I moan every time he hits the back of my insides, in both pleasure and a little pain. He does so too, letting out heavy groans and whimpers with every thrust he makes. I place my fingers on my clit again, closing my eyes and focusing on my orgasm. I rub my clit slowly at first, increasing my pace as I feel my release get closer. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum." I announce. His moans begin to grow a little louder, indicating that he's probably close too. And once again, right as I'm about to reach my orgasm, he stops his thrusting. I whimper from the loss of stimulation inside me. I open my eyes to find him smirking at me again. "Fuck, Evan. Enough teasing." I glare at him. He chuckles. All of a sudden, he rips his hands out from the shirt I previously tied around his wrists to keep him from having too much control. I feel the blood drain from my face. "If you're gonna tie me up," He reaches his hands forward, one of them grabs both of my wrists and holds them behind my back, and the other wraps into my hair, "Maybe use something a little stronger." ✦✧✦✧ ✦✧✦✧ ✦✧✦✧ Saniya Inara is Laurence Caddel's top assassin. Evander Hart is Kane Ashford's top assassin. Caddel enterprises and The Ashford Co. are the two biggest businesses in the black market. However the men in charge of each company hate each other due to past occurrences. Saniya follows in Laurence's footsteps, hating everyone in the Ashford Co. Evander follows in Kane's footsteps, hating everyone in Caddel enterprises. When the most important belongings to each company get stolen, Saniya and Evander are forced to work together to sort out this mess. What will happen when two sworn enemies are put together on a mission to find the person who is the biggest culprit of all?

Death. Ivy was good at giving that. It was her job and she loved it. Watching the life leave someone's eyes as they begged for mercy. Whether it was a silent death or a messy one; Ivy was far from good at her job. One of the best assassins out there. But that suddenly changes when she's offered a new case. A deadlier and dangerous one. Valentino Black. He was a cold hearted killer that was the boss for the biggest Mafia in the country with hundreds of men following his orders everyday. He was manipulatively handsome and nothing could ever stand in his way. So he needed a new challenge. And battling one the best assassin's in the world seemed to have been his best challenge yet. Can he win this challenge? Surviving the best assassin in the world. Or can Ivy successfully complete her mission without getting hurt in the process? Killing Valentino Black.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬- "You know I can't do this with you," I said boldly. "Then why are you looking at me like that?" She questioned. "Like what?" "Like you want me," she smirked. "Even if I did, I'm your professor!" "I know, and I will continue making your life a living hell if you don't give me what I want." She walked over to me. "Is this what you want?" I pushed her up against the wall. As I picked her up, she wrapped her legs around my waist. "Answer me woman!" I growled. "I never wanted anything more," she smashed her lips onto mine- ***** Mila Davina gets sent away to a college in Italy after an altercation in Russia. She's on the run from her past but it keeps on bleeding into the present. She wants to stay out of trouble but then she meets him. Vincent Greyson a English Professor that's running from his past. He wants to start over and have a normal life but then he meets her. Release Date: 12/3/21

[MAFIA FICTION] ___________ "Look what we have here.. " He spoke, smirking, in his deep sensual voice that made me skip few heartbeats and my breath. The way his voice teased me, showed he knew how bad I'm craving it. I covered my burning red face, squirming, shyly. "Oh No, No, baby , if you do that, how will I get a view of the moment that I waited for so long, my Blossom" he whispered, pinning my hands over my head firmly, positioning himself between my legs once again to have a view of me under his dominance and control. His intense stares made me go crazy. I could feel my heart pounding on trampoline in my chest. I couldn't believe this breathtaking inked God was so close to me, in such an intimate moment that I only dreamt of.. Thinking of all this made me bit my lip and look away in overwhelming shyness. He grabbed my face with his hand made me face him, "If my baby looks away one more time, I'll have to reconsider the reward. I want you to look at me and only me... Am I clear, Blossom?" he spoke, his voice producing a sense of vibration throughout my body everytime he spoke. ____________

It was only supposed to be a one night stand. Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours ....... "Look baby, it's our song." VERY MATURE & CONTAINS A LOT OF SMUT.

