Billionaire crime boss Max is everything idealist young attorney Hadley should run from-a man as powerful and dangerous as he is wealthy, and someone who always takes what he wants. Loving him could destroy her. But she can't stop. Season 1 of Sex and the Billionaire Crime Boss *** When Hadley Reese Jones' estranged grandfather offers her a top position at his elite Miami law firm, she says goodbye to low pay and long hours in Philadelphia for a chance to unearth family secrets and inject excitement into her life. But she doesn't expect a hot encounter with a mysterious stranger on the plane to Miami to turn her plans upside down. Billionaire entrepreneur Maxwell Bennett is the privileged, devilishly handsome heir to a Miami crime dynasty. He's used to getting what he wants. And he wants Hadley. Soon, Hadley finds herself swept up in a world of nightclubs, private jets, and luxury beyond her wildest dreams. But when she discovers Max is more crime boss than businessman, and walking away from his father's criminal enterprise isn't an option, she's faced with an impossible decision. Should she put aside her strong sense of law and follow her heart, even if it could mean losing everything? Or should she walk away from Max and their sizzling chemistry - if it isn't already too late? *** "You don't want me as a client?" Max lowers his voice. "Worried about a conflict of interest once I get you in my bed?" A hot stab of arousal shoots through me, and I know I'm blushing. "You're presuming a lot from one kiss," I tell him, pulse racing. "Am I? I have a feeling we'll be seeing each other again soon. On a professional and personal level." When my gaze locks on Max's incredibly blue eyes, I feel disoriented. I'm worried I should stay as far away as possible from Maxwell Bennett. And even more worried I won't.

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.