Assassin x Mafia Boss - - - Adelaide is a trained assassin sent out to kill Romano Acerbi, the leader of the largest Italian mafia group there is. When her assignment to kill goes south, and she ends up tied to a chair in a dingy little room, Romano presents her with a choice - help him eliminate 10 different people and she will be rewarded with a generous amount of money, no strings attached. Adelaide is promptly submerged in a house full of secrets, backstabbers, love and lust, but she only hopes to leave and gain her freedom. Whether she will actually be able to do so is a completely different story. - "What's your question?" He took a step toward me "Kiss me." - TRIGGER WARNING FOR VIOLENCE, ASSAULT AND CRIMINAL ACTIVITY. COMPLETELY EDITED Awards ! First place winner in The Flower Awards First place winner in The Green Leaves Awards First place winner in The Snowflake Awards Third place winner in The Scripturam Awards Rankings ! #4 in Love #4 in Fiction #3 in Murder #2 in Mature #1 in Seduction #1 in Dangerous #1 in Violence #1 in Humour #1 in Gangs #1 in Lust If you've made it this far, just read the damn book pls and thank you

"The Mafia Boss and His Angel" Valentina Vernández is an pure perfection. She has brown wavy hair, juicy plump lips, marvelous body. Although her life isn't devine as it seems to be. Lorenzo Martino is an sexy mysterious Italian. He has everything, however one thing is missing in his perilous life. The perfect woman, which he doesn't believe exist. |MATURE CONTENT|

❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild

He bent me over his office desk and stripped away my underwear, letting the cold breeze hit my ass. He inserted the tip of his cock into my dripping cunt. As he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me, I felt my head starting to spin and gripped the edges of his desk as my legs got weaker by the second. He slowly started at such a steady pace, making sure to hit my g-spot with every thrust then suddenly changed to a quicker and unsteady pace, not giving me enough time to process the movements. "Spence...please...!" I squirmed, pathetically I managed to say with my mind becoming hazy. He pulled out and I whined at the sudden empty feeling. He then flipped me over so that I was laying on my back and he could have a good look at my tear-stained face. He placed both of his hands at the side of each ear, to support his own weight. "Please what? I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me." He said, leaning in closer. His breath tickled my skin as he left soft kisses on my collarbones. "Please...fuck me," I whined. "Was I not fucking you before? Or are you implying that I'm doing a bad job at it?" he smirked. That obviously wasn't the case and he knew it. He knew how crazy he was driving me with a simple touch, let alone having his full length inside me, hitting that one spot over and over repeatedly in a fast motion. I pulled him closer to my face, making sure our faces were only inches apart. I felt his tip nudging against my folds and I groaned at the friction. "Dirty little girl. Are you forgetting you have your husband in the car downstairs waiting for you as I'm destroying this pretty little pussy of yours?" he sadistically said. "Stop teasing and fuck me better than Allen ever will." I said without any thought. "That's all I needed to hear.."