"Beg for it." He growled in my ear, making heat shoot straight to my core. "Never." I hissed back as his fingers moved faster inside me. His chest was pressed against my back, hand dipped into my skirt, panties pulled to the side. I wanted to come so badly, but I would never give him the satisfaction of hearing me beg. --- Violett Moore finished college over a year ago, yet she was still jobless. Of course, she was still living the life with the money her brother sent her every month, but she wanted something of her own. Hard earned money from a good paying job. When he brother tells her that there may be an opportunity for her, she couldn't be more ecstatic, until she finds out who's hiring. Roman Drakos, CEO of the Drakos Co. conglomerate that owns most of the media outlets in LA, some film studios, and the most prestigious marketing firm. He's also her brother's best friend. She's never met him, but she already knew she wouldn't take the job. This was just another handout and she wanted to work for it. Little did she know that Roman wasn't giving away any handouts and would indeed make her work for it, even if she had to beg for it. TOTAL WORDCOUNT: 97,431 ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story contains mature content such as foul language, some violence, & sex

▪️MAFIA ROMANCE▪️ "Aleksandr, you're nothing more than a glorified pimp!" Litizia fumed. Pulling her body into mine, I whispered against her lips, "And you'll soon be my wife. So what does that make you?" **** Nicknamed the King of meat hook sodomy, Aleksandr Tolstoy is the leader of the Russian mafia in Aelbank City. On top of being a prominent weapons dealer, he also owns a few brothels and a popular sex club. In order to secure an expansion deal, much to his displeasure, this tattooed bachelor is forced into marrying an Italian heiress. Litizia D'Apolito is not what Aleksandr expected. Her smooth bronze skin is tempting and Aleksandr finds himself intrigued by the defiance in her deep brown eyes. As their emotions for each other grow, it seems too good to be true. Will their love be able to stand the test of time, or will the dangers of the criminal world tear them apart? 🔅Rated R: Contains thematic issues, adult language, MATURE sexual content, violence and possible triggers. ------------------------------------------------- Cover Photo: Edited by @KimberlyTanithMarie using an image from photographer Rahul Singh © All rights reserved 2021 I DO NOT consent to my story being translated, copied or otherwise reproduced by anyone.

Nicole Jackson is a 24 year old waitress at The Star Cafè. She ran away from her abusive parents from California to New York in search for a better life. She hopes to find peace and happiness in the new city. Dante Moretti is a 27 Mafia king. He is known for killing anything or anyone who even thinks of looking his way which is why many people tend to avoid his presence as a whole. He only cares for his family and close friends. Uses women as toys and sees no use in respecting them since it's either they want him because of his looks and money. Deep inside all of that hard exterior he carries, he wishes to find his Queen. He finally meets a curvy yet small girl with curly hair at his Club. Will she be his future Mafia Queen? Why don't you find out [Still to be edited]

The human heart is an abyss. Through tunnels, and chambers, the organ beats and the world, in each persons life, continues to churn. With that heart, life is a reality. But, every so often, exceptions have to be made. Every so often a heart breaks, truly breaks, and all the pieces of life and reality become a haze. That heart is beating, but only sustaining. There is only one cure, one remedy- one antidote. That is love. ... There is nothing like the search for the perfect story. For Josephine Taylor, head journalist in a bustling Seattle magazine, where jobs are fought, not won, Aidan Hughes is that story...the story that will combine both truth and intrigue. Plagued by tragedy, the handsome photographer has secluded himself to a remote town, denying anyone who seeks to exploit him. For Josephine, Aidan Hughes is a jackpot of mystery, the perfect subject to propel her career into it's highest form. Like all the others, he intends to send her away. But, when a storm blows in, trapping them in his family estate, concessions will be made... Deep, dark secrets will be revealed... And unwilling hearts will be touched.

Brielle Newman A 21-year-old girl who was struggling to make life comfortable for herself and her niece, Delilah. Her sister left the baby the minute she could get up and leave the hospital. Brielle hasn't seen her since. She also hasn't seen her parents who walked out on her at 17 or her brother who went to the army and hasn't contacted her for 9 months in counting. Being all by herself she's desperately trying to give Delilah a life she never got to experience. Killian Russell A 24-year-old ruthless CEO who doesn't tolerate negligence or stupidity. He wouldn't blink an eye before firing someone who worked for him for years. Make one mistake and you're done. His parents were extremely proud of his success. He never had a stable relationship. He was once a hit it and quit it guy but now he just lays low as most women throw themselves at him just for his money. Being the richest man in the northeast and second richest in the country he has no time for love. When he finds little Delilah ordering a coffee, he follows her out. She takes him to Brielle, who instantly made something click in Killian, changing their lives forever. Disclaimer: This book is more so about fluff, comedy, and drama (I wrote it as a literal teenager). If you are looking for a bit more ✨spice✨, check out the other books within the Discretion Series. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU! I REPEAT, PLEASE DO NOT ENTER THIS BOOK WITH THE INTENTION OF ALREADY NOT LIKING IT AND LEAVING HATE COMMENTS. #2 in Romance - 04/17/18

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]