Sophia Marino lived with her aunt in America since she was 7, her mom died when she was still a baby and she would visit her family during holiday. Now twenty four working a boring office job she went clubbing one night to relax and get laid. She got laid, but she also got pregnant by one of the most ruthless men out there, Russian mafia leader Vasily Petrov. She was his the moment he saw her goofing around on the dance floor and brought her to his hotel room, the pregnancy part was just more motivation to get her, not that he would have backed down or needed extra motivation to have her. Like every other mafia man, he got what he wanted no matter what he had to do *Warning - violence, swearing, mature I guess*

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."

"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him... or by anyone else. He would kill to protect her, the girl who cared about someone as worthless as him in all her perfection." ✦ ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story is going to have a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes so if you can't handle that than please leave because rude comments will be deleted. ‼️This book will also have mentions of suicide‼️ ❗️I don't own any rights to the pictures or quotes in my story❗️

Alina Windsor embarks on the post-graduation trip she's always dreamed of, but she never imagined she'd meet someone like Kingston Romano. As they grow closer during the vacation, she finds herself unexpectedly tied to him with a ring. Following a drunken error, Alina hastily returns to the United States without realizing she just tied the knot with a powerful figure. The twist? Her new spouse happens to be the leader of the Italian mafia, and she's now his queen. ❝ Here's the thing Princess, you and that tight little p*ssy of yours is mine. I've owned every little inch of you since saying I Do ❞

Jade Castillo finds herself in a marriage of convenience to the enigmatic Xavier Morganthe, bound by her late father's dying wish to stay his wife for life. Despite knowing Xavier doesn't love her, Jade is determined to keep her promise. But she draws the line at letting another woman claim her husband. With her father's legacy and her vow on the line, Jade decides to take matters into her own hands. She'll do whatever it takes to win Xavier's heart... even if it means seducing her own husband. But little does she know, Xavier hides a dark secret-one that could change everything. ***** ＷＡＲＮＩＮＧ: ＭＡＴＵＲＥ ＣＯＮＴＥＮＴ 👑MORGANTHE SERIES 1👑

Having a childhood enemy and then falling in love with each other runs in my family. So, when I ended up in a similar hateful situation, why did it excite me? Because Althea Coleman has been mine since the moment a three year old me held her in my arms. Yes, her bratty attitude is a pain in my ass and she loathes me but that won't stop me from marrying her. And that's fucking final. I ain't a prince charming like my father or grandfather. And I wasn't stupid enough to stay in denial like them about what I want. And I want her and no one is going to stop me. Because I am fucking obsessed with her. ______________________________________________ "Why are you so obsessed with me?" "Honestly, I don't fucking know, Althea. And it's maddening but at the same time so fucking addicting."

Model, millionaire, Karlie Cora had done everything she needed to do in order to get in the position she wanted to be in, one of the top models in the world. But she walks into the wrong alleyway and now, the most powerful Mafia man is protecting her. Billionaire, Mafia leader, Jaxon Cole had one job, get the money but gets caught by a woman, who seems to captivate his attention. He will do anything to protect her. What will happen? "I'm going to kill him." He says, glaring at Colton as he passes. "No, you're not." I say, distracted with the brush strokes I put on my face. "I'm going to kill him." He repeats. "Okay." "I'm a model. Pretending to be confident is my job."

Three sisters. One buried past. After the death of their parents, Ali, Charli, and Jolie are left with only one truth; their father worked for the Syndicate, and it destroyed their family. Ten years later, they've built walls, sharpened edges, and sworn never be a part of that world. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. Now, each sister finds herself entangled with a powerful man from the very underworld they vowed to hate. Secrets resurface, obsessions ignite, and love becomes the most dangerous game of all. They think organized crime is their enemy, but the Syndicate is not done with them yet.

He's the most feared man in Europe. She's the only one who makes him smile. And when a broken boy enters their lives, love becomes their greatest rebellion. Because in their world, family isn't just blood- it's everything. ____

Arsenio Draven and Ezlyn Laurel. Inseparable. That's what were we, right from the moment she was born and being five years my younger didn't change the fact that she was my best friend through thick and thin. It was fate, our destiny to be best friends for we even shared the same birthdays. But one night of drunken passion changed everything and not wanting to acknowledge what happened between us, I let her disappear. When she stumbled on my doorstep nine months later, the timings were a little odd but the baby she handed to me, wasn't. It was mine as she claimed and ran away once again leaving me to raise the child on my own. And in that moment, for the first time in my life, I hated my best friend. Or were we even best friends anymore? Being a single parent was a fucking huge task and I was definitely not made for it, so a month later when I realised that, I did what I think was right. I dragged her back and forced her to marry me, bounding her to me. Forever.