[Enemies to lovers] [Forbidden romance] "W-wh-what are you doing", she stammers, eyeing me up and down when I approach her and I notice how her breathing started to get heavy. "I won't hurt you." "I know!", she exclaims, pouting. "But, tell me why are you so...", she sucks a breath, "close? Do you want to hug me?" I don't. I want to kiss you. "You know I hate hugs", she lies, shaking her head. I scoff, shaking my head, too, while tugging her hair behind her ear, and her gaze falls on my big palm placed on her little ear. "I know you do like them. You liked the last one." "Hmm", she hums. "I can say it wasn't that bad. But, I'm still not a fan of them." "This time, I....", I trail off, my eyes falling on her lips that she keeps pouting. "This time I want to do something else. Something more..." "More...?" She presses. "More intimate," I admit, afraid of her reaction. "Y-you wanna kiss me?" "Yeah, I do, Esther. I'm dying to kiss you", I admit. ☆☆☆ He was a helper, but she didn't want to be helped. He was doing to help, to fix, but all she did was break, ruin and destroy. Sebastian Tomlinson is a 26-year-old therapist that specialized in psychiatry before others and became the most successful doctor in the country. Though, instead of being a private therapist and earning more money, he chose to work in the basic hospital where anyone can reach for his help. But he has demons on his own that no one knows about, so can he help himself as much he can help others? Esther Larsson is a 20-year-old woman who has both trust and anger issues since she was a child. She hates people, and everything around her, but she's okay with it. Until one day her path crosses with Sebastian who wants nothing more than to help her overcome the fears he is sure she has. Will she let him help her and will that turn into something more? Updates once in a week. WARNINGS: contains strong language, smut, depression

| The Mafia Boss and His Submissive | BWWM #1: SINNER'S TRAP An unsuspecting flame in each other's life. One is continuously looking over their shoulder to ensure that they are on track for the future they have envisioned since they were a child. Despite the countless times they've been disappointed, they have all the love and understanding in the world - an enigma. Because of their own past, the other is barred from ever having what they crave. The majority of relationships are bound in transactionality and they yearn for more. Despite being served every conventional need on a platter, they are unable to obtain the one thing they want. Total opposites that fulfill the urges of the others paradox - they should take the chance. It should be easy? ----- He groans into my right ear, "Come on babygirl, beg for it." He takes his hands away, a bitter shriek of irritation rising from the pits of my stomach. With spread thighs and a dripping pussy, his hands grasped my straightened hair and pulled my head back. I couldn't grip onto anything with my hands suspended above my head and my feet held by restraints in the flooring. I was going mad. My weak pleasured cries falling on deaf ears. He kissed the exposed skin on my back, now covered in a small sheen of sweat barely holding up the bra he cut loose like a rope. A weak shriek escapes my mouth as he pinches my right nipple while playfully twisting the other. "Please. Fuck. Please." I start, but the words get stuck in my throat. A few seconds pass as though he expects me to elaborate. I could barely think. His fingers return to my pussy - slender and long; the ring finger softly stroked the one spot inside me that could send me over the edge crashing, while his thumb rubbed my clit in small circles. "You can do so much better babygirl. You want me to make you cum?" He asks, and is met with an immediate nod. "Then address me by my name and fucking beg for it like you mean it." ----- MATURE CONTENT. NOT EDITED

"Do you understand me?" His voice was rough and loud as his hand gripped my chin, my eyes meeting his. "Yes, Master." "Good. Now down on your knees," his fingers tangled in my hair as I kneeled down. The moan that left my mouth when he pulled my hair didn't go unnoticed. He smirked, "Look at you, being a dirty little slut for me. I bet you're a real mess underneath that skirt..." ________ It was just a kiss. Little did she know she was kissing the states most wanted killer and mafia leader, Xavier Dominguez. And she hates that she was aching for more when she found out who he really is. ________ Most Impressive Rankings: #1 in Lust #2 in Millionaire #3 in Mafia Leader #5 in Gangs #5 in New Author #14 in Lovers #47 in Lover

They took the bag off my head I was barely even awake I had been knocked out so long it wasn't long before I heard a guy yelling numbers as the people bet a higher amount for me "I'm on display for all you fuckers to see" I thought I stared at the floor waiting for it all to be over just as I was about to drift off I heard the man yell " 10 million dollars to the lovely Romano family"

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21