"WAIT!? YOU SOLD ME?" - "You are mine, Emily... You belong to me" he whispers in my ear and then kisses me. I feel electricity through my whole body. His hand goes from my hips to my ass and he squeezes so hard that I can't help the whimper that escapes me. "And this..." kiss! "...my future wife..." Smack! Right on my ass. "...Is only the beginning" * Mateo El Ricci Intense, Perceptive, Mysterious The most feared man in New York And my husband... My uncle sold me to their family and now I'm an wife to Mateo, the first guy who made me feels things deep inside. He hates me, it's clear. The way he looks at me with disgust makes me want to die, to run but I have nowhere to go. Until finally he lets me see the real darkness in his heart and claiming there is no place for me but he messed with the wrong woman. I love a challenge and I'm not planning to lose. The way in his heart is difficult, especially when the truth comes to light but you know what? Nothing is going to stop me from trying. Because he's worth the pain, lies and broken promises... Find out! (+18 scenes) Will edit soon when I have the time!

She was broken, not by someone but because of the pressure that was dumped on her by the society and the weight of her dreams. He was shattered because of his parents, who never cared about each other or him. Aisha Gupta, meeky and dramatic girl, who wants nothing else from life because, according to her, she has everything, her friends, her family, and her dream job. She sure is a hopeless romantic but never ever had any relationships or experiences in the past. Krish Kapoor, he came far away from his home to start his business and bury his past. He was successful in his business, but what to do when his past surfaces again, he had to consult a professional. Him being a typical playboy had every ounce of experience needed, but love. He never considered it an option due to his past circumstances. Their journey is to heal each other as they fall effortlessly for each other. They fight the demons together and become better versions of themselves.

𝐄𝐫𝐨𝐬 (/ˈɪə𝐫ɒ𝐬/ 𝐨𝐫 /ˈɛ𝐫ɒ𝐬/; 𝐀𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤: ἔρως é𝐫ō𝐬 "𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐨𝐫 "𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞") 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦 𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝. • • • • In which a young girl falls for her billionaire boss after being forced to be his personal assistant due to her fathers gambling habits, with a small twist.

A 17 year old girl in an abusive household and a family of six tries to juggle her school work and family finances . Would she be able to pay back a mafia leader the huge debt brought up, worth half a million dollars or could she pay by other means? Rico's lips smacked against mine, his palm slowly moving up on my thighs. "Wh-What are you doing?" I whimpered out. "You always have something to say, hmm?" He whispered in my ear, his thumb circulating me under my underwear causing me to moan out. His lips still glued on mine, exploring my mouth, he moved my panties to the side feeling my wetness. "I'm yours princess." He kept teasing my clit, running his fingers on my slit coating it with my wetness. "You're so wet mi amore." His Spanish accent sounded better than before. He stuck his fingers in, working them in me making my walls clench around him. His thumb rubbed my clit while moving in sync with my fingers. "Rico." I moaned out, grasping his neck. "Fill my ears with those sweet sounds of yours princess." "Shoot him." Rico said softly behind me. My hand trembled in fear, was I about to kill a man? I couldn't bring myself to do it. The gun made a loud thud round the room when I dropped it on the wooden floors "Always knew you were soft princess." He continued with a smug look on his face and left the room, his guards quickly followed behind him leaving me with the stranger tied in front of me, blood flowing from the cuts and bruises on his pale skin. He gave me pleading eyes but I didn't know what to do with him and I was sure I couldn't untie him, if I did that Rico would end me for sure. "Sorry." I said to the man, tears filled in his eyes when he heard my statement and for a minute I felt pity for him. I turned away quickly before I changed my mind and do something I would regret. Rico was definitely right, I was too soft, too soft for something like this.