sequel to bbr. please read that first :) ☆☆☆ hayden jones has been through a lot. a lot more than someone her age should. now finished her second year of college, hayden needs a break. lucky for her, her fabulous cousin spencer is celebrating his twenty-first birthday in hayden's home town. but as much as she hates it, drama is never far from hayden's life because her ex is also invited; the stubborn and ridiculously good looking chase everett.

𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐼𝑆𝐸- (𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛) 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛. (This is my first ever book, it gets better as it progresses trust me) Elena Rodriguez is a normal 20 year old, abused by her father but with one secret... She's been sold to the mafia, and forced in an arrangement. Leo Hernandez, is a 24 year old who runs the most powerful mafia in the country. What happens when he sets his eyes on a girl and will do anything to make her his? What will happen when her father sells her to Leo as a way to get money? What will happen when an enemy of Leo's find out about Elena? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why do you get so worked up if another man even looks at me let alone touches me?!" I shout in his face making it clear that I want a straight up answer. "Because your mine! Your my wife!" He exclaims. "Your so bipolar I swear" I mutter under my breath looking down at my hands. "What did you just say to me?" He pins me against the glass shower wall, holding my hands above my head. Oh shit. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ First few chapters aren't too good but they get better I promise. (I hope) I'm not a good writer so please don't hate, I was just writing for fun, and somehow it got views! This is a fast paced love story! - This is the first book I have ever written so please keep in mind of the bad grammar.- Tw- Strong language Mature themes Some sensitive subjects

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)

My throat tightened. My cock throbbed against my zipper.She knew exactly what she was doing.And fuck me, I was letting her. "Keep looking at me like that." she whispered."And I might actually be merciful." I raised a brow. "Mercy, huh?" She smirked. "You'll beg for it."Then her hands were on my belt,tugging it open like it offended her. "Taking control, kitten?" I asked, voice rough."Just showing you what a bad girl can do." She pulled my zipper down and freed me, her warm breath hitting the tip, making every muscle in my body lock up. I hissed through my teeth, one hand fisting into the couch cushion beneath me, the other still tangled in her hair. Then she took me in her mouth...and fuck, I forgot how to breathe.Her tongue worked like she was born to ruin me.Slow. Messy. Purposeful. She looked up at me through her lashes, daring me to move. Daring me to break. "Shit, baby." I groaned, head dropping back against the cushion.But she didn't stop. Her hand wrapped around what her mouth couldn't reach, stroking in rhythm, her mouth so warm and tight I could barely hold on. Every sound she made, every soft moan, every lick, it drove me closer to the edge. I gripped her hair tighter, forcing myself not to thrust into that pretty mouth. Her mouth was fucking heaven. Warm. Wet. Perfect.Each stroke, each flick of her tongue had me on the edge of losing it. I was close, too close. And she knew it. --------- She was never meant to love him. But now she can't live without him. Amore Ricci used to clean his floors and avoid his gaze. Now she wears his ring and carries his name. But being Dante's wife isn't a fairytale.It's obsession, scars, and danger. He protects her like she's everything. But loving him comes with a price. Enemies are circling. Ghosts from the past are rising. And Amore is no longer the girl who flinched at gunfire-she's colder, stronger, and madly in love with a man who could break her with a single lie.

"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❗️

✯✯✯ Ares Romano craved blood. He was everything dangerous, he was cold hearted and everything bad to describe him. He is the don of the Italian Mafia, with that being said what he craved more than blood was the death of Scarlett Knight. Scarlett Knight didn't think before she killed someone. She was next in line for her to be donna of the American Mafia but she had to get married before she received that title. Even though her life seem almost decent she just needed one thing; Ares Romano six feet under the ground. ✯✯✯ ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ *NOT edited *Mature themes *Any image used in this story is not mine Read at your own risk.

|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."

I put my hands on the bathtub and lean in,she stops breathing for a second and I smile in satisfaction."You're a little jelaous, now you know how I felt when you were eye fucking that waiter"She rolls her eyes at me."I wasn't eye fucking him at all,you just hate when I am close to anyone that's a man"I nod slowly while staring at her lips. "That's right,and do you know why?". "Why?"She asks with arrogance in her voice. "Because from the moment I walked in your house,you were mine, nobody on this fucking planet will have you except me and if someone tries to take you away, I'll die fighting, understand?"She nods slowly,stunned by my words. "You don't have a choice my love, you're mine for eternity,every life we live, we'll live it together,the afterlife we will live hand in hand,and if you don't feel the same way,then I'll prove to you that you should". ««««««««»»»»»»»»»»» 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨,𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥,𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐨,𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝,𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐨