What if Josh Chen's gorgeous colleague fell for Bridget Von Ascheberg's charming bodyguard?

MxMxFxMxM "It's okay to quit, mami." Elliot whispered in my ear. Shivers shot down my back as I felt him move around me. I stared ahead, my heart beating wildly. The feeling of wooden pole lightly grazing my back. "He's right, honey. You can, we won't be mad." Vincent said. My eyes shot to his from across the mat. He stood there with his hands behind his back. I growled softly. I quickly turned and went to grab the pole but was stopped short when my body was slammed to the ground. "Mmm. Our angry little baby is getting quite frustrated." Close to my face was Sammy smirking at me. He had my body trapped under his. I felt desire and anger boil in me. "You guys don't play fair." I said softly. Sammy chuckled while he was doing that, I shot my knee up and hit his stomach. He yelped out and I quickly shot up. "Ha! I won." I said while doing a little dance. I felt a little kiss on my neck then my arms were being drawn back behind me. My eyes drooped a little as they continued down my neck. "Good job, little one. But what's going to stop you from me?" 𒊹︎𒊹︎𒊹︎ Arabella Davis is a orphan who can't remember anything from the time she is 10. Now that she is 17 she finds herself in a mental hospital but was transferred to a school for the gifted. The Academy of Dark Arts. She meets four mysterious men who find interest in her and now they want her to themselves. DISCLAIMER- THIS IS A GROUP RELATIONSHIP AKA A POLY RELATIONSHIP. IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN THAT OR UNDERAGE PLS CLICK OFF!!!!! Thank you

ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ɪᴠᴇ ᴘᴜꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴀꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ʟᴜꜱᴛꜰᴜʟ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛꜱ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴏꜰꜰ ʟɪᴍɪᴛꜱ. ꜱᴏ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴇx ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ'ꜱ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴏꜰꜰ ʟɪᴍɪᴛꜱ. ɪɴ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜰᴀɪʀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ.

[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 ᥫ᭡ 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰 "𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒊𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔" - 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨 ᥫ᭡

Rosalie Elizabeth Reeves, a girl with her last year of high school left. Her main goal is to move out as soon as possible so that she can study for her dream major. However, her world will be turned upside down. She will have to face her parents' unsatisfactory plans, numerous arguments and forbidden feelings. Many of the decisions she will make, may have consequences, but in the end that's what life is all about.

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ★ 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰𝑰 "𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆." -𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐎 ★𝑼𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒚 ★

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

-მოგწონს?- სერიოზული ტონით მკითხა. -უკაცრავად?- გულის ცემა კვლავ აჩქარდა. -გიყვარს როცა კითხვას ორჯერ გიმეორებენ თუ მართლა არ გესმის? ჩამეცინა, -რატო მეკითხები? მეგონა საქმე გქონდა. -მოგწონს თუ იწონებ?- წინ ერთი ნაბიჯი გადმოდგა, მე ერთი ნაბიჯით უკან წავედი და ჩემდა უნებურად ეზოს გალავანს ზურგით მივეყრდენი. -მიპასუხე- სახე კიდევ უფრო ახლოს მოიტანა ჩემთან, გაბედული რომ ვყოფილიყავი აუცილებლად ვაკოცებდი, თითქოს მთელი ორგანიზმი მთხოვდა ამის გაკეთებას. -კი. -კი რა? -კი მომწონს. ეს ვუთხარი და ერთი ხელით, ჩემი სახის გვერდით, კედელს მიეყრდნო. -საერთოდ რატომ მეკითხები ამას? -ჩემი რომ ყოფილიყავი,- სახე კიდევ უფრო ახლოს მოწია - მარტო არ გაგიშვებდი,არავისთან ერთად და არ აქვს მნიშვნელობა რა საქმეზე დასალაპარაკებლად.

A guarded college quarterback's dark past resurfaces when classmate Elena Madison pierces his cold exterior, sparking a dangerous connection that could either redeem or destroy them both. *** Everyone at Ohio State University knows about Blake Andrews, the infamous all-star quarterback of the football team and rumored insomniac. Most refer to him as crude, egotistical, and cold. It isn't until he meets Elena Madison that his world is suddenly flipped upside down. She brings the dark past he has tried to keep hidden for years up to the surface, risking pulling them both under for good. Undeniable attraction radiates between the two clashing souls and he begins to wonder if she can save him from the darkness within him. He's never met someone with such an irritating personality; with her persistent desire to know more about him despite his exhausted efforts to push her away. She is about to uncover what's hidden under his rough and cold exterior-whether she's ready for it or not. After all, eyes are the window to the soul. *** "Thank you," he murmurs sleepily, raising his hand to bring it to my cheek. His thumb slides against my soft skin slowly, it burns hot at his touch. "For what?" I question, my eyes feeling very swollen and heavy now. He takes a deep breath and swallows. "For being my light." *** *MATURE* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in collegeromance #1 in panicattacks #1 in badboy #1 in brooding #1 in enemiestofriends #1 in trauma #1 in grumpyxsunshine