*Aurther's note.* Thanks to anyone and everyone who has checked out my story.i hit 1k and i couldn't be happier.It is my first time writing and im so hapoy people want to take the time to read what i wtote. Finally when 19 year old Sara starts to adjust to life after her mom dies. She is introduced to her father for the first time. Trying to build a relationship with him may not be as easy as she thought. Sara thought that getting over her mother's death was the hardest thing that she would have to deal with. As Sara tries to navigate life she realize love may come in different forms. * 18 and older mature content ,sexual encounter. Talk of rape with scenes with sexau assult.This story is not for everyone,so read with caution.

He is a mafia, he is a teacher. He is bad, he is good. He is feared, he is loved. Two different individual, one belongs to pits of hell while the other belongs to the tenth heaven. How will the good guy got entangled with the devil himself? And will the soulless monster learned to love?

*Highest ranking /7/ in romance* /1/ in humor* "Ms. Sanders?" He said in his deep and sexy voice after scrutinising me from head to toe. ''Sir.''I gulped loudly before I said, ''I'd like to give you a blow job." ******** Jane Sanders is a personal assistant of a playboy billionaire Leonardo Vincenzo. He hardly noticed her as a person. For him, she is a Robot who follows his commands and does everything from managing the meeting schedules to get rid of his regular one night stands without even complaining. They are the opposites of each other and the thing with being opposites is that when they get too close it's hard to resist. Circumstances make them realize that they both need each other whether it's professionally or emotionally. One challenge, two overdramatic families and a myriad of aww spawning kisses is enough to cast a spell of love.

Highest rank #3 in officeromance I sighed.... "Charlotte Thorne...." Even whispering her name at the dead of the night, all alone in my own bedroom, seemed to be forbidden. I whispered again, savouring the delicious taste of the forbidden fruit as those words rolled through my tongue again, "Charlotte Mia Thorne.... Mia.... You will be the death of me!" ~$$~$$~$$~$$~ Rickard Ellington Conway, the handsome billionaire with a personality that is colder than all the chill of the poles and Alaska-Alps-Himalaya combined - a true businessman with a heart of stone, calm attitude and calculative mind. But the appearance of his innocent, naive and sweet personal secretary Charlotte Thorne, the trouble magnet of the century, starts to change everything. With her sunshine smile, the heart of stone starts to melt. $$$$$$$$$$$$ ~~~Yeah guys! You guessed right! Our favourite couple from the series "Never Ever" and "After Never" (Charlotte's story) by the very talented 3cupcakes_123! Follow their journey in this fanfiction through the POV of none other than RickRick! Enjoy! **** Cover credit goes to the lovely BibiNoorree ****

#19 in "Mafia" A story where a drug lord mafia with a stone cold heart nearly stumble at it beating one day at the look of his precious Bella. A girl who has so much depth that even the ocean is envious. § The sound of bells screeching reached my eardrums, signalling that someone had walked in the cofee shop. I scoffed without looking up from the kitchen counter i was cleaning. great, another customer just when i thought i could leave. The rain drops could be heard from outside as the sky continued to cry. the painful emotion calming my nerves from the sound of the drops hitting the wooden window. Wow, that sounded so depress- The prescence of a person taking the seat on the opposite side of the counter, snatched my attention. My eyes found their way to the man sitting infront of me as he used one hand to sleek back his dark and wet hair. His forehead glistened from the wetness of the previous rain drops. His tan skin beautifully complementing his striking hazel eyes that were beautifully adorned by thick black lashes- "If you were done checking me out, i would like to order something" He said firmly. His thick voice the only voice in the coffee shop clear in the air. "Uh-oh. Sorry" I whispered as my face flushed bright red. "What would you like to drink Sir?" i asked as i straightened my back to appear more serious. He was not the only one who could be intidimidating. Who does he think he is? "Cofee" he said as he leaned his posture over the counter. His face so close to me that i could feel his breath hit my mouth. "And make it as black as my soul, Bella"