𝗔 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀. 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 & 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻.

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

Daisy is an 18 year old little who enjoys the simple things in life. After a tragic accident her parents died. Her best friend Bria and her family took her in as there own. Asher is a rich business man along side his twin brother James. Highest rank: #1 in Daddies, #1 in daddysgirl, #1 in maturethemes, #1 in maturelanguage, and #1 in love I do NOT own any of the pictures in this book. Before reading, please know that this was my first ever book I've ever written. My book 'Touch In The Dark' is a million times better in my opinion. A special thank you to Anulekha Kashyap for designing the cover of this book! 🌹❤️

"How would that even work?" She asked looking at him. "I belong to you both and you both belong me," Jason replied his eyes not being able to leave hers, I smiled knowing the feeling. "Like a three way relationship?" She asked and he nodded. "But wouldn't that bring about jealously?" She asked and he shook his head, she bit her lip before kissing him, a moan leaving her and he pulled her closer. The scene turning me on, my nipples hardening under my clothes begging for attention. It was amazing the confidence and dominance she obtained whenever she was aroused, she became a completely different person. He groaned and I squeezed my thighs together, the sound having a greater effect than it should. "Are you feeling jealous?" She asked pulling away to look at me. "No,"

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."