An arranged marriage, a cold CEO, and one very flustered newlywed wife. Nandini never expected to go from her quiet home life to living in a luxurious mansion with her husband's 40-member loud and chaotic family. And definitely not married to Siddharth Roy-the most untouchable, unreadable, and unfairly hot business tycoon in the country. She's shy, sarcastic, and soft. He's cold, composed, and annoyingly irresistible. But sparks start flying faster than oil in a hot pan when she flicks flour at him one night during dinner prep-and he doesn't back away. He leans in.

He backhands her hard across her face, she fell on the floor, wincing. Tearing up Locked, caged and imprisoned into this four walls after he kidnapped her. "Fucking bitch!! Ran away from me just to whore around a pathetic Italian man!!!" He kneeled down and grabbed her fistful of her hair, yanking her face to look on her face "I will show you how whore gets treated!!" Her eyes widened. She struggled, but he jerked her on her feets and threw on the bed harshly. And hovered over her instantly before she sits up and runs away He began to rip her clothes "No!!! Stop!!! Fucking stop!!!" She struggled. He didn't stopped but instead he got raged up in anger when she starts to fight back and struggles He grabbed the nearby vase on the bedside table and smashed it on her face, she screamed horribly loud. He grabbed the pillow and slammed on her face, muffling her cries and blood. "DARE NOT TO FIGHT BACK BECAUSE, YOU, YOUR BODY, YOUR SOUL-" He presses the pillow hard on her face. Making her thrash her legs "-YOUR EXISTENCE, YOUR FUCKING P*SSY BELONGS TO ME! I CAN FUCK YOU, KILL YOU AND HURT YOU WHENEVER I WANT AND YOU ARE NO ONE TO STOP ME!!!!" she knows, she is under the mercy of monster now . [Mention of r@pe and abusive relationship, please read at your own risk] [𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗥 𝗖𝗢𝗣𝗬. 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘. 𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗗𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗜𝗧. 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗠𝗔𝗬 𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘.]

Holding me by the throat, he pushes me against the wall. Laura, don't test me; it won't end up good. "Do as I say, and you will be rewarded," he says with a smirk. His words make me cringe, and I try to push him by his chest, but that only makes his grip on my throat stronger. "You get it the hard way then." He says, trailing wet kisses on my neck. Laura Romano is a girl who used to be sweet and hard-working. What has happened that has made her mistrust people around her? Will she ever be able to trust anyone again? Dante Russo is a handsome, Rich billionaire. A guy who never takes any relationships seriously. Will he ever fall in love with anyone? ~~~ Highest rank- #9 Cartel - June 2023 #6 Cold - July 2023 #1 Mafia - July 2023 #1 Possessive - July 2023 #1 Italian - July 2023 #1 Romance - July 2023 #6 Crime - May 2024

Sequel to The Devil's Duchess 1st book: The Neverending Storm 2nd book: The Devil's Duchess ••••• I push him away roughly and he grabs my elbow pulling me back,my chest bumps with his and our eyes lock, finally,after eight years of craving his touch, blaming myself for what happened and praying to God to bring him back...He's here. "Come on duchess, I missed you so much"I shake my head blinking back tears. "You missed having someone to hurt and manipulate,you don't give a damn about me or your family,just leave like you always do". "Adelaine for God's sake shut up and listen to me,I can explain,I promise I can". I put my hands on his chest and push myself back, creating distance between us,now feeling all cold and shallow without his touch on my skin. "I don't love you anymore Kingston,leave me alone,turn around and walk away, this time don't bother coming back". Happy ever after? That doesn't exist with the Russo's. Eight years of grieving, crying and praying to God to bring him back,Adelaine gives up and decides to move on with her life, focusing on her two kids and everything good the future has in stored for them,only to realize that the future is bringing her back something special, something she thought she lost forever,her husband, that was pronounced dead years ago,Is he the same man that once loved her to death or is he the same man he was before falling in love? The arrogant Devil, that tangled everyone into his web.

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

✧ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #2 𝐢𝐧 '𝐇𝐈𝐒' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 :- Some marriage may not begin with love but, they end with it. ••••••••• "I hope you realized you made the worst fucking decision of your life." I could feel his cold icy honey brown eyes piercing through my soul. "Mahir..." He slams both of my wrists against the wall as I winces from the pain from my wrists. Tears threatening to fall down from my eyes when he tightened his grip on my wrist. "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone in my heart, do you understand?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw tightly. I whimpered, he leans in close enough to the point where our lips were inches apart, I shuddered. "I said, do you fucking understand?" I immediately jumped in fear nodding my head. "Y-Yes."

𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐯 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 ⋆⭒˚.⋆𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑰: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 ⋆⭒˚.⋆ "We are getting married in a week." He stated. I looked at him with my tear filled eyes. He took my both hands in his , slowly caressing them as his gaze met mine. I wondered how he could be so calm in such a situation. "You don't have to marry me. I don't want to be a burden on someone." , I muttered as I slowly averted my gaze from him. " I need you in my life, Miraya. And to answer your question, you will never be a burden on me. NEVER."I quickly looked at him. And to be by his side for this past one hour felt like he was healing something inside me. Something he has never broken. His words seemed odd. And still they were enough to assure me to trust him with my life. "Why?" "I need an heir for my family and your child needs a father. No one will know about this except us. Okay?" ☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆ Miraya Agnihotri married her bestfriend's only cousin brother, the billionaire Raghav Singhania, to provide a father to her unborn child, and an heir to his family. She had struggled all her student life to fund her education and find jobs to make ends meet for her family, only to never get the love she deserved from them. Her boy-friend promised her their forever future to her and marry her one day but he died in a car accident before she could announce her pregnancy news to him. Will she ever be able to forget her boyfriend and love Raghav more than only as the father to her child? Is this just a marriage-of-convenience or a promise of forever love? Did Raghav really marry her out of pity or was she his chosen bride?