Brie Evan: -She is 5'6 -She is 23 years old -She is 375 pounds -She is shy -She is a maid -She was fired from her previous job and now is looking for a new job Marcello Moretti: -He is 6'5 -He is 29 years old -He is Italian -He is confident -He is the Don of the Italian mafia -He is in need of a new maid before going back to Italy My cover is made by Canva! Thank you for taking the time to read my book! This is a mature book so that includes violence, sex scenes (18+), and explicit language. Highest Rankings: #1- curvygirl #1- bbw #19- plus size #11- maid #88- steamy #115- kinky #340- mafia

Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. *** "Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got." My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath. I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs. "Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead." ***

ARRANGED MARRIAGE "I will not marry anyone. I don't care if it's for alliance, because we both know we don't need it!" I hissed back. Our mafia was one of the most feared, if not the most. No one dared touch us, so why marry a man who cannot give us anything. Before I got to speak up again my father slapped me right across the face. I gasped and put a hand to my cheek. My mouth stayed shut and I sat down in silence. Neither my mother or my brother did or said anything. I wouldn't except them to, since they never did. "I am your father and you will show me respect!" He demanded and sat back down. My cheek ached and I knew it would leave a mark. One I would have to cover up later. "But father, if you just tell me why," I tried and he cut me off again by picking up a fork and throwing it in my direction. He missed by a few inches only. My mother stared blankly down at her plate, not wanting to show my father a reaction. "Do not question me Katherine. You're leaving tomorrow" He said at last. ----------- What happens when the stubborn and independent Katherine Lopez is forced into marriage? Was it all for alliance between two mafias like her father said? And how far will she go to break the arrangement before the wedding date? Will she kill to get what she wants? Read the story to find out;)

'' you can love a monster, it can even love you back, but that dosent change its nature'' college was supposed to be liliths excape, her one way road to another life. and it was. only it wasnt the life she had expected. when she accidently ends up paired up with the schools most vicious boys, and from then on her life was turned up side down.

**** READ 'ON THE ROCKS' BEFORE 'WITH A TWIST'**** She gave up everything for the freedom of others. She is their everything. Need I say more? Started: 26/5/24 Finished: 21/11/24 Book cover background photo: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/8514686788211780/ #1 in MAFIAROMANCE ~ 30/5/24 #1 in SECONDBOOK ~ 30/5/24 #1 in ONTHEROCKS ~ 30/7/24 #1 in TATTOOS ~ 4/4/25

A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY #5 CEO

"Did he fucking touch you?" His voice was a low growl, each word laced with fury as he prowled closer, heat radiating from his body. "A-Alex, you don't understand! He's just a friend!" I stammered, feeling the weight of his gaze pin me in place. "Friend?" He sneered, a predatory glint in his dark eyes. "You're mine. Only mine. No one else gets to lay a finger on you. No one." In a swift motion, he ripped my clothes apart, the sound echoing like thunder, leaving me bare before him. "Only I get to touch you. Only I get to make you feel," he growled, spreading my legs wide, electricity coursing between us. "Alex, please, he didn't touch me!" I gasped, desperation spilling from my lips. "Shut up," he commanded, his breath hot against my skin. "Let me claim what's mine. Let me fuck you until you forget his name." He's a ghost in the underworld, a man feared by even the most ruthless criminals. Aleksandr Volkov doesn't ask-he takes. And the moment I stumbled into his world, I became his next possession. I should hate him. I should run. But the way he looks at me tells me one thing... I'll never be free again. "Why did you kiss me?" His dark eyes smolder as he steps closer, voice low and possessive. "I wanted to know what you taste like." "And?" I whisper, barely breathing. A slow smirk tugs at his lips as he brushes a thumb over my lower lip. "Kak Moyà." 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 A russian Mafia romance STARTED WRITING:19/02/25 FINISHED:

**Mature Readers Only ( 18+ )** Book 1 of the Moretti series- Remi Bennett grew up with her mother an a handful of close friends. When her mother got sick, Remi made life changes that helped her mature and become more independent. Working in a small Italian restaurant and living on her own, she never saw the changes coming. Micah Moretti has always loved the party boy lifestyle. Being the only son to a single mom, his uncle had taken him under his wing. Having major ties to Sicilian Mafia, he moves to Washington DC with hopes for a fresh start. Closer to his remaining family and the family business, he has a plan, but it doesn't involve settling down. When Remi and Micah meet, their lives change. Unfortunately not everyone in their lives is able to move on or mature. ** She smile back at me and arched her brow. "Micah Morretti I don't want to take advantage of you." She re-buttoned my slacks and slid off the counter. Pushing me back with her fingertips. "Look, if you don't think you can handle me, I will happily handle myself." I closed my eyes as my head rolled back. When our touch disconnected she lifted her tank, revealing her lower back and stomach. Stepping away and wandered towards her bedroom. Watching her walk away from me. Actively teasing me, she slipped the cotton tank over head with one hand and hid her chest with the other. "If you aren't going to help," she stopped and met my gaze over her shoulder, "then get out." ** No. 1 in #NightClub - 06/17/2019 No. 4 in #ExBoyfriend - 12/9/2019 No. 1 in #EroticFiction - 10/19/2019 No. 1 in #Waitress - 11/14/2019

"Apologize, amore." he said with a deadly tone of voice. "If I don't apologize, then what?" I replied with grin on my face. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. He lowered his head down to my ear, letting out a whisper. "As much as I love you, I won't hesitate to punish you as soon as we get back home. It all depends on how well you behave and so far, it's not good." My body was heated by his words, I knew how much I wanted this and so did he. The teasing was only making this worse for the both of us. "Well, punishments are my best friend so I wouldn't mind them." I teased. "Oh believe me, piccola. You will change your mind and behavior once I'm done with you." ~~~ 20 year-old Ella Cage was just a semi-normal girl, the usual clubbing and working with her roommate known as Nicolas Rivera. She did one-night-stands in hoping she would find a perfect guy to spend the rest of her life with, but this time, the guy made the first move. And that one move would change her life, joining into the world of mafias. 34 year-old Lucifer Steel was the son of one of the most powerful mafia leader, along with his brother Oliver Steel. After their father had gotten ill, Lucifer did everything to prepare for the moment that he would be the new mafia leader. The one thing he didn't prepare for was falling in love with some girl from a nightclub. ~~~ Rankings! #1 in Cocky #1 in Kinky #1 in Recommend #1 in Mafia #1 in Richguypoorgirl #2 in BDSM #2 in Mafialove #2 in Submissive #3 in Killer

"Fuck u, fucken pussy!" I yelled at him. He turned,walked to me got so close to my face,i could literally smell his minty mixed weed breath.(this man looks so fucken sexy yet intimidating as fuck.) "Say that one more time,i will flip u over this fucken bed and fuck u like there is no tomorrow." With that being said i slowly closed my legs before I could drip on this sheets. "But u would like that won't u amore,seeing how u are too quick to close those sexy legs " he whispered against my neck,sending shivers from my spine straight to my sweet dripping core. DAMN. She got a job at a strip club as a bartender,got kidnapped for not wanting to strip for the owner of the club,the most dangerous,cold hearted yet so sexy and handsome,the devil him self THE ITALIAN MAFIA KING. MR. D'ANGELO.