The Second Book of The Under Series {First Book; Under Oath} "Then show me. Strip." Danielle Carter wasn't innocent, nor was she trying to be. Orphaned too late in life to be chosen, and too young to survive on her own, she drifted through the foster system until she aged out at eighteen. Life didn't offer her a safety net, so she made one herself. Chicago taught her quickly how to survive-how to move fast and how to use her body to keep food on the table and a roof over her head. She became a stripper because she had to. And for a while, it worked. By twenty-three, Danielle had already lived a life most people would rather not imagine. Fast money. Faster nights. But, Eventually, she realized the truth-what paid well also buried girls young. So she ran. New York was supposed to be her reset. A clean start. A chance at normalcy. A real W-2 job. But how do you enter "normal society" when your resume is empty and your only experience is stripping? Doors stayed closed. Weeks passed. Money thinned. Then, finally, one door opened. Roman Volkov. Cold. Distant. A Russian self-made billionaire whose global finance empire moves money and assets across borders-clean on paper, dirty beneath the surface. His reputation keeps people careful. His assistants never last. Until Danielle. She's used to men like him. Powerful. Dangerous. Accustomed to being obeyed. When no one else can handle his tone, his demands, his presence-she can. And Roman notices. What begins as just a job turns into something charged. Long nights. Lingering tension. Hunger. Bianca tells herself she's survived worse. Escaped worse. But Roman Volkov is a different kind of danger. Desire doesn't stay contained forever. As boundaries blur and attraction darkens, Bianca finds herself pulled into a world where ambition and temptation collide-and where walking away may cost more than she's willing to lose.

This book contains 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 |18+| (Editing, which means I plan to rewrite this whole book) ~ "But... but why?" "Because I didn"t want to hurt you even if it meant lying to you more." ~~ 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞 has always cared for everyone; she was the light of the deepest part of the ocean. What happens when a little darkness shows up luring in the light? 𝐀𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧, the seed of the devil himself, the man that went derange after losing everything he had. The night the devil came out of hell. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ••••••••• Started - May /21/2022 Completed - April /2023

『 𝙉𝙊 𝘿𝙊𝙐𝘽𝙏 』 What happens when a 22-year old lands a job in a restaurant, and meets the owner's son. Excerpt from book: 《 His voice was low, raspy, laced with something of desire, maybe, but all I could hear was lust of the most unchaste kind. "You know, you drive me crazy,... so fucking insane. And it might just be my madness talking, but I have a feeling you want me." He approached, closing the gap between our two bodies. I tried taking a step back, but only felt the cold kitchen counter against my warm trembling palms. "Do you want me, dolcezza?" He whispered against my ear as his hands found their way to my waist. The heat between my legs was insufferable, and my pounding heart drummed against the walls of my chest. In my head, it was clear, I wanted him, but him, of all people? He lowered his hands to my hips and pulled me impossibly closer to him. I let out a shaky breath, that came out as a soft moan. Shit. "Then be a good girl, and say it." 》 ❦❦❦ Read trigger warnings first. I do NOT own any of the pictures or the music displayed in this book. Highest rankings: #1 in blackwoman #1 in trend #1 in slowburn #1 in forbidden #1 in trending #1 in blackgirl #1 in vote

🔥** When a mafia king claims you, freedom is just a memory**.🔥 Joy a south african girl, living free - until Domenico Ricci, a ruthless Italian mafia heir, becomes obsessed with owning her. In a world of danger and desire, can she escape his grip, or will she surrender to a love as fierce as his obsession?

"So Professor Jones, does this mean that we are an actual thing now?" "Princess, calling me that will get you in trouble," he grunts. I smiled in response, because he liked it. He liked that I was calling him professor. I think this was what was so exciting about him and I. He was my professor and the idea of fucking each other is a turn on. There was also the fact I had Grayson as well, even though he was the more reserved one, but what's the harm in still having both of them. I moved my hands under his shirt and I felt soft patch of hair, but hard muscle. "Maybe I want to get in trouble," I teased. "I thought you were going to be a good girl?" Grayson interjects. "I never said I would be good all the time," I say, innocently.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭" ------------------------------------ I hear he breathing hitch I lean over close to her ear. "You know what I hate hm" she doesn't respond "I don't like repeating myself," I say as I squeeze her neck a little tighter not enough to cause pain not that I think she would mind. Something tells me that this vixen likes a little pain. "No sir" she tried to say but it comes out as a soft moan. What I'd pay to hear that every day. "I hate being ignored Arabelle" she visibly gulps "I wasn't I wasn't ignoring you" I chuckle humorlessly release her neck and go sit in my chair. "Over my knee Now!" she looks stunned but doesn't move. "I already told you I don't like repeating myself"

Here I was, 4 A.M in my shower, thinking about how good my cock would feel buried inside her pussy. How desperate I am to destroy her insides and breed her until sh- no-I couldn't handle it anymore. I imagined her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her senselessly. Our eyes would lock while I whispered sweet nothings. Then I'd flip her over, arching her back and digging her head into the mattress, suffocating her just a little, and then ramming into her without warning. I sound like a sadist but I can't help it. The things she makes my body do, I've never felt this with another woman. June is obsessed with Amirlya. Severely obsessed. So obsessed that he has control on her every move, eyes on her every step, and lurks in the shadows when she doesn't notice. Amirlya on the other hand just wants to be left alone. With years of tormenting, she is tired of constantly falling victim to June's strange possessiveness and frightening authority over her. However, that all changes when he strangely decides to reform himself, into a better man, for her sake. Will his attempt at improvement woo her over? Or make things worse? WILL EDIT AFTER IM DONE WITH THE BOOK Started: 10/26/2024 Finished: 12/1/2024 #69 bwwm 11/16/24 #59 bwwm 11/19/24 #39 bwwm 11/19/24 #31 bwwm 11/23/24 #23 bwwm 11/24/24 #2 aggressive 12/1/24 #21 bwwm 1/2/25 #19 bwwm 1/3/25 #16 bwwm 1/5/25

just a typical highschool love story

Complete ✔️ "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐤𝐚?" 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐩. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧." 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. "𝐎𝐡, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰." 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫. ❍ 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐈𝐦𝐜𝐱𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

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