"I'll treat it like it's mine if you admit who it's for." She stated. Her words only made the ache between my legs worse. Fuck I hate her. But in that moment, my common sense seemed to evaporate. The battle between my brain and body seemingly came to an end. The way she was talking to me, the way she was touching me, left my body in a frenzy and she had barely done anything. I had never been this fucking desperate - And I hated it. "It's for you." I mumbled reluctantly as the last shred of my ego slipped away. "Who's it for?" She murmured, slowly sliding my red lace underwear to the side. "It's for you Anastasia." I breathed ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ Anastasia Grey, an lawyer notorious for representing the Mafia, finds herself on the run after getting entangled with the leader of The Green Angels. Originally from Ireland, she finds herself in the heart of New York, attempting to lay low as the assistant of a real estate agent. But with her past slowly creeping up on her and the hot headed blonde she now works for making her life nothing but difficult, how long will it really be before her world begins to crumble around her?

Jade knew that the moment Maya stepped back into the room, soft and sleepy-looking in borrowed cotton, Jade would be gone. Just dust. She pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes. "Get a grip," she whispered harshly. "You're not thirteen and writing fanfiction. She's your friend. She trusts you. Don't be a fucking creep." Still, the part of her she hated most whispered: But what if she wanted you to look? And fuck. What if she did?

! warning G!P ! Alexis Aurora Cruz Gonzales must find a wife, in order to claim her father's empire. Known as only the eldest of a wealthy dynasty, the public is unaware of the dark secrets underpinning their fortune. Without any luck finding a suitable candidate to fill up the position, one of her underlings proposes a deal; his girlfriend's hand, for a hefty payout. Madeline Armani, is tired of her boring life with her abusive boyfriend. One day she is kidnapped from her cafe, and suddenly being forced into a toxic and sex fueled matrimony with the world's most powerful woman. What unfolds when a seemingly 'innocent' woman is bound to a heartless, powerful mafia leader?

Dr. Cameron O'Clare believed being the smartest girl in the room meant she was in control of her research and her life. But when Dr. Mavis Leroy, a brilliant and fiercely private expert in environmental psychology, backed her breakthrough project, everything shifted. Leroy did not just fund the work. She embedded herself into Cameron's world. The choices were no longer hers. She became the variable Cameron had not accounted for. The catalyst. Power. Intimacy. Surrender. Suddenly, Cameron was not sure what she wanted or who held the reins. Like any true catalyst, Leroy did not change herself. She changed everything around her.

Veronika Koroleva Petrovna-Moscow's untouchable queen. The wealthiest, most powerful woman in Russia. A name that drips with arrogance, feared as much as it is revered. With a single glance, she ensnares. A presence so sharp it cuts. To her, people are nothing but pawns-disposable, forgettable, irrelevant. Trust is a currency too expensive to waste. Loneliness is not a curse; it is a necessity. No parents, no attachments, no weaknesses. Begging? Pleading? Nyet. That is beneath her. Luciana "La Reina" Monteserra-Madrid's deadliest shadow. A queen of ruin and carnage, cloaked in elegance. Cold. Calculating. Lacking even the pretense of empathy. She does not ask. She takes. What she touches, she owns. What she claims, she keeps. No one defies her. No one escapes her grasp. But Veronika? Veronika was the exception. The one thing she could never own.

She's bold. She's sharp. She's definitely trouble. And she won't leave Emory alone. Cassidy Monroe is new at Halston High a photographer with a cocky smile, a smart mouth, and no sense of personal space. She doesn't care about fitting in, following rules, or keeping her head down. And for some reason, she keeps showing up in Emory Price's life like it's on purpose. Emory doesn't flirt. She doesn't get distracted. She's focused, respected, maybe even a little untouchable. So when Cassidy starts teasing her between classes, sitting beside her in every shared period, and making her laugh when she's trying not to smile, Emory tells herself it doesn't matter. It's just noise. A phase. A girl with too much confidence and no filter. But the thing about Cassidy is she's not that easy to shake. And the longer Emory tries to ignore her, the harder it gets to tell whether she's annoyed... or addicted.

Aurora Kensington has spent years trying to silence the voice in her head-the one that sounds too much like Briar Holloway. The girl who was once her best friend. The girl who came out to her. The girl she pushed away. Now eighteen, Aurora is desperate to prove she's everything she's supposed to be: a good daughter, a devoted Catholic, normal. But no matter how hard she prays, no matter how many rules she follows, she can't shake the feeling that something inside her is broken. And when she sees the lights on in the Holloway house for the first time in years, something deep in her chest stirs. She doesn't know Briar is back. Not until she turns around at a party and finds her standing there. Briar never planned to return to Chapelwood, but with her family drowning in debt and her grandmother's health failing, she had no choice. She tells herself she doesn't care about Aurora anymore-that she only came to this party because she thought it'd be funny. But the second their eyes meet, the past slams into her like a tremor. Old wounds. Old feelings. Ones that never truly faded. Because "love" (if you can call it that) like theirs doesn't disappear. It fractures. It festers. It trembles under the weight of everything unsaid. And if they're not careful, it might just swallow them whole. But none of it truly matters anyway. Not unless Aurora is willing to face the truth about herself. A story about love, sin, and the thin line between devotion and obsession.

No one is perfect, so why judge? That was the reminder everyone would need when around Ailina. Roselyn found herself judging Ailina no matter how hard she tried. But it didn't bother Ailina, all she cared about was living her life on a high. They both had different views on life and different ways of living that didn't truly match, yet they always found themselves near each other ever since the first night. Roselyn unwilling starts to find herself enjoying Ailina company, so she tries her very best to not judge Ailina. Could she actually keep herself from judging though?

Farah Grant has spent her entire life proving she's more than just the daughter of a business mogul. But when her father's empire faces ruin, he offers her up in a sweet deal disguised as an arranged marriage. The bride? The owner of an empire. A ruthless CEO who's as cold as the steel and glass towers she commands. From the start their relationship isn't made to work. Farah is fiery and passionate but against her "wife's" icy demeanour, it's different. Their marriage is supposed to be all about business, public appearances, and playing happy wives for the cameras. Nothing more. But behind closed doors, well that's a different story. Desire, passion and need make it hard for them to keep it all professional. But then again, contracts can't split but vows were made to be broken.