[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

My body was stuck. I wanted to move but I couldn't. He leaned down and our lips crashed together. He made the kiss deeper by adding tongue and picked me up giving my ass a squeeze. Earning a moan from me. He began walking upstairs and went straight to my room throwing me on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much." He said aggressively as he took his clothes off. I started taking mines off as well. He laid over my body kissing me again then breaking it-pressing his forehead to mine looking me in my eyes. I arch my back as he reach down to my soaking pussy and he started stroking my clit. "Always so fucking wet, I fucking love it." He continues to rub his fingers up and down my slit. Sticking a finger inside of me every so often. I moan out against his fingers on my clit. "Fuck this I need to be inside of you." He grunts. A love story about Antonio Russo & Shakayla Janai. Not fully edited! Let me know if I made a mistake somewhere!!! But not to much tho 😚 some of y'all be getting smart in the comments 🙃 I definitely return energy.

"You do know I respect you, right, Adriana?" His voice comes out in a low whisper, hot, sexy, and dangerously provocative. Being confused by his query, I gaze up at him questioningly, creasing my eyebrows. "Yes, uh, why?" My voice comes out confused. My eyes watch as his lips move into a seductive, salacious smirk, sending my poor heart on a lightning pace against my chest, my pussy to pulse uncontrollably. He stretches his arm out, brushing his thumb against the corner of my mouth, slowly guiding it towards my bottom lip, where he slowly runs it, eyes locked with mine. "Because I am about to fuck you with nothing but fucking disrespect," he whispers dangerously, looking down at me as he moves even closer to my shaking body, his body pressing into mine, making it hard to concentrate on anything around my existence. "And I will not fucking regret it." Warning- There will be violence, explicit and SEXUAL content. Be aware. Be prepared 😉 MOSTLY THERE IS ALOT OF SMUT! LONG CHAPTERS UPON CHAPTERS OF SMUT! If y'all won't like it don't read! P.S- I don't want to read any comment saying they are tired of smut because I did warn you 🙂 #1 Slow burn: 8/17/23 #1 Plot: 9/18/23 P.S: The translation in different languages are not 100% correct ... And most of the chapters are very long!

M A T U R E C O N T E N T - 1 8+ ------------------------- A Mafia Romance • A Slowburn Enemies to Lovers • "Did I tell you how fucking gorgeous you are?" Elias spoke, gasping for air as Natalia did the same. "You might have mentioned it" Natalia replied, her legs wrapping around Elias' torso and bringing his clothed erection closer to her cunt. "So fucking needy, bellissima" Elias remarked, trying to contain the groan that almost left his mouth at the contact. "Now open your legs." • 𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗱𝗼; rich girl by day and secret assassin by night. Her mother, Aurelia Maldonado, owns the biggest technology company in the world, earning billions every year- but she doesn't know about Natalia. She doesn't know of Natalia's ruthless nature, insatiable hunger for death and her flawless talent for fighting. Natalia vowed to leave this life, fleeing to New York- but she didn't expect to join the Italian Mafia and be left with one final mission. To kill the heir of the Italian Mafia, the smug bastard who never fails to set Natalia's heart racing, in both murderous and lustrous ways... 𝗘𝗹𝗶𝗮𝘀 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗼; heir to the Italian Mafia. After the loss of his mother, Elias closed himself off from every emotion and feeling that threatens to take over him, turning into something more similar to a monster. He's merciless, cold-hearted and takes great pride in watching people suffer, especially from his own hand. Excluding his sister, Elias doesn't care for anyone but himself- but a change threatens that statement when he meets the smart-mouthed woman who happens to be living under his own roof. • Book One Of The Nightshade Series

(I plan to start editing Vol. 1 very soon. If you see any obvious errors feel free to comment them. <3) **This is book one of Raw Love** She is warm. She is pure. She is beauty. She is gentle. Klarissa Molina is the definition of sheltered. Since her father is apart of the Spanish Mafia, he knew that he had to protect his daughter from the monsters he works with. Even though she knows little of her fathers business, she does not question her fathers numerous safety demands. She never questions anyone. He is cold. He is dark. He is aggressive. He is angry. Lorenzo Russo is a twenty-seven year-old man who controls the entire Italian Mafia. Despite his young age, he is the most respected and powerful leader the Mafia has seen in years. However, this man does not only demand power in his work, but also in the bedroom. He always gets what he wants, so why even try to fight it. What will happen when he meets her? Has this Mafia boss finally met his match? And will love be enough? Warning: Mature Content/Some examples of self harm/sexual themes!!! Highest Rankings: #3 Italian #5 in Heartbreak #23 in Mob #13 in Sensual #7 in Violent #2 in Spanish #3 in Anger

