"I gently put my hand under her chin and raised her head to take a better look. It shouldn't have happened, but for some reason, breath got knocked out of me, when I saw those icy blue eyes staring back. They looked fragile like broken glass. I didn't find sunlight waiting for me, I found light skin and perfectly drawn eyes and nose. I saw the moon." She was gifted to them, a pure anguished flower; and he accepted her, for he was a selfish monster and so he kept her. Fillip, a heartless monster that had killed every mafia don in cold blood to get to the top, that's why he is feared. Now he's the don of every Italian mafia family across New York. Fleur a simple girl who was taken from her house and home years ago, when her father didn't pay the debt. Going from house to house she's always returned to her original captor, Alberto. She had never found home again nor family, for she made it difficult for people to like her. Will she ever find a home again? Follow my mafia story of Fleur and Fillip discovering each other's secrets and burying theirs deep in one another. Slowly caring for each other and her purity melting his selfishness. Follow them fight, discover and hate each other with no regret. Watch them fall in love. Hope you like it ;) P.S. THIS BOOK IS BEING EDITED (I supposedly finished doing so) AND REWRITTEN PLEASE DON'T LET THESE MISTAKES STOP YOU FROM GIVING THIS BOOK A TRY!!! Alsoooo, Sydney Henderon isn't my real name, it's just a pen name!!

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.

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

Sheltered art student Olivia will do anything to find her missing brother, even if it means infiltrating London's most exclusive sex club, run by the Moretti crime family. Thrust into a seductive world of wealth, power and sinful fantasies as L'Ombra's newest waitress, she catches the eye of the club's ruthless owner-Luca Moretti, the mafia king himself. A prime suspect in Noah's disappearance, the dangerously alluring Luca represents everything she fears and desires. His touch ignites a fire within her, awakening a hunger for submission and pleasure she never knew existed. He also happens to be the only person who can help her find the answers she needs. Trust is a luxury, and deception lurks at every corner, yet Olivia's closeness to Luca makes her question everything she thought she knew about the Moretti mafia boss...and herself. Standalone in the Sinful Fantasies series WARNING: This story contains content that may not be suitable for some readers.

"Stay away from me!" I said very frustrated yet scared. "A fighter, I like it!" he said sarcastically while coming near me slowly. "But you should accept that you belong to me and to learn to keep your beautiful mouth shut!" He said in a deep,threatening voice and intimidating eyes while grabbing my wrists and pushing me harshly toward the wall. Hayley White is a nurse in a hospital in New Jersey that loves her job and is happy with her life. She is so beautiful and smart but also stubborn and fierce. Her life will take a 360⁰ turn when she will meet Roberto, the mafia leader by a not so pleasant accident.