This is book two in the Lost&Found Series but can be read as a stand alone. *** I heard the bag drop on the table before he grabbed my elbow and spun me around. His hand cupped my chin as he made me look in his eyes. "So much anger, piccola raggazza." he said as his eyes darted back and forth between mine. My lips parted as I looked in his grey orbs which he inherited from his father. Sharp, defined jaw and pointy noise with his upper lip thin and bottom, thick. "I'm not angry at you. Your presence and absence are of little importance to me." I stated and looked away. "You grew up in my arms, I know you like the back of my hand." he told as his thumb applied pressure on my jaw to tilt my face towards his. I blinked and looked at him blankly not wanting to give away the fact that I was literally melting in his arms like a puddle. "You're not worthy of my any emotion or feeling. You're mistaken if you think I care." I stated in a matter of factly tone. *** Returning home after four years, Sylvia Mancini will encounter a lot more than she has anticipated. Her life's about to take a complete 360 turn and Adrian Knight just so happens to be the reason why. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, GRAPHIC VOILENCE, RAPE, MATURE LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL SCENES. #50 in Italian (09/15/21) #1 in Drama (10/03/21) #69 in fear (10/21/21)

53 Chapters. (Completed) I pushed her back and she landed on the bed with a slight bounce. She swallowed hard and her right hand shot up to her stomach. My eyes watched her every movement as if she was my prey. I knew for a fact that she was now equally scared and nervous. I slowly made my way towards the bed and parted her legs with my knee, hovering above her. "I suggest you watch that mouth around me." I spat. Her breath hitched as our faces were now only a centimeter apart. Without giving it much thought, I leaned in and captured her lips in a bruising kiss. STARTING DATE: 01/06/2019 ENDING DATE: 10/22/2019

Looking straight in my eyes he said "I didn't like the way he was staring at you." I bit my lips "And how was he staring at me?" Leaning towards me he replied "Like he wanted to fuck you. I won't allow anyone looking at my wife in such a way. You are mine and fucking you is mine and only mine to do." For the first time I felt it... I felt that I belong to him. I am his. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Rafael Martinez || Hazel Cameron Two totally different people... complete opposite to each other. She is selfless. He is selfish. A marriage deal, she agreed because she loved her brother and he signed because he wanted revenge from the person who killed the girl he once loved. There is no love in this marriage, he was forced on her but she accepted him. She was his only way to get revenge.

The Russian winter is the coldest of all. Ironically, there's a saying that goes, hell has frozen over too. Who would have imagined that the Italian mafia princess would find the devil waiting for her in Moscow? 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 is adventurous and bold. As the only daughter of the formidable leader of The Outfit, her every desire has always been fulfilled... until she wished to visit Moscow. Her father gave her one strange condition: Don't fall for a Russian man. 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐕 is known as a wealthy playboy, the charismatic owner of Moscow's most lavish clubs. Yet behind his glittering facade lurks a ruthless man who thrived for bloodlust & vengeance. He was a man who had everything & wanted for nothing ━ until Rosabelle walked into his world. Intrigued by the shy, naive girl who ventured into his club, Emilian couldn't resist the temptation to get closer. But what started as mere curiosity soon transformed into an obsession to keep Rosabelle at his side. But there's one problem. Their families. Passion blurs the line between love & forbidden desires. And where loyalty is questioned, war can break free at any time. This time, can Rosabelle save herself from him & his wicked temptations? ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━ 𝐜𝐰: unhinged mmc, obsessive behaviour, mildly toxic 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: age gap (21h & 33H), good girl x bad boy, forbidden !!! BEING REWRITTEN !!!

When you're left with a dead body in your kitchen and there's only one man you can call. The man you hate more than anything. With nobody else to turn to, you're stuck doing this under his terms. ••• "You just love to piss me off don't you?" His jaw ticks as he leans down towards me. "I don't really give a fuck about you Kain. I was just trying to have some fun before you went and ruined my night." "Oh you knew exactly what you were doing. I don't buy anything else for a second. You saw me. You knew you were pissing me off and you pushed me further. Well Drea, you pushed too fucking hard."

Once upon a time, a girl was sent away. No trial. No second chance. Just a story everyone believed because it was easier that way. Five years later, she comes back. This is the part where, in a Disney movie, she'd forgive everyone, hug her family, and learn the power of love. Instead, Gianna De Santis learns how to break bones, keep secrets, and survive rooms that were never meant to be safe. The family expects a villain. The kingdom expects obedience. And some Princes are not always charming . There are no fairy godmothers here. Only men with power, women with knives, and lies that refuse to stay buried. And while everyone's busy wondering if Gianna is still dangerous- They forget to ask the real question: What happens when the girl they tried to erase comes back sharper... and finally decides to stop being nice? Because this isn't a Disney movie. And the girl who survived the tower doesn't believe in happily ever after- She believes in consequences.

["𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬" 𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐯𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭.] ᯓ ⤷ 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘴 𝘋𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘯 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘬𝘰𝘷'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦． 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦－𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴． ⋆ 𓍯𓂃 {𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥ೀ𝙫} "I hated pink also on her too, but this time... I couldn't take my eyes off her. I couldn't stop staring at her body and the way it moved so delicately. I was going crazy. This might be the first time pink turned me on so damn fast. The way I hated pink, the way she used emojis, the way she always picked at her nails when nervous - those things were becoming my obsession now. She was turning into my worst obsession. She might be my next sin." ~ Author's Rights❗️ { This book and its contents are the intellectual property of the author. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or used in any form without prior written permission from the author. Unauthorized use of this work is strictly prohibited }

Some flames burn quietly... until they don't. Aurora Bellini is the picture of innocence. Quiet. Kind. A law student with a soft heart and a tragic past. When a violent attack threatens her safety, she's placed under the protection of the Vitti family - Italy's most feared crime syndicate. More specifically, under the cold, watchful eye of their heir: Angelo Vitti. Angelo doesn't want her there. Too sweet. Too soft. Too breakable. But there's something about her that unsettles him. Her gentle smile, her quiet strength - it seeps past the walls he's spent years building. He tells himself she doesn't belong in his world. He tells himself to stay away. But he watches her anyway. Protects her anyway. And slowly, against his better judgment - he starts to burn for her. With war simmering between the Italian and Russian mafias, every secret is dangerous. Every glance, every touch, every whisper in the dark... it all matters. Because nothing is ever what it seems. And sometimes the softest things burn the most.

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ..⃗. ☁️ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦. "Why are you always looking down? My face is right up here." He gently held my chin in between his fingers, tilting my head up so that our eyes could lock in on each other. "You're so pretty, you make nervous," I quietly confessed. A blush made its way on both of our faces, making laughter fly past my lips. He's so cute. He shook his head and brought the blunt in his hand to his lips, taking a long drag. I curiously looked up at him through my lashes, secretly wanting to try it. As if he knew what was going through my mind, he gripped my face in his hand and bent down, pulling us closer together. My heart thumped against my chest, begging to be let free. "Uh-" He cut me off by placing his lips on mine, making my eyes widen when I felt him allowing the smoke to blow into my mouth. "Inhale," he instructed. ೃ⁀➷ 𝐀 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲; 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ..⃗. ☁️ 𝐀 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.