"Oh, little crybaby, you don't know what you're asking me for," Gabriel spoke darkly. His gazed shifted, boring into me as his breath mingled with mine. "You sit here in your little school uniform with a damn cross hanging from your neck...," he paused, his eyes narrowing as they burned through me. "Not even understanding what you're asking me while your daddy sits at home wondering why his little girl isn't back yet. I don't fuck little girls." I choked out a sob, his fingers flexing around my throat "Run, piagnona," he warned lowly, "Run as fast as you can and pray I don't catch you again cause I can promise that I won't deny myself the pleasure of ruining you a second time." ------------------ A story in which a catholic school girl becomes obsessed with the walking devil reincarnate - an Italian mob boss who loves the idea of ruining her just a little too much. Clementine wants nothing more than to be good, but his temptation is just so sweet. Gabriel wouldn't usually be so captivated by a little church girl, but who was he to deny himself the pleasure? FMC IS OF AGE!

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"Look me in the eye and tell me you hate me, you can't, can you love?" Assigned the nearly impossible task of infiltrating Tom Riddle's inner circle, Rosalie Grindelwald develops a strong disdain for Tom and his calculated exterior when she figures out that Tom harbours a desire to conquer the world in his darkness. However, the lines between duty and desire blur as Tom and Rosalie find themselves drawn to each other, with Tom fuelled by possession and obsession.

Rosella built her rising clothing empire from the ground up. She has sharp instincts, relentless ambition, and zero patience for distractions. Her only goal now is simple: grow her brand, dominate the industry, and prove she belongs at the top. But ambition doesn't come without complications. Marcello and Vex are the most powerful CEO twins who seem to appear wherever Rosella goes. They're bold, unpredictable, and far too interested in her success... and in her. The more Rosella tries to shut them out, the more they push their way in, blurring the line between rivalry. Rosella knows better than to mix business with temptation. One wrong move could cost her everything she's built. But the twins aren't easy to ignore, and even harder to resist. Started June 7, 2021. Completed in April 18, 2022. Marcello moves his fingers and mouth faster, making me moan several times while Vex's dick is fucking my throat. I start to slow down on Vex and pull my head to the other side. I begin to breathe heavily once I feel that I'm close. I start to move my body and slowly shut my legs. "Mmm fuck Marcello! I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Vex turns my head back and pushes his dick even further into my mouth, making my eyes roll back and suddenly gag. Marcello adds another finger in me and goes faster than before. "Don't fucking come until I say so. Fucking wait." Marcello says. His hot breath causes shivers down my spine and I grab onto the edge of the desk and try to hold myself from coming. I don't know how much longer I can hold it though... "Please, Marcello! Please let me come! I want to come so bad! Please let me." I say to Marcello frantically.