"Mommy, can Uncle Carl stay with us tonight for dinner?" Velma asked, giving me those cute puppy eyes of hers, I could hardly say no to. "And why is that?" I questioned sweetly. "Because I want to make him my daddy," she giggled. *** Alma got herself tangled in a one-night scandal orchestrated by her step-sister and had to secretly marry the Heir of the Harris multi-billionaire company, Carl Harrison, to cover up for her stepsister's crime. Three years later, Carl and Alma's step-sister reunited, and what did Alma get in return? A divorce file was thrown at her face. Not knowing Alma was pregnant with his child after humiliating and firing her from his workplace, rendering her completely helpless and almost losing her baby... Alma left the country for good. Four years later, Alma is back, to take over her family's business after being one of the powerful successors in the business industry. Alma and Carl crossed paths again, not only did Carl regret his past actions of years back of how he had treated his ex-wife, he started falling for her, and he soon realized she had a four-year-old daughter who looked just like him. WARNING: TRIGGING SCENES AHEAD!

"Remember how wet you were when you decide to start avoiding me again. Remember how you came all over me. Remember how you felt in this exact moment because I know you'll deny it." - She knew falling in love with him was wrong. She still fell anyway. Now she will have to live with the debt of temptation - When Poppy witnesses a robbery gone wrong and gives evidence to the police to catch the perpetrators, she finds herself in witness protection after discovering the criminals are part of a dangerous gang. But when her witness protection comes to an end, she is soon captured by the gang leader and told she'll give eight years of her life for the man who was sentenced to prison for the same amount of time. Poppy is forced to work for the spiteful leader, Rexx, who uses her natural beauty to swindle valuable information from wealthy men for his own benefit. She's been counting down the seconds until her freedom. When she stumbles across Gabriel Dalton, the underboss to the mafia, he's charming, attractive and tempting. Poppy expects him to be like the rest, only ever after one thing. But that's when Gabriel proves her wrong. After Rexx discovers her acquaintance with Gabriel, he demands that she spies on him to get information about his family and business. Reluctantly she wants to say no, but she has no choice. If she fights it, she'll get hurt-or worse. As Poppy becomes closer to Gabriel, she doesn't expect to fall for him. And little does he know, she's been lying to him this whole time. There is only one thing Gabriel absolutely despises and that is heartless backstabbers. Tropes: - mafia romance - forced proximity - who did this to you? - angst/betrayal - dual POV - spice with some kinks 18+

He squeezed her cheeks together, he asked, "What will you get by going away from me?" His hand got tighter as he was pinning her to the wall with the help of his other hand securing her waist. He whispered, "Lavina.... What will you get?... why so prideful? hu?" Her eyes only showed pain, he knew all of it. But did he caused all of it? No he didn't? Zavier grabbed her face tighter, her painful words showed how much damage he was causing, his hands soften, he cannot take her pain. She whispered, "LEAVE!!!... I don't want to see you..." His eyebrows furrowed, he got this after searching for her like mad dog. He lost her, and when he got her again, she just rejected him like he was a dog. She screamed, "I hate you!!!!... Leave me the f*ck alone!!!" It damaged his pride, hurt his love. He pressed a cloth on her face, her eyes got wide on his sudden action. He whispered, "Now... Lavina Morris.... You are going to be mine.... pay for what you did to me...." She tried to fight back, but he had captured her well in his arms, he whispered embracing her and she fell into sleep, "I will take everything that belongs to me." She fainted in his arms, still trying to fight, but his arms captured her tighter so she won't slip away from him, from his love from the fate he decided for them. Her cheek landed in his chest, his arms engulfed her tighter as he whispered, "Love you... forever...."

I warned him, "What you think you are doing!!!" He lighted the match stick and threw it on the table, my feet went back as the table caught on fire. he looked at me as he said, "Looks like... Miss Valentine.... there won't be a dinner tonight...." He ordered, "Let ...Me.... Escort.. You ...To... Your ...Room....I will call your date and cancel it for you.... So, will you walk or I should carry you in my arms?" is he jealous? obsession? I slapped him. I pointed my finger on his face as I said, "With whom you are talking!!!... I am Valerie Valentine!!!! You are a person you carried my bag, follows my every order!!!!... You are mere Bodyguard, Alan!!!" (Note: Ares Alan Morris is his full name I warned him, "I had enough! I want you gone right now! They will find a better replacement!" he said grabbing my face, "I dare you... Try to go away from me... Try to make me leave.... We had deal I can leave here only on my will.... right?...Be true to your words, Valee.." "Alan!!!" his mouth touched corner of my lips He whispered, "Don't tell me you don't feel the same, if you don't then... then I will give you space...." I warned, "My dad will kill you!!!" He asked, "And you will let me get killed, sweetheart..." he chuckled deeply "i don't think so..." He lifted my chin, he whispered, "I will move away if you want but forget the date. I can't let that happen, not with that loser..." His lips brushed against mine, he whispered to himself, "Damn... I can't get enough of this girl..." His phone rang, he smirked picking the call, his eyes were glued on me. "yes... Yes, Sir.... I dropped her home...." He said further, "Don't worry, Your niece is all safe and sound." the call ended. He was looking at me like he will devour me at the same time. I asked, "How dare you!!!... How dare you treat me like a girl you toss every other day!!! " He whispered, "I am treating like you are my women..."

When two worlds collide, the most dangerous thing is falling in love. Lena's ordinary life takes a dark turn when she saves a stranger from an attack, unwittingly entangling herself in the violent world of Nikolai- a powerful and feared mafia leader. What begins as a reluctant connection fuelled by danger and necessity soon becomes something deeper as Lena is drawn to the man behind the power: intense, protective, and unyieldingly devoted to her. Nikolai knows he should stay away from Lena-she doesn't belong in his world, a place defined by control and chaos. But no matter how hard he tries to keep his distance, her strength and quiet defiance pull him closer. When a dangerous rival targets Lena to get to him, Nikolai is forced to confront his feelings, vowing to protect her at any cost-even if it means putting his empire on the line. Just a note- Bad boy good girl and hate to love type thing. There is some fighting/violence Please leave a comment whether you like the story or not, I really appreciate any feedback. Vote as well if you like it. Thanks for reading!

Jack Carrington: Sinclair Prep's most popular student, captain of the Lacrosse team, and the rudest guy on this planet. Me: Sinclair Prep's newest student, a wallflower, and nothing like my fellow classmates. They say that opposites attract. I think they may just be right.

Amelia Astoria, under an old pact with her grandfather and the Don of the Costra Nostra that runs New York City, agreed to marry Theodore Salvatore--the next mafia boss of the Salvatore clan, despite the high risk that comes with it, just to fulfill her grandfather's last wish. She never expected to fall in love with him, but even with his cold indifference, she still loved him deeply. But she knew that this love would just kill her softly. She couldn't continue living with this unrequited love that was slowly eating away her heart. She has to move on. She must let him go. She must lose him to love herself again.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.