He owned her life. And he just legally married her without her consent. Evelyn Reed's life is a meticulously organized hell. Her tormentor? Rhys Kingston, her impossibly handsome, relentlessly cruel billionaire boss. He demands perfection, controls her every move, and just forced her to move into an apartment mere minutes from his penthouse. He's a devil in designer suits, and Evelyn is ready to snap. When she finally demands a two-week party vacation - a desperate escape to sun, sin, and a chance to get laid - Rhys's icy composure shatters. He forbids it, protests it, and even shows up at her door with her favorite takeout, his eyes burning with an unsettling, possessive fear. But Evelyn goes anyway. She's finally free. For one night, she's dancing, flirting, and moments away from a scorching kiss with a gorgeous stranger... until a furious, uninvited hand shoves him back. It's Rhys. He didn't just crash her vacation; he's invaded her life. And when she finds him half-naked in her hotel room, claiming to be her husband to the front desk, Evelyn discovers the horrifying truth: Rhys isn't just an obsessive boss. He's a man driven to the brink, who - in a shocking act of calculated desperation - already legally married her without her knowledge. Trapped in his sprawling villa, forced into a shotgun wedding by his formidable grandmother, Evelyn's world spins out of control. But the ultimate revelation comes late one night: a glowing computer screen, her bikini photo, and Rhys in the dark, clutching her stolen lingerie. He's not just obsessed. He's pathologically, erotically hers. Can Evelyn survive her marriage to a man who literally stole her freedom for love? Or will his dark obsession consume her, body and soul? 🔥 OBSESSED BILLIONAIRE BOSS | FORCED MARRIAGE | GRUMPY SUNSHINE | SLOW BURN SPICE 🔥

**16+ ONLY** This story contains dark romance, heavy possessiveness, violence, obsession, and explicit content. *"Try speaking to her again-and I'll bury your tongue with my bullets. > Touch her, and I'll make sure your mother can't recognize your corpse."* --- He is a walking nightmare wrapped in silk suits and bloodstained hands. The name **Luca** is enough to silence a room. King of the Underworld. Ruler of shadows. A ghost even the law refuses to chase. His empire is built on violence, betrayal, and bodies no one dares to count. He does not speak twice. He does not leave witnesses. Mercy died the day he first picked up a gun. He is cruel to the world. He is lethal to anyone who looks at her too long. And for her... he becomes something almost gentle. Almost human. Almost soft. Almost. --- She is softness in a world that never deserved her. **Lily** is light-pure, untouched, and blissfully unaware of the darkness waiting just beyond her little bubble. She believes in morning coffee, quiet laughter, and happy endings. She still thinks love is supposed to be kind. Until he decides she belongs to him. And the moment someone dares to lay a finger on her, Luca does not simply arrive. He brings war. She becomes his obsession. His addiction. His only reason to keep breathing-and the only reason he is willing to burn the entire world to ash. There is no escape from his grip. No hiding from his gaze. No running from the twisted fate that has already claimed her. But what happens when the angel starts falling for the demon? What happens when she begins to see the fractured, dangerous good buried beneath all that blood? She was never supposed to love him. He was never supposed to let her live long enough to try. Now neither of them has a choice. --- **#1 in Kidnapped** **#56 in Bad Boy × Good Girl** **#58 in Possessive** **#1 in lovable**

I spent my whole life trapped in a world of violence, abuse and death--chained to my father's brutal empire. But when my brother was ripped away from me, I did the one thing I should've done a long time ago. I ran. I thought I had escaped the nightmare, and finally got to live a normal life. But it all came crashing down the day I was taken by the merciless Mafia king-- Vincenzo Vittore. My father took something precious from him, and now, Vincenzo wants nothing more than to destroy me as vengeance. Held captive in his mansion, I'm a pawn in his twisted game of revenge. Escape feels impossible, and the worst part? I find myself drawn to the man I should hate with every fiber of my being. He ignites something forbidden in me, something I'm terrified to name. As secrets from both our pasts surface, I realize there's no running from this life--Because it's deeply rooted in my blood. And the only way out is through death.

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

So you want me to forgive you right" I asked "Yes" He said without thinking for a second.. I was shocked will be an understatement "Ok then you want to play with fire than fine let's play... So you've to do whatever I'll ask you to do"... I said him after thinking for a second...... " I love to play with fire.... Sparkle" He said while smirking... Ughhhh..... Can i just smash his face it won't be bad right... now it's my time to smirk "So you have to......... " I said While smirking I know he won't do that I'll get a reason to make him stay away from me... Finally I won.. He didn't say anything just kept staring at me after few minutes of his staring seation he turned on his feet and went from here........... I know he was not gonna do that but somewhere I was expecting him to do that i don't know why... I am feeling like I've lost something precious but why... Don't know I think it's the end......... He is mafia king of all Don She is mafia princess He is devil She is nightmare He is Italian king She is his queen He has world on his finger She has him on her finger Let's start the love and revenge journey of Italian mafia and a broken soul from inside but for World she is strongest and for him she is like a baby who needs infinite love and care......

His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, what devilish aura he shadowed if she accepted him and was ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, and he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain. She only wishes to go away from all the emotions, but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain? No, she never hated him. She changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love, why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness, or is he already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene, calm face... she is looking directly into his deep, dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why would you like to provoke me... ha, " his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing in front of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently, rubbing the soft, gentle, dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes, accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me, sweetheart, what punishment should I give him." A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband," she said as he didn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile

"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.

Abandoned in the French countryside with two strangers-my new stepfather, Jerome, and his son, Leon-I'm surrounded by beauty, yet utterly alone. But the countryside stirs something reckless in me. Jerome's quiet protectiveness shields me from the world... until his touch lingers too long. Leon's smoldering hatred for me tempts me to rebel... until his feelings for me border on something darker. Both men awaken desires I never knew existed-desires that thrill as much as they shame. Now every shared laugh, every lingering glance, blurs the lines we swore we'd keep. But the closer we grow, the clearer the truth becomes: there are lines not meant to be crossed. No matter how badly we want to. Tags: agegap, erotic romance, stepfather, stepbrother, newadult, erotica, hot, forbidden, taboo, drama, steamy, mature, adult, sexy, sexscenes, instalove NOW LIVE ON AMAZON