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

"The Mob Boss and the Stripper" - Suffering from an abusive relationship, Emilia didn't think her life could get any worse until the night her boyfriend made a deal with the devil and gave her away to the mafia without hesitation in order to save his life and clear his name from his debt. Now, Emilia is stuck even further but little does she know that her life is bound to change forever when she meets the handsome devil, Vincent Fontana. But did it change for the greater or for the worse? ۵ "Who the hell are you?!" I asked in the midst of my panic as I stared at the blue eyed devil sitting down on the couch in front of me. "Allow me to introduce myself..." He chuckled, standing up to his full height that towered mine as he walked closer towards me. He raised his tatted hand up towards my face as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip, leaving my breathing to hitch. "I'm Mr. Fontana, now strip."

𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨.

''Fuck Angelica I cant be with you! you're Mateo's little sister whatever this is between us, cant happen'' nobody's ever seen me cry, nobody has ever seen me weak. I'm fucking Dante Santino head of the Italian mafia ive never been seen weak, at least not until she came along... ''Dante please! dont do this!'' her sobs echo in the empty street, not even the sound of the pouring rain hitting the concrete beneath us can hide the sound of her cries and it breaks me. ''I just cant hurt Mateo like this'' I look deep into her eyes as she pours her heart out in front of me, but I just cant do this to my best friend... --------------------------------------- Dante Santino, a 25 year old who's head of the biggest Italian mafia. your average cold, dark and handsome devil on the outside, but on the inside... the biggest teddy bear youll ever meet. only he didn't know that, not until Angelica Farinelli came into his life. he fell head over heels in love with her the only problem being? she's his best friends little sister. Angelica Farinelli, an 18 year old girl who's life hasn't been easy. After being abused her whole life she finally manages to escape and move in with her older brother Mateo. Little does she know shes about to fall in love with one of Italy's most dangerous criminals who also happens to be Mateo's best friend. ---------------------------------------- #3 ON STEAMY 06/05/2025 #7 ON LOVE 10/06/2025 #3 ON ITALIAN 10/06/2025 #1 ON MAFIALOVE 10/06/2025 #5 ON GANGS 20/07/2025 #10 ON DARKROMANCE 28/08/2025

"𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚." Olivia groaned and crossed her arms, standing her ground. "Don't tell me what to do. You're not my dad." Amusement filled Santino's gaze as he stood up, abandoning the papers he desperately needed to read and sign. Yet, all that was forgotten as her bewitching lips protruded. "I might not be your dad but," a midnight lock of hair was pinned behind her ear, "I can be your papi." Shuddering, her body drew closer to him, betraying her mind. "You're sick." Taking the nape of her neck, Santino leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Yet you still dream about my touch, don't you, principessa?" ❦ When Santino Adriano discovers that the Bratva has betrayed their neutrality by secretly working with his family's enemies, he's determined to send a brutal message that cannot be ignored. His target? The Bratva kingpin's sister, Olivia Morozov-a sheltered girl who knows little to nothing about the dark underworld her family controls, having been shielded from the darker truths of her family's empire her entire life. Fresh out of boarding school and blissfully oblivious to the power struggle boiling beneath her feet, Olivia is suddenly whisked away from everything she's ever known and thrust into a world where loyalty is weaponised and power is the ultimate prize. As secrets and long-buried lies unravel around her, she realises she's caught in a game where the unrelenting fight for power holds more value than human lives-including her own. Santino is cold, calculating, and relentless - everything Olivia should fear. Yet, she is intrigued by by his deadly nature. The line between fear and attraction is thin, and like a moth to a flame, she seeks him out, unafraid of the burn it may cause. She's never known anyone like him-an older, dangerous man who makes her question everything she thought she knew about desire. Olivia just didn't expect her captor to be so handsome.