"Do you really think you can scare me?" she challenged. "Scare you? Little bird, I'm not here to scare you. I'm here to own you." "You can't just-" "Can't just what? Want you? Desire you?" "I fucking crave you, Isabella. Every thought I have is about you. Do you know what that's like?" She took a step back, but Renzo was on her in an instant, his fingers curling around her throat, pulling her closer. His touch burned through her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. "You don't get it, do you?" "You're mine. Every breath you take, every smile you give, it all belongs to me." She tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, not enough to hurt, but enough to remind her who was in control. "Let me go, Renzo." "Let you go? Never. I'll chain myself to you before I let you go." "What if I don't want to be owned?" "You don't get a choice in this, Bella. You're going to be mine, in every way. You can fight it, or you can accept it, but either way, you're not going anywhere." "Renzo..." "I'll give you the world, Bella. I'll build you a fucking heaven, and if you want to turn it into hell, I'll burn with you. But one thing's for sure-you're never leaving me." She looked into his eyes, seeing the dark promise within. She knew he meant every word. 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧?

"Last time I checked, I was your maid, Mr Russo." I whispered, fidgeting with my fingers, and he groaned as I turned to walk away, pulling me to him as his hands enveloped my neck. What the fuck!!! "Then why were your fingers between your legs as you moaned out my name huh??? seems you forgot that when you are in here, I know everything." He groaned, looking at me dead in the eyes, and I gasped, feeling my lower areas drenching. I wasn't supposed to be feeling this way. wasn't I?? He placed his hand on my neck, and I moaned softly. What the hell was wrong with me?? "Is that what good maids do?? Fantasize about their boss? Touching themselves like sluts they are??" He groaned out the question, and I clenched my thighs together. That voice... "Sir.. i..well.." I shook my head, responding to his question as my words failed me. "Ragazza sporca.." he whispered his Italian accent, slipping out as his fingers made their way to my inner thighs, prying my legs open. ********************************* Lorenzo Ferrari finds love in this book. After leaving for a mission with Russo to Russia, they rescue a girl, and not knowing what to do with her, Lorenzo makes her a maid. What happens when he finds himself attracted to this sexy maid with enchanting blue eyes. Angelina is in deep trouble, and she knows it. She knows what she feels is forbidden, but she can't help it fall for him.

I needed this. I need to let go. She thought as she tried to justify her sexual feelings towards the sexy beast tangled to her body. "Stop me..." Matteo whispered harshly in her ear, but she was moaning to his kisses and was letting him take off her dress as he lay her down to the bed. He groaned when he saw her slender body which strangely aroused him more than those voluptuous stripper bodies that he had grown accustomed to. "Amara, baby..." ***** She's the daughter of one of the most influential families in the world. She grew up as one of the richest trust fund kids, and she lives a very lavish and luxurious lifestyle. But what people didn't know was the truth of her bloodline. She's the love child, of one of the richest men in the world. She was daddy's little princess. All three of her biological brothers, the true heir of her father's wealth hated her. His wife, her fake mom despised her, never acknowledge her existence unless it was for social occasions. ...... This is a story about the richest, deception, love, humor, hate, heartbreak, and all the drama you can fit into a book. Follow me, find out who's the lucky guy who gets to live his ever after with our madam billionaire. And for all of you who have been stalking on our townies... Take a wild guess, who knows, you might be right 😉 ....... *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

"أحــببتها... لأنــها تشبــه أمــي." مــاضٍ قـاسٍ صـاغ وحـشًا بلا قلـب. بعد طفولةٍ أنهكها عنف والده ينتهي به المطاف في مصحّة عقلية ينتقل إلى حيٍّ هادئ... ليصبح جارًا لطالبة حقوق شابة ابنةِ أشهر المحقّقين في المدينةلكن ما يربكه حقًا هو ملامحها التي تُعيد إليه وجه والدته الراحلة . قدرٌ غامض يجمعهما في حكاية واحدة، لكن والدها يقف حارسًا على حدود هذا الاقتراب. هل تنجح مشاعره المكبوتة في أن تطفو من جديد؟ أم يكون هذه... نهايته الأخيرة؟ بدأت يوم :30/3/2025 انتهت بتاريخ : ...............

" قصة كتبت بالحبر و عاشت بين مطر الجزائر و ثلج كندا" ديلان أدريان أندرسون ❄️ ريم نوران بيلالي هي : ❄️طالبة جزائرية في المدرسة العليا للأساتذة ، أستاذة مستقبلية في اللغة الانجليزية للطور الثانوي ، كاتبة مشهورة على منصة الواتباد ، عاشقة لفريق مولودية الجزائر ❄️ هو: ❄️شاب كندي ، رئيس شركة أندرسون للعقارات ، لاعب كرة قدم في أشهر فريق في كندا ، متسابق دراجات نارية ❄️ هي كاتبة وهو قارئ🫶 كيف ستلتقي طرقهما معاً ؟!! كيف ستكون علاقتهما ؟!! مالذي سيحصل بينهما ؟؟! ✨ الرواية كُتبت من وحي خيالي ولا تمد أي صلةٍ بالواقع ... لا أسمح بسرقة و أخذ أفكاري الخاصة لأنّها محفوظة لي ككاتبة ✨ بدأت في : 26/12/2025 اكتملت في : 17/03/2026

~الن تفهمين بعد انني احبك! ~ ~انت تكبرني بـاربعة عشر سنة جونغكوك! ~ ~لا يهمني العمر فكما يقولون ان الحب ليس له عمر! ~ -Jeon Jungkook -Park Somy ~جميع حقوقي محفوظه ككاتبة اصلية للروايه ولا اسمح بنشرها بأي حساب اخر! ~ Started: 27/6/2023 Ended:22/8/2024

〖 شَقرائِي 〗JEON JUNGKOOK : إبقِي بَعيدَه أنا لَسّتُ لَكِ لا تُقحمِيني بِخَطِيئَتِكِ! : كُل مَا حَدَث أنَنِي اُغرِمِتُ بِكّ مَا الخَطَأ الّذِي إرِتَكَبهُ قَلبِي : أنَكِ اُغرِمتِ بِقَلَب لَن يَخفِق لَكِ مَهمَا حَيِتي! ┈┈┈┈┈┈ [ مُكتمَلة ] - بَدأت بمَايو ٢٠٢٢ - إنتَهت إكتوبَر ٢٠٢٤ -كُل حقوق الكتابَه والتأليف تعود إلي -لا أسمَح بالإقتباس 📌( مُلامَسة قَلبَك سابقاً )

في غمرة انغماسها في مستنقع الرذيلة و المحرمات يكيل لها حاسدوها افتراءا ماجنا بالزنى و الفسق و بين مذبحة و جلاد يأتي هو في أوج روعه و رعبه ليسقط عنها التهمة بإلباسها نفسه ... شرفه و شرفها معا ...إما الحضيض و إما الأوج.... للكاتبة آسية دقيش . .

"رحلة بين الإيمان و الشك، بين العقل و القلب، حيث تلتقي الأرواح رغم اختلاف الدروب . بين شاب مسيحي و فتاة ملحدة . تبدأ الحكاية... فهل تكون النهاية سقوطًا في العتمة، أم انبثاقًا لنور لم يكن في الحسبان؟" Izaac 🩷 Anna ممنوع السرقة جميع الحقوق محفوظه

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