Evangeline enjoys working as a maid in the castle of Prince Marak Xoraneth, the fourth prince to the Sharith Empire. Especially when he treats her with a kindness that he doesn't show others. Then chaos befalls the palace, and she's forced to flee the capital. For the next four years, she manages to live in peace out in the countryside, content to live as far away from the capital as possible. Unfortunately, the past has a way of catching up. Soon she finds herself back inside the imperial palace with Marak, now emperor of Sharith. And she's even more shocked when he tells her that he only brought her back for one purpose - to make her his wife. And he won't allow her to run away from him again. XXXX Content Warning: This book contains depictions of SA, graphic violence, other non-con elements, mentions of child abuse, mentions of suicide, sexually explicit content, mild BSDM elements, and kidnapping that may trigger certain audiences.

"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.

Xavier Winston He's a ruthless Mafia lord. He doesn't care who he kills and for what, if he claims something, he gets it no matter the consequences, if he sets his eyes on something everyone knows better than to mess with it. But what happens when he accidentally abducted the wrong girl? And she changes it all, making him feel his heartbeat after years, what happens when she makes him get on his knees for her and only her, without even acknowledging it? Claire Robins She's sweet, she's kind, but she's scarred for life. She swore to never let a man enter her life, she promised herself that she'd protect what was left of her. But what happens when she's thrown in front of a hungry beast, the beast who's hungry for love? Will she give him the love he needs or will he destroy the light she carries within her? In the world of secrets, hate, blood, lies, revenge, and betrayal, how will Xavier protect the only thing, the only person who gave him hope, his last hope of love? To find out read the book ✌ I will not tolerate any hate comments on this book. This is what I like and it's not a must that everyone will like it just as much, if you don't like dark romance, respectfully leave ❤ Any hate or degrading comments will be deleted right away, there's enough hate around the world anyways. ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️WARNING 18+ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ This book contains violence, sex scenes, and mature content. So if you're not interested in this stuff kindly don't read.