DESCRIPTION: Mosphere Eastleigh. A man with dignity, perspective and eccentric personality. Hindi ito titigil hanggat' hindi niya nakukuha ang mga gusto niya. He's willing to take a risk, involving his own life, his now delicate reputation, work and even his spontaneous social status--He wouldn't mind killing anyone for his own selfish desires. He's so obsessed that he even chained her, slapped her, or carved his own name upon her white porcelain skin. He loves how his girl's blood drip on his bed sheets. How he excruciatingly cut her silky skin with the sharp edge of a knife. Earning yet another insane laughter from the man. Now tell me, is this some kind of love or just an insane obsession?-- Is it possible that--The person who supposed to protect you was also the one whose slowly killing you right on the spot? Not just physically, but mentally, "I am not a very amusing person you've been expecting me to be Sanity. In fact I almost killed a person who once tried to hurt you." He grins. And it made her sick. She hates him, she hates him so much, she could die, " Sanity... my Sanity. You know I can only express these unbearable emotions in few different way, you surely don't wanna' hear."- Mosphere Eastleigh (TagLish //But mostly English, I apologize for some grammatical error's, Typos and wrong spellings, *I accept constructive criticism, but not too harsh* NOT EDITED)

Dimitri Sergio is a mafia boss. He is cruel and a heartless man who can kill if needed. Napasok siya sa ganung uri ng trabaho dahil sa naging malabong pagsasama ng kanyang pamilya. Beatrice Ford is an adopted daughter. For seventeen years of existence, she never has freedom. Pero ang kalayaang nais niya ay makakamit lamang kapag nakatungtong na siya ng disi-otso. And despite of being a sibling, Dimitri Sergio secretly loved his adopted sister. He wants her to be his. Kahit bawal ang pag-ibig niya ay wala siyang sinasantong batas. At iyon ang kinaiinisan ni Beatrice sa kanya. Ang pagiging maangkin at mahigpit nito sa kanya. Isa lang ang naisip ni Beatrice para makawala siya sa pagiging mahigpit nito at iyon ay ang tumakbo palayo sa kapatid niya. Pero hindi siya hahayaan ni Dimitri na makatakas at makalayo. At para mangyari iyon ay isang desisyon ang ginawa ni Dimitri na hindi niya pinagsisisihan. He raped and impregnated her. Makakawala pa kaya si Beatrice sa kamay ng isa sa kinatatakutan na Mafia Boss? © MinieMendz

He was fulfilling a contract, what happens when he decides she belongs to him after he lays eyes on her? His need for her becomes a deadly thing day by day, as he demands her obedience but seems to get non from his little young angel that he keeps captive, until she bends to his dark impulses once and for all. But does everything go to plan? Is he able to protect his most prized possession when the time is right? Or do they both fall in the darkest hole yet? do they survive both survive in his criminal world or does one die a fateful death? Do they manage to get out alive or not? Please read on my readers Detailed murders out to know if it triggers anything! Underage teen/adult Language! Lots of sex! Mature content so read at your own risk!!!

⚠️BE WARNED⚠️: This book is a dark romance and contains abusive and mature content. Smut. An emotional rollercoaster. Slow burn. (SEQUEL OF DOLORE) Calina Ivanov. Evelina Turgenev. Candice Hooker. Three different identities. Three different names. And they all belong to one woman. A woman who only wanted two things in life: Freedom and Peace. But freedom is a bitch, when you were born in the Mafia, playing hard to get. However, being determined, she got her freedom after fighting for it, no matter how hard the fight was, and the moment she got it, the peace came along. Unfortunately, they both didn't last long as some bad decisions she has taken pulled her back to her old life, decisions like: • Borrowing money from a gangster • Killing people left and right • Seeking protection from the wrong person • And fucking her husband's partner Though, the last decision she has taken would be debatable, if it was a good one or a bad one ... Started: 24.02.2021 Completed: 04.07.2021 ⚠️⚠️⚠️I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK! MY BOOKS ARE MY HARD WORK! I PUT TIME AND EFFORT IN THEM!⚠️⚠️⚠️

*word of advice, if poorly written books annoy you don't read. If you do you better not complain in my comments lol* Never steal from kings. Especially the king of demons. She hadn't expected her young brothers to steal, she hadn't thought of that scenario or what she would do. So she does what she does best, put those who she loves the most above herself. "I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you!" He bellowed in my face. I took the mask off, "I just need you out of my fucking system." He says as he stalks closer to me. Our chests press together, I look at him coldly. Tears stingy my eyes and my throat tight. "Do what you have to do, my king." He rips the necklace right off my neck.

What H wants, H gets. And Camilla is not an exception. Montemayor Saga [ complete ] [ old story reposted ]

Sequel to "LET ME HATE YOU." Are all love stories HAPPILY EVER AFTER? "Based on all the evidence and the witness statement, the court finds Mrs. Asmaira Hashmi as Guilty." There was an uproar among the crowd as it was filled with curious spectators and journalists to gain the TRP to live telecast the most sensational case. Asmaira's frightened eyes were looking for her savior, and once she found him, she cried, "Amaan, please, believe me, I didn't do anything." Till now, the CEO of Hashmi Enterprises, Amaan Hashmi, was a silent spectator. When he heard Asmaira's pleas, he stood up and walked towards her. What he said next broke her faith in Love. "I curse the day you came into my life. Have a great life in jail, Aashi." "Amaan, I'm pr," before she could say, he left her behind.

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.