Sartori #2 "I abused Diablos. . ." Diablos, the third younger boss of the Sartorian Mafia that cannot be tamed from his anger issues. He had to drink bitter medicines prescribed by their family doctor in order to keep himself restrained. The night came where he laid his tongue on a thing. Never did he think that he wo...
WARNING: If your humor doesn't match with the characters' humor in this story, please quit reading immediately! Darkkon is not the typical cold male lead! Thank you! ... Sartori #4 "Darkkon. . . got aroused for me." Darkkon, the eldest of them four. Protective. Manipulative. Addictive. Aggressive. Possessive. Obsessiv...
Sartori #1 "Damien. . . got addicted to me." Damien, the youngest boss of the Sartorian Mafia that cannot be calmed. Illegal drugs were his ways of dealing with his anger. Until he found a strange aroma. He never expected that he would feel what the real euphoria is from a woman's natural scent compared to the effects...
"You just have no idea." His voice was thick with restraint. "W-what," I breathed. His gaze flicked to my lips as his thumb stroked again. The calloused pad against my soft flesh sent goosebumps down my arms. His once warm eyes were dark as they lifted and bared into my soul. "What you do to... men." His husky whisp...
One second I'm at the NASA headquarters, and the next second, I'm teleported to an alien planet and land on the territory of a pissed off alien. [Can be read as a standalone]
Sex makes them stronger. We're at war, and the Zolano warriors need women in their furs to enhance their fighting performance. They're known for their skills in the battlefield and in the sheets, so it's easy for them to get volunteering women. Then there's me. I'm not there to have sex with alien warriors. I'm there...