Leah thought she had outgrown the chapter of her life tied to two men she once loved and the streets they belonged to. Back then, trust unraveled quickly. When Leah became convinced Qez had been unfaithful and watched Keith choose loyalty to his friend over her, she made the only choice that felt safe and walked away. Four years later, fate pulls them back together at a car show. Qez is fresh out of prison, harder around the edges but still carrying the weight of what he lost. Keith is newly back in town, calmer, smarter, and hiding truths that never had the chance to come out before. Old wounds resurface. Unspoken desires ignite. And the lines between past and present blur when Leah realizes the story she ran from may not be the truth she believed. Some loves don't fade. Some bonds were never meant to be broken. And some hearts were always meant to be shared.

Valerie is the daughter of Inni Linnet, the most dangerous female criminal in the entire USA, a notorious mafia leader. Valerie, being the exact opposite of her criminal mother; with her sweet and shy personality, gets abandoned by Inni and left to fend on her own for years. But after three years of what could be called peaceful, four men with guns burst into her apartment and take her away wanting to kill her for her mother's sins. Ares Serez; leader of one of the most powerful and dangerous USA mafia's. The meaning of his name is perfect to describe the arrogant, dominant and violent man he is. When Inni stole half a million from him and disappeared without a trace, he decides that her debt, falls to her closest relative, which just happens to be Valerie. Somehow managing to avoid being killed by him, Valerie ends up working in his house, as a nanny for his niece. No matter how hard Ares tries to hate her, Valerie keeps pulling him towards her with her innocence and shy demeanour and he simply cannot stay away. ~~~ a few things to keep in mind: • they first interact in chapter 4 • this is light ddlg • this book is action packed • the first three chapters are in 3rd person pov, the rest are 1st person, switching between the two main characters

"Will it kill you to back the fuck up?" I snapped. "Yes, princess," he whispered sweetly against my ear, voice full of that sick affection. "It would. I would drop dead right here if I couldn't be next to you." "My lucky day," I muttered sarcastically.

"I'm serious," I snap, glaring at him from across the kitchen island. "If somebody touches you again, I'm setting their car on fucking fire." Malachi just stares at me for a long second, built ass leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest. "Is arson your fucking solution to everything?" "Yes." "Shut the fuck up and come sit on my lap."

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

RULES FOR SUBMISSIVE 1- You must never go out without a symbol of your master on you. (Necklace, collar, cuff, perfume or guards) I drop the folder and look around me. I thought Submissives are slim, fit and have particular shape. But Banks Wellington says No and it's me he wants.

"Call me daddy and I'd let you cum on my fingers like the dirty slut you are." His fingers fucked my pussy, making me shudder. "D-daddy" I moaned the word out, feeling my body on fire. "Cum for daddy, good girl" * For the last few years of my life, I have believed that I have lost the ability to want or crave anything and anyone but when I meet Wildern Marchetti, I can't help it. I want him to pin him down and fuck me like a ragdoll. It doesn't matter that he is almost twice older than I am. For the first time in years, I truly crave something... Someone... To be fucked good by my daddy. COME FOR DADDY IS HIGHLY EROTIC.

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Then he shoved me back against the wall, pinning me with his body. "What are we doing?" I said pulling back breathlessly. "Too much fucking talking," he rasped, calm as hell even though his voice was wrecked.