple librarian, The most precious flower in all of the gardens. Humble, kind, naive and beautiful, she was of true rarity indeed. Unaware of Mr. Novikov's watchful eyes, her presence stirred a silent longing in him he never knew existed. Diomedes Novikov. A determined businessman, He was the biggest business mogul from Russia. Establishing his name in North America through hard work and perseverance, he became one of the most respected entrepreneurs in his area. Despite his icy exterior and reputation for being heartless, his aura commanded fear and respect from everyone around him. No one truly understood him, and few dared to try. They kept their distance, wary of his presence and the power he wielded. Having never experienced the warmth of love, he was caught off guard when his heart stirred with attraction for a certain librarian. In her gentle presence, he found himself questioning everything he thought he knew...

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché