"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included!*

Noelle's quiet life shatters overnight, when she receives a call that her father has died. Once the daughter of a feared crime boss, she's spent the last 5 years trying to outrun her family's shadow, evening changing her name - until the debts her father left behind drag her straight back into the world she swore she'd never return to. To protect her mother from the brutal retaliation of the DeLuna syndicate, Noelle agrees to the unthinkable: marriage to the new Don, Kairo DeLuna, a man as dangerous as he is magnetic. Kairo rules with ice in his veins and secrets in his eyes-known for his lust of sadistic brutality, Noelle is given no choice. Save her mother, or watch the only family she has left face the consequences. Their union is meant to seal a business deal and bury her father's mistakes - yet what begins as an arrangement of power soon becomes a battle of desire, trust, and survival. As Noelle is pulled deeper into Kairo's world of betrayal, bloodlines, and revenge, she must decide whether her heart is her greatest weakness... or the weapon that could change everything.

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

When 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬, 22, drops out of college after her father is sentenced to prison for a crime he swears he didn't commit, her life collapses fast...eviction notices, unpaid tuition, a mother barely holding it together. Then 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐕𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐧 appears. Late 40s. Private wealth. No digital footprint. He offers her a monthly allowance for companionship only. No sex. No exclusivity clause. No explanations. What unsettles Kailani isn't the money. It's how little she needs to explain herself because he already knows.

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"You're sick. You need help!" I tilt my head, smiling while she panics over the blood on her hands. "I don't need help." A soft, manic laugh slips out. "I need you." She tells me to stay still. "If I die," I murmur, watching her eyes fill with fear, "it's on you, princess. So don't let me die." I smile wider. "Talk to me."

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

[18+] smut warning Isabella Suárez When her father passes A 21 year old mafia princess, still new to this lifestyle, is set to marry her worst enemy with whom she has some dangerous history with, In order for there to be peace upon families. Marcello Rossi 29 year old Marcello Rossi, a ruthless and cold blooded mafia don with many secrets is set to marry the beautiful Isabella Suárez who isn't quite fond of him. ------------------------------ "Bella" He warned "I won't hesitate to bend you over my desk and fuck you so hard you pass out" His hand still attached to my neck "Then don't hesitate Marcello" Book 1 of the Rossi series Highest rankings #1 brat #8 degrading #12 italian #26 enemies to lovers #12 mafia

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

{ ON GOING } "Does that feel good baby?" he whispers seductively in my ear gripping tightly on my hips when I didn't answer it only made him go harder and harder each time."fuck yes!" I shout as he pulled out of me staring into my eyes. "Damn it Iyana your so tight" he said bending me over on the bed. I could feel him enter my clit whilst his dick pounded into me he grabbed ahold of my breast. "Your so fucking beautiful Iyana." In which a powerful mafia leader, who has never been in a relationship before becomes obsessed with the twenty-four year old black girl. publishes every Wednesday & Friday <3