Charlotte Dubois was trained for this, covert operations, secret extractions, survival at all costs. But no amount of spy craft prepared her for Giulia Bianchi, the ruthless mafia boss who caught her in the act. Charlotte is supposed to be an asset: valuable, interrogated, then discarded, but Giulia has other plans. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, Giulia Bianchi rules with iron precision. She should've broken Charlotte by now. Instead, she's fascinated by her. The spy isn't afraid. She's not begging. She's daring. As days turn to nights behind locked doors, threats turn into games, and loyalty twists into something darker. Charlotte was meant to be Giulia's prisoner, but desire is a weapon neither of them can control.

"I need you right now" Alex whispered in my ear as her hand traveled down to the hem of my jeans. "please" I whined as she kissed my neck. "you're very needy today" she smirked before pulling off my jeans. her fingers travelled down to my opening. Alex de Luca is a 25 year old billionaire who inherited her family's businesses. she's a cold woman who runs her business and mafia with an iron fist. she's a play girl who doesn't believe in love. Olivia is a 20 year old fashion designer who is in a well off family. she's a sweetheart and loves everything around her. she's been through a lot but it only made her stronger- she has faith in everything. Olivia has known from a young age she'd be in an arranged marriage. she came out as a lesbian to her parents'distaste. Luckily for her she was pushed into a marriage of convenience with a woman. they do not get along one bit, some might say they hate each other.

An assassin and an arms dealer, truly a match made in heaven. ❝If you wish to protect my heart, you would leave me be, for I can not take the thought of losing the one I love,❞ a pause resounded throughout the empty cathedral as Zaira turned to face the woman beside her, tears welling in her beautiful eyes, her voice cracking under the weight of the emotion that fell upon her, ❝So I beg you to leave before I fall in love with you.❞ Nayeli's hands shook as she reached out towards the beautiful face that rivaled that of Aphrodite, her soft fingers brushing away the tears that escaped the confines of Zaira's sorrowful eyes, each teardrop like a bullet straight to her heart. ❝If it is your deepest wish, I shall respect it. But 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘩𝘪, the fates of ours was built upon the bones of others, written in ink that is filled by the rivers of blood we have spilt. For those like us, six years is an eternity. And it seems my heart wishes to be yours for eternity. ❞

Written in Taglish • Slow-burn troupe • BossxMaid

cover by @MommyClitt in a world where mafia bosses ruled the world and every five years, fifty girls and fifty men were chosen for an auction where every mafia boss came and bid. - "i never wanted this, marielle. i never asked to fall in love with you."

Caterina gave a small, amused hum, flipping a page of her magazine as though unfazed. "You'd be hotter if you weren't so mean." "And you'd be hotter if you cut the fucking attitude," Celine shot back, her voice dropping as she leaned closer, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "Before I fuck it out of you." When Celine crosses paths with Caterina, the daughter of a powerful mafia boss, she expects a quick and simple plan to settle an old score. What she doesn't anticipate is Caterina's audacious counteroffer: a marriage of convenience that will grant Celine access she can not decline. Their uneasy alliance is fraught with tension-both the fiery, physical kind and the sharp clash of wills that comes from two women with their own dark pasts and hidden agendas. As they step into a world of wealth, deception, and ruthless ambition, their plan teeters on the edge of chaos, with one question looming large: Can they trust each other long enough to survive? Will they pull off the ultimate betrayal-or will their fragile bond bring everything crashing down?

Mariah Jade Grey is 21 years old, freshly graduated, and trying to figure out what comes next. She's stylish, sarcastic, and guarded- always has been. After losing more than she ever talks about, she's learned not to get too close. Love doesn't stay. People don't stay. So she keeps herself safe: with ambition, independence, and the quiet ache of something missing. Kyra Reyes is 30 years old, the kind of woman with a camera in one hand and someone new on her arm- easy, unattached, free. Nothing ever sticks: not the girls she leaves tangled in her sheets, not the art that never quite feels finished, not the whispers about her being a player. But when it comes to Mariah, everything sticks. Every glance. Every laugh. Every moment that isn't supposed to mean anything, but somehow means everything. As their best friends build new lives and the city around them quiets down, Mariah and Kyra find themselves circling each other, drawn together by late nights, unspoken truths, and the weight of everything they won't say out loud. It's there in the way Kyra looks at her. It's there in the way Mariah never quite lets her go. And when the silence finally breaks, it changes everything. What they have isn't just friendship. But it isn't love. Not yet. Maybe not ever. Almost. But is almost ever enough?

[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] I havent seen her since i graduated high school. I was too ashamed to reach out due to how my life turned out. But after five years, five years of not thinking about my ultimately biggest high school crush i bumped right into her. And all those feelings came rushing back like they never left.

"Maybe if I keep stalking her she'll be mine..."

"I'll always love you for making me better"