"You are mine Alexandra"he whispered between gritted teeth,"and no one is going to change that". I took a deep breath,inhaling his overly strong cologne.As i stepped closer,i got a better view at his tall slender figure.And i realised,he was right. Alexandra Parker,nineteen,beautiful and innocent. Jay Rockefeller,twenty two,handsome,rich and a player. What happens when Alexandra is forced into marrying a complete stranger,or worse,a possessive stranger?Will she give him a chance and try to see beneath his stubborn ways and hard exterior?

Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES

Book 2 - Sequel to Eros. Mania: jealousy, possessive and obsessive. ➼ "You know," I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. "It's not the fact you broke me... but that I might not hate you as much as I want to hate you." I whispered as I watched his eyes shine with emotions for the first time. "Amara..." "But then I remember what a horrible person you are and then it all makes sense," I clenched my jaw with disgust and anger. "You need me more than anything." ➼

"You must be really stupid," I said with giggle. "You're way in over your head if you think I'm going to call you my husband. Your ego is starting to get a little bit too big." He took a step closer, completely overshadowing me. "And you must have forgotten who the fuck I am, my love. You better loose that attitude, because here in my mafia..." He grinned. "You are nothing before me, nobody is. I hope you understand that." I smirked as I reached for he's shoulders, rubbing then in small circles "It's seems to me that you are losing your memory, Mr Serraino. I hope you remember who made you so powerful. Do I need to remind you? It was me. I hope I made that clear." He gave a deep chuckle. "Oh really, Mrs Serraino? Ok fine, but let me also remind you of something..." He gave me a wide smile. "You need me more than I need you." I raised a brow. "Yeah, but here's the thing..." I slowly pushed him onto the bed. "I can just simply take all your power away from you." He scoffed. ''The only way that will happen is if you die." I slowly reached down to my nightstand, quickly glancing back to him only to see him watching my every move. "I've lost everything. My father, my mother and my mafia which is now in the hands of the man I'm forced to share a life with." I opened the drawer and pulled out my gun, aiming it to my head. "If killing myself means that my mafia will be out of your clutches, than so be it. I've got nothing to lose." ••• 18+

Smut Warning 🤫🔥 _____________ I quickly snapped out of the trance he put me in before placing me knife at the side of his neck. "Alessandro if your lips touch mine I'll cut throat after breaking every single bone in your body" I said as his lips were almost touching mine. A smirk formed on his lips and he looked away from my lips and into my eyes. "Can we stop pretending like you don't want my c**k buried deep inside you that you'll forget the face of the first person you killed" he whispered "Just give in amore " he said ________________________________________________ Rosabella Moulin is an assassin Alessandro Romano is a ruthless mafia (Book cover by @_navyblueee_)

Crystal Williams has always lived her life under the watchful eye of her father. she has been so used to following each and every rule her father has for her. one night her father tells her to pick up groceries and that is when she meets him. Max Steel is the well known bad boy around town. he can get any girl he wants just by snapping his fingers but one girl wont fall for his tricks and it drives him mad. Complete opposites but one thing finally drags them together...lust

"Xavior, please... stop" a moan escapes my lips as I feel his hands make its way to my bottom region. "And what if I don't want to?" he replies, leaving me breathless. _______________________________________ When two people meet under the worst circumstances, fate decides it's best to keep them apart until the time is right. When Xavior meets Victoria for the first time, in five years, after that horrible incident, Xavior is determined to collect what is rightfully his. Let's see what life has install for the couple when secrets gets revealed, lives are at stake and when the past comes out of its grave. ⚠️I do NOT give warnings to mature scenes, read at your OWN risk. _________________________________________ -this is my first book so I really hope you guys support it and enjoy it ❤️🙏

Everything was seemingly perfect for the innocent and naïve Annalise, as she had the perfect life that any teen could ask for. With her mother, aunt and the almighty by her side, she didn't need anyone, for she trusted them with all her heart. And she was getting married soon with a guy who was four years older to her but she didn't mind it one bit as it was her mother who arranged it for her and had complete faith in her mother's decision for her. But one day out, caused hell to break loose as she was spotted by the devil himself. He who ruled the underworld like the king. When his eyes landed on the sweet little teenager, he wanted her and all for himself. And what he wants he gets either by hook or crook. For he had already written his name on the innocent Annalise with his lustful eyes. Falling in the depths of hate and lust, Annalise, has no way out but accept her fate and submit. But soon finds herself involved in something sinful and dangerous with the man that detests dearly. (Psycho-thriller)

"Stop! You can't touch me like this... it's inappropriate," she gasped, her voice trembling as his hand slipped past the waistband of her shorts. "Why, baby girl? Aren't you the same one who's been craving me since we were kids? Besides, I'm your husband," he whispered with a devilish grin, his eyes dark with hunger. "No, you can't do this!" Her voice shook with defiance as she punched his chest, but before she could break free, his large hand covered her mouth, stifling her protests. Sometimes, the raw lust for someone... the need to possess them... can spiral into wicked desires, drowning everything in its path. And nothing-no boundaries, no walls-can stop it. Author's Note: Warning: This story is intended for readers 18+ due to its sensitive content. It contains themes of abuse, manipulation. Please proceed with caution as these elements may be disturbing to some readers. This narrative explores difficult and challenging themes, and I want to ensure that readers are fully aware of the nature of the story before diving in.

"If you think a night is all you are going to be on my bed under me. Little one! How wrong are you." She gulped not trusting her ears that hear what her brute of a husband said. He pulled her close to him breathing on her little face tingling her lips trembled. Her eyes wide in disbelieve. She turned beetroot red thinking of all that had transpired between them. She was sore all over her body. "But that was a mis... mistake and we should not repeat it again." He chuckled pushing the lock of her dark hair behind her ear leaving a tingling sensation on her ever sensitive nape. He closed the distance and brought his lips to her already bruised nape sucking the same spot making it darker. She couldn't hold in her moan and let out a desperate cry. "We. will. not. repeat. the. same. again. coz He said in between kisses she was brought back to reality, his words not making any sense to her. He pulled the sheet away which covered her naked self. Trailing his calloused fingers gently down to her... "We will do so much more and so much new things you've never experienced. You got so much to catch up with and this husband of yours will take the honour to do it all." She blushed and also a tingle went down her sore v*****. There was this saying about her husband. 'Ricardo Wilde never went back on his words.' She was going to experience it all and learn so much more. This arranged marriage and all that came with was indeed too much for her, starting from her husband.