Anastasia Adessa Dawn Waters, a 16 year old girl living with her abusive aunt and uncle after being kidnapped at the age of 1 years old out of envy. Alexander Rueben Kingsley, a 49 year old businessman and the American Mafia Don. Lost his only daughter after 1 year of her birth. He tries to be the perfect father for his 6 sons but they all know that he is broken. What happens when Anastasia's best friends, Maxim and Parker, kill her aunt and uncle and she is forced to live with her father and her 6 brothers she never knew she had? Will she be the same girl they remember or will she be the intrepid girl she is now? -editing- -TW- -Abuse -Mature content -Rape -ratings- #1- little sister #1- private-school #1- assassin #1- badass #1- broken #1- brothers #1- mafia princess #1- lost #1- father #1- found #1- lost princess #1- fighter #2- street fighter #3- street racing #13- mafia

Book 1 of the Wolfe Series ||WARNING|| 18+ This book contains mature content such as sex, abuse, sexual abuse, guns & blood, and language Nobody said that college was going to be easy. Especially when you can't concentrate in class because you can't stop staring at your college professor. But what do you do when you catch him staring back? And what do you do when you find out a secret about said Professor? "W-what are you doing?" I breathed out. Trying so hard to control my breathing as he slides his hand down to my waist. "I don't know." His grip on my waist tightens and pulls me close so our chests are now touching. "But I don't think I want to stop." Oh. My. God.

✥ The Billionaire & His Secretary ✥ [part two] Violette Rossi, the younger daughter of the feared Italian mob boss Rafael Rossi, is challenged by her own blood to make her own identity apart from her father's. When she is offered a job to work for the well known Efrains', the offer is too tempting not to take upon consideration. Ruben Efrain, knew the power his last name carried which only led people to associate him to the emotion of fear and power. Navigating his way to the top, there was only one thing that could potentially distract him, the beautiful blue eyed temptress who happens to be hired to follow his orders even the ones that could lead him to break his own morals. But, she could never be his love because distractions like her could only lead to one's death. ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ "Never took you as a love letter type of person." Ruben paused his fine hands craftsmen handwriting as he glanced up at the intoxicating raven blue eyes. "I'm not a love sick puppy Ms. Rossi, so don't attempt to make me one." Violette smiled as she made her way to the wrinkled rolls of papers on the smooth wooden surface of his desk. "Liar." She whispered under her breathe as she collected the pieces of discarded paper to toss in the dust bin. Before she could pull away from his side, Ruben yanked her down by her waist. The tequila on his lips mixed with the fresh strawberries' scent lingering around her to make the finest liquor in the world. "I write love letters alright. Just not on paper. But, don't worry so will you Ms. Rossi. With your nails on my back and I would with my tongue between your thighs."

PART TWO OF THE SERPENT ✥The Rich Girl & Her Bodyguard ✥ She had first told me she loved me at 11:20 as my fingers were busy getting soaked by her. Those pretty coloured eyes begged a man who couldn't love to love her just as hard. Her rosy flushed cheeks were painted by sad tears of her heartbreak when I so selfishly broke her apart. Those pillowy pink lips of hers spilled moans, like secrets meant just for me. I stared into those pink eyes glisten like shattered glass. I left her behind only to find out I loved Blaise Innocencio. He broke his promise to me at 11:58, the same hour I had told him that I loved him. I looked into those violent green eyes and let him break my heart into pieces because it was only his to break. Now when he stands at my doorstep with a bouquet of red roses, I could only hope I don't end up breaking his in return because the love that I once had for him was the one thing that had caused me to leave to begin with. ----- His tattooed fingers came glistening out of my cunt as his other hand flattened on my swollen belly. "Fuck, I love seeing you carry my kid." I grabbed his fingers and brought them back to my wet cunt. "You're getting distracted." I moan as he slowly stretches me around his fingers again, the sounds of how wet I was noticeably there. "Don't be greedy, I know your pussy wants to be fed with my cock more than my fingers."