Violence doesn't always leave bruises. Sometimes it leaves silence - and a debt that can't be paid. Alicia has spent her life surviving her father's cruelty and hiding in the shadows of a nightclub he owns. She never expected the mafia to come knocking... or to look straight at her. Matteo is an Italian don raised on power, secrets, and blood. When he's sent to collect an unpaid debt, he expects fear - not defiance, and certainly not a girl who refuses to look away. One debt. One reckless decision. And a secret that will change both their liver for the better... or worse? In a world where loyalty is lethal and love is a weakness, some debts demand more than money. They demand her.

BOOK 1 "This is what you wanted hmm?" he asked breathlessly whispering in my ear. "For me to fuck this tight little pussy." THIS STORY IS NOT EDITIED‼️

Control series:book one I had to pick between my master and my lover.

𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 18+ Dove Campbell is a twenty-one-year-old college student. When her grades started to go downhill, her parents decided to take the situation into their own hands. They took her off the dorms and hired a tutor to improve her grades. What she doesn't know is that the tutor is a dangerously attractive woman who has, except for studying, different plans with her. !!!𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎!!! 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in. Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK