I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

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.

𝘒𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘦, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘺 ༯ Apart of the FAMU & Heaven series. You don't have to read FAMU or Heaven is a Teenage Girl to read the book!!

"𝘾'𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 "𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙖"

"Eyes up here Mr.Smith." She slowly spoke making direct eye contact making me grow nervous under her intense gaze "Yes Ma'am..." I said and she smirked nodding making a "hmph" noise sliding me the paper and her card " My number is on there call- actually I prefer texting me if you have any questions fill that paper out and bring it back to me at this same spot at one O'clock Saturday do not be late." She spoke before getting up patting my shoulder making me tense up "Are you listening to me Mr.Smith?" She asked standing next to me I looked down at her thick thighs before looking up at her nodding "Yes Ma'am one O'clock." I repeated making her nod smiling before walking away leaving me there confused on why I was feeling like this. Start Date: February 4th 2023 End Date: N/A Ranks: #1. Mommy Issues #5. Dominant Women #5. Works #1. Dominant Women #4.Goofy #2. Mommy Issues

"Do you think we're soul mates?" She asked, lifting her head in order to lock eyes with him. It took him a moment, mustering up his answer. Thinking about how they were so alike, but so different. How they had been through similar things and had the same outlooks on certain perspectives in life. The connection that they shared. It was like she was made specifically for him. No one would ever be able to hold a candle to her and the way she made him feel. She was his person, and he was hers. "To be honest...yeah." He replied, wrapping his arm around her. --- Knucks is a misunderstood teenage girl, deemed as destructive to the society with her reoccurring outbursts and rebellious behavior. Anger fuels her defiant spirit but beneath her exterior, lies a vulnerable girl searching high and low for someone to help her through a time of crisis. Bones quiet and reserved, has nothing but a hard exterior looking from the outside in, when in reality he is just an innocent boy. He's fighting to keep his head above the water also known as life, that is trying its hardest to submerge and break him down mentally. When the two teenagers find themselves in an environment far away from home with others just like them, it leaves both of them separately hopeless about the outcomes of their future lives. One night upon meeting each other, one felt as if they had nothing to live for anymore, while the other felt the same way only holding a different meaning a sense.The night bringing them closer than ever eventually has to come to an end. It's up to the two of them to carry out the strange but alluring connection made with each other, or leave it in the night they met. SLOW BURN; 2 books in 1 STARTED; FEB 19th 2024 PUBLISHED; MARCH 3rd 2024 FINISHED; SEPTEMBER 29th, 2024

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝗎, 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵." 𝖬𝖠𝖸 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤－𝖩𝖴𝖭𝖤 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤 *𝖥𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖡𝗈𝗈𝗄*

"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?" "And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened the way that she liked. "No, mama." I dragged, annoyed completely now with all of my peace gone in this moment. "I just got out of the shower and I just finished washing and blow-drying my hair." "I'm going to hot comb it and then flat iron it when I'm finished doing my skincare." "Yasin's not going to be home until tomorrow probably anyway." I threw in there but of course she wouldn't chastise him about why and where.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 pooled at the eyes of the seductress in front of me. ❝You still hate me?❞ The poison in my heart moaned as I bottomed out in her, her wetness tightening around me. ❝Of course I do- fuck! Right there!❞ She cried out, biting her lip to quiet her moans, trying her hardest to deprive me of that soul quenching satisfaction. I gently tug at her bottom lip with my thumb, releasing her lip from her teeth, wanting to hear every cry come from that pretty mouth. ❝That pussy of yours says otherwise❞ I moan, repeatedly slamming in and out of her, basking in her seductive aura, feeling myself crumble from her touch. ▂▂▂▂▂ What occurs when two fundamentally different worlds intersect but relate to one another more than anticipated? These two kingdoms will do more than clash when an aspiring mafia boss and the Boss/Daughter of one of the most powerful drug lords in history come into contact. Their lives will twist, turn, and even collapse trying to keep a tight grasp on one another. What happens when one of the most lethal pairings, power, and lust, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐞? 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟏/𝟐𝟗/𝟐𝟑 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟎𝟐/𝟐𝟎/𝟐𝟒 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: - #𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 - #𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 - #𝟕 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐰𝐰𝐦

𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦, 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎 𝐼 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑀𝑎𝑚𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠, 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑠