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

"Bad habits like me always return, love." ~ Aurora Rae is trying to push past a break-up that has left her both broken, and new. To push the past away, she goes to a nightclub with her best friend. And that's where she meets Enzo Rossi. A grumpy young man who does not know how to crack a smile. But, can Aurora change that?

When Hailey Evans, an aspirant employee of the marketing department in one of the most wealthiest companies in the states finds herself in trouble with the arrogant, cold hearted CEO Ian Kingston, she pulls a trick no one has ever done. And in return he gives her a disastrous kiss that turn her world upside down. One party. One kiss. And the next thing she knows, she's a billionaire's fiancé.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

"I'm not gonna have sex with you baby. Not yet. Just a little fun with the help of some old toys." He smirked and then it suddenly hit me. He stole the vibrator. "You know, I would rather use an all black one but this pink one will work too. I'm going to show how to use it properly to give you the best orgasms you've ever felt. Can I?" He looks between the belt and the headboard and I realise what he wants to do. Offering my wrists to him, I smile, letting excitement override my nerves. "Promise to make me scream?" He grinned, securely tying my hands to the headboard and tugged a few times to make sure it's tight. "Always baby," *** Gabrielle Jackson lives the perfect life, that is until she's forced to marry a dangerous criminal, in order to save her family. Ryder Romano is the heir to the American Mafia, a criminal with a heart of ice that only the purest fire can set aflame too. He's ruthless, dangerous and cunning. She's sweet, kind and innocent. What will happen when a deal brokered between their families leads to these two opposite souls being forced into a marriage they both don't want? ___________________________________________ Highest ranking #2 in mafia #3 in fiancé and don #102 in romance *** Order of series: 1. Chained To Him 2. Chained To The Mafia 3.Chained Lovers 4. Chained Princess [ Can be read as a stand-alone but recommended that you read the whole series in order] - Mature sexual content - Content contains violence, torture Cover credits go to Devilishwritings

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Jenifer Martin, a girl from California. A girl with a beautiful and the kindest heart. She has a superb business degree. But alas, sometimes bad things happen to good people. Her boyfriend of three years cheated on her with her only best friend since childhood. Damian Wilson, CEO of Wilson Clothing. He is handsome, he is super intelligent for the business world. Lives in New York City. He believes in love, but haven't found yet. He has one night stands just for his distraction though. A girl from California and guy from New York. How these two will meet? Maybe she will work for him or maybe not? Stay tuned to find out more about these two souls! Love, Anushka💛 Ranks:- #45 in nyc out of 1.56k stories. #4 in romance out of 1.95k stories PS- Current cover made by @_navyblueee_ Date:26/03/22

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

TW!!! Stalking! Obsession! Toxic! But all consensual! After Blade served 6 years for 2 charges, aggravated assault, and battery. Getting out at 25 for "good behavior" landed him at an old pub he used to go to. Spotting a sweet blonde, he's curious with who she's with and why she was... too nice for her own good. Even the innocent angels are slightly tainted. But this one is oblivious. This was the first encounter of many to come. How will this criminal slide in the heart of the innocent? Or will she become as tainted as he?

꧁𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑆ℎ𝑦 𝑂𝑛𝑒-𝑁𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑꧂ You only live once. That was exactly what she was thinking when she decided to get out of her shy bubble and go to the club. Drink after drink, she didn't plan on getting drunk to the point of her having a one night stand with a devilish man with a dark aura to match. What she also didn't know was that the said man was her husband to be, leaving her with many twist and turns of something above ordinary. ••• 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗘 Translation of what he calls her in chapter 35!