I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

A crime boss struggles to carry out a vendetta after he falls for the spirited daughter of his enemy. ***** Twenty-two years after his parents were killed, Federico Di Maggio returns to New York with a simple plan: take down the man who betrayed his family. What he didn't plan on was Elenora Borelli, the enigmatic and fiery daughter of his enemy. Reeling from recent heartbreak, Elenora will stop at nothing to find her happiness. But when she finds herself pressured into an engagement with the dark and mysterious Federico, happiness may be the least of her problems. Hellbent on sabotaging the arrangement, Elenora defies Federico in ways no one else would ever dare. Too bad Federico's never been one to back down from a challenge. Especially one that calls to him in the most feral and passionate of ways. With unforeseen betrayals and new rivals, perhaps the real challenge Federico must face is deciding whether to fight his feelings for Elenora or give into them. But even if he chooses to end his long-standing vendetta against her father for mounting sparks between them, there's no guarantee she'll risk her heart on him. *Content Advisory: This story contains coarse language, scenes with violence and mature sexual content. (Word Count : 101,000-111,000) #1 Italian #1 Possessive #46 Family secrets #95 Passion ©2022 LJ RAE

"I could've killed you right in the moment but when I looked into these sparkling green eyes I knew I would be losing the light of my life if I did" I wanted to feel scared but I couldn't. I felt safe instead. I'm so stupid and naive. "And in this dark life I'm living I need some light Aria, I know I'm being an selfish bastard and putting you in danger, but please stay with me and I'll give you everything you want and protect you with my life" "I can't-" "Please save me Aria" I could swear I saw a tear escaping his eye before he cupped my face and smashed his lips on mine. THIS IS NOT THE SAME ALEX AS ARES' SON

Eleanor Nightingale is pursuing her career as a professional ballet dancer at the Royal Ballet School in London. However, not everything is at it seems. Adjusting to life in London, she soon crosses paths with a man who will turn her world of peace and happiness upside down and be thrown into a world of pain and suffering. All it takes is for someone to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She went to help, but ends up being blamed. Her life will never be the same as she goes head to head with London's most notorious and fearsome man, Oscar Hendricks.

"Don't leave." he takes my hand in his and looks me in the eyes that are full of different emotions now and I can't help but stare back, I don't want to look away. "Please don't leave me" he breathes out and leans his forehead on mine. "Please". _______________________________________________ Arranged marriage is the last thing he thought he would agree to, but he had to if he wanted to pursue his dream. She was the last person he thought would bring him comfort, care, and love he shields himself from. _______________________________________________ Arranged marriage is the last thing she thought she would agree to, but she had to if she wanted to help her father. He was the last person she thought would be her savior, her safe place, her rock that she needed oh so much. _______________________________________________ They both didn't expect the arranged marriage to be something more than just that. But will they fight the unexpected pull, emotions, feelings that are bringing them closer, or will they embrace it and be each other's happy ever after? _______________________________________________ #1 in agegap - out of 11.9k stories - 22.02.2022. (Most impressive ranking so far for my book)