❝ She wasn't the woman he came for. ❞ ────────────────────── Bianka Kavà has spent her entire life avoiding the world her family built. The world of blood. Power. And men like Remo Casovaiké. When Remo's men are ordered to abduct the daughter of a rival wealthy family, they return with the wrong woman. The niece. By the time they realize their mistake, Remo simply shrugs. "She'll do." Now Bianka is nothing more than collateral-a bargaining chip for a debt she never created. She hates him. He doesn't care. Until the woman he planned to use becomes the only person he can't bear to lose. Because in Remo's world... everything has a price. And he'll burn an empire before he lets anyone collect hers.

Simone Carter thought she knew exactly what she was moving for. A charming man. A fresh start. A life far from everything she left behind. London was supposed to be simple work, love, stability. And for a while, it is. Rome is attentive, generous, and just flawed enough to feel real. The kind of man you learn to understand. The kind of man you try to fix. Until the cracks start to show. The temper. The insecurity. The things he never explains. And the quiet realization that Rome's world is bigger than he ever let on. Because Rome isn't just a man with money and influence. He's connected. And he's not alone. By the time Simone begins to pull away and she finally chooses herself it's already too late. What she thought she could walk away from was never hers to leave in the first place. Because some men don't lose control. They take it back. And some families like to share.... 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢 is apart of the Moroz series but can be read as a standalone book. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, sexual tension , and explicit scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

Lucian placed my legs on his lap, took my shoes off, and began rubbing my feet. "How was your day at the gallery?" he asked. "It was so boring," I began. "Wednesdays are always so uneventful..." As I was explaining, his hands began to move up my thigh and underneath my dress. He started rubbing my pussy over my panties. "Mmm," I moaned, trying to grab his arm lightly. "Move your hand & continue, little girl," he commanded. I tried to continue telling him about my boring ass day at work, but the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. "I can't," I gasped. He growled darkly. "Mmm, you want me to suck on your pussy again, don't you, angel?" I whimpered. "Mmm..." Lucian stopped rubbing my pussy and grabbed my neck lightly but effectively. "Answer me when I'm talking to you, Nyla. I want to hear you beg for it. You hear me?" "Yes, Lucian," I breathed out. He smiled lightly. "Good girl. Such a good girl." Then he kissed me with so much lust and passion that my pussy was soaked, and I honestly couldn't wait.

DISCLAIMER ⚠️ • Keep in mind that this story contains dark subjects, such as abuse, violence and sexual themes. The look of want The feel of love Thats what I desired.. but then I met him... Armando Julius Esposito. Oldest brother of three. Whom we met on our vacation. Me and my two bestfriends... The Dark Love Series ꧁•꧂ © By Blushingwhilereading

"I don't care if you want it or not, all I care about is you believing and admitting that you are mine. I don't care what lengths I have to go to make you believe that you're mine. You belong to me , I own you Chula " his voice alone sent chills down my spine. Staring into his eyes, all is see is fury, I clasped my hand on his tight hands trying to get him to stop. I begged him with my welled up eyes, begging him to stop. I couldn't produce any sound. He finally let go off me. I had to cough couple of times to clear my air passage. I stared at him and I can't even find any regrets, he still had the same expression on. "Michele you can't do this to me. I have a life back home, I have people out there that needs me.. ... " i was saying until I got snatched up again. This time his grip on my neck tightened . "What part of you belong to me now don't you understand !! " he yelled in my face. His eyes went from deep brown to dark. They are blazing with fury. I blinked rapidly and the tears finally flowed freely from my eyes. At this point, I know he's definitely going to kill me if he continues like this. He let go of me but immediately snatched my hands " I guess I have to remind you that you're mine After all " with that he starts dragging me as he walked.

Nicole Hamblen was your typical 21 year old college student. She received good grades, came from a wonderful family, and had a kick ass best friend named Tracy. But she struggled with self esteem issues and thought she would never find love. Until one day her night in shining armor appeared. Only problem is, she is black and he is white. Oh poor Nicole. What will you do.

"You think, I'll allow you to use me and go free?" He let out a dark chuckle. "Think again love, you are mine and there is nothing you or anyone can do about it." Twenty-six years old Deirdra Lewis, spend years trying to find something, anything to do to make some money to take care of her sick mother. She finally got a job at as a caretaker for a twelve-year old boy who met in an accident which left him paralyzed from the waist down. She was so excited to finally work and decided to go celebrate her new accomplishment with her best friend. One night of unintentional mistakes led to a lifetime of regrets. WARNING!!!!!! MENTIONS OF SEXUAL ABUSE AND ASSAULT. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

"L-let me go" he chuckles his green eyes darken Gripping my neck tightly so I can't breathe "Princesa I thought we were over that topic" anger radiating off him . I try and claw his hand but nothing, so I just let darkness consume me......