Harper has nothing to lose. Ms. Walker has everything to risk. Eighteen-year-old Harper is balancing school, waitressing, and a prestigious law-firm internship all while secretly living out of her car. Brilliant, stubborn, and determined to build a life for herself, the last person she expects to notice her is the intimidating woman supervising her. Ms. Walker is sharp, demanding, successful and completely off-limits. What begins as mentorship slowly becomes harder to define. Lingering glances. Quiet conversations. An understanding neither woman intended. But there are boundaries between them for a reason. And the closer Harper gets to Ms. Walker, the harder those boundaries become to ignore. ⚖️ W/W • Age Gap • Slow Burn • Workplace • Forbidden Romance • Strong Women

"Don't forget who had you on your knees, Zinovia," Sevan said, taking a long sip of her drink. Which I promptly snatched from her hand as soon as she lowered the glass from her mouth. "Don't forget all the power I held too," I said to her, not once glancing away from her darkened stare, "The mess I made of you milaya..." I trailed off, tilting my head as I openly analyzed her face, "It was pathetic really." Sevan smiled almost sadistically in response, "The mess you made of me?" she repeated the words in full amusement, "I'm still standing. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" ⋙⋙⋙⋙⋘⋘⋘ Power isn't just taken, it's earned, and Zinovia Kozlov is ready to claim what's hers. After her father's death, Zinovia steps up to lead the Russian mafia as its most feared and adored princess. But she's soon pulled into the dark world of Sevan Cortez, the woman who commands the entire mafia underworld. What starts as a power struggle between them quickly spirals into a twisted game of sex, manipulation, and deceit. But even Zinovia knows... You can't ruin, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙.

CeoxAssistant|gxg|slowburn|15 years age gap He leaned over her desk for fourteen minutes. Amalia didn't remember his name by the time Nadia was done with her. "What's his name?" "I don't knowww" Amalia whined. "Good girl." She wiped the smudged lipstick from Amalia's mouth with her thumb like a statement. Then walked the entire length of the office, poured water, walked back. Set it down. Amalia looked at it. Looked at Nadia. Raised both shoulders toward her ears and turned her face away. "You're being ridiculous, Amalia." But Amalia didn't budge. Nadia picked her up. Sat back down with Amalia settled against her, tipped the glass to her lips, kissed her once between every sip. Unhurried. Like this was completely reasonable. It was the most spoiled thing Amalia had ever allowed. She allowed all of it. "More." she said when the glass was empty. "Brat." "Your brat." Nadia didn't answer. She didn't have to. She just went to get more water. Amalia Peters. 20. Never carried her own bag. Never pumped her own gas. Never eaten a meal that wasn't placed in front of her like an offering. Beautiful. Brilliant. Completely aware of both. Then June took her parents and left her in a house so quiet she talked to empty chairs. She got a job not because she needed money because the silence was unbearable. She pouted through the entire interview. Got hired anyway. Nadia Crane. 35. Looks 25. Stopped being flattered by that around thirty. On paper - CEO. Empire builder. Never raises her voice. Off paper - cargo that moves at night. Contracts nobody signs twice. A stillness that has ended careers, companies, and at least three men's entire futures. She runs several companies. Only some are legal. She watched Amalia Peters sigh at a waiting room chair like it had wronged her ancestors. And hired her on the spot. Her parents spoiled her. Her boss ruined her beyond repair. #1 in spoiled. #1 in intersex. #1 in gl. #1 in lesbianlgbt #1 in sapphic

"Love was always so hard for me.." I looked up at her as my lips parted at what she said. I know we might have disagreements but I didn't expect it to lead to us ending things. Then I saw a smile rise on her face as she reached out to hold my hand tightly "..but you made it so much easier and more beautiful than I even expected" I let out a sigh of relief at what she said as she smiled rubbing her thumb over my knuckles since we can't kiss right now "I love you" --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -sexual harassment/assault -forced sex -abuse (mental and physical) -alcohol, drugs, weed etc. -family issues/relationship issues -mental health issues

Assets and Affection: A slow-burn, soft-romance about finding home in the middle of a storm. Arranged marriage between two business tycoon daughters to save the falling family heritage. In the world of high-stakes business, love is the only asset they didn't account for. -------------------------------------------------------------- Ps. It may get a bit frustrating because of miscommunication and hidden feelings, I have not done a very good job at explaining elena's pov that's why it might be hard to understand her feelings and her povs. If you start reading this, stick till the end and you will not regret it. -------------------------------------------------------------- The market is crashing, the numbers are in the red, and the legacies of two great families are on the brink of collapse. For Elena Ross, there is only one goal: save her father's company. She is sharp and carry herself with elegance and have a good humour. when her father, Christopher, and his oldest friend, Victor Halloway, propose a five-year marriage contract to merge their remaining investments and stabilize their firms, Elena accepts the deal with professional precision. Grace Halloway has always lived in the quiet spaces. Intelligent, soft-hearted, and quietly observant, she has watched Elena Ross from across gala ballrooms for years, charmed by the sharp wit Elena hides from the world. When the contract is signed, Grace enters the marriage with a to save her father's company and get Elena to notice her. Now, shared offices, shared breakfasts, and a shared last name turn a business arrangement into something far more intimate. In a world that feels like it's falling apart, Elena and Grace must discover if their union is just a temporary fix-or the only real thing they have left.

Levi battles it out with her long time nemesis Arielle Evans for a coveted position at their Marketing firm. Journey through history where secrets are revealed, and unexpected truths come belting out. After a near ten year rivalry, the game of cat and mouse may finally come to an end. "All's fair in love and war." - John Lyly (Euphues, the Anatomy of Wyt).

Hailey never planned on moving back to her hometown. Since graduation, she's been holding everything together from a distance - working nonstop and sending money home to cover her father's growing medical bills. But when she suddenly loses her job, everything she's built unravels overnight. Desperate to find work closer to her parents and get back on her feet, she turns to the one person she trusts most - her best friend, Grace. She offers Hailey her spare room without hesitation, but there's only one complication. Emily. Grace's older sister has recently moved in with her, freshly out of a relationship that left its mark; and she's nothing like Hailey remembers. Quiet, protective, and impossible to ignore. Living under the same roof turns their familiarity into something far more dangerous, and it only takes one late night for everything to shift. They agree to forget it ever happened, but the problem is, neither of them wants to. It was supposed to be temporary, but the longer Hailey stays, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth: falling for Emily might cost her the one friendship she can't afford to lose.

"Willow, wait." Blake's voice was rough, her breath coming in uneven gasps as my fingers unzipped her fly. "Before we go any further, this is your last chance to stop me." I frowned. "Why would I?" "Because if you let me take you now, you're mine. Forever." Her intense gaze burned into me. "And there will be no turning back." ==== Willow's life is a desperate rhythm of morning lectures, late-night shifts, a messy family, and counting every dollar just to make it through. Blake is her classmate, the girl everyone on campus fears. Some say she has ties to the Mafia, others claim she deals in things far worse. But one thing is certain. No one dares to mess with her because those who have ended up in the hospital. One night, on her way home after another exhausting shift, Willow finds Blake bleeding out on the street. Against every instinct, she helps her. But Blake, as it turns out, isn't the kind of person who lets debts go unpaid. When Willow's stepfather aggressively demands money from her, Blake steps in and handles it without hesitation. Now, questions haunt Willow. Who is Blake really? Are the rumors about her true? And most terrifying of all, why can't she stop thinking about her knowing that whatever burns between them is destined for destruction? Be careful this story contains: Profanity Smut Violence

Alessandra Moretti is not a woman people refuse. She controls Milan like a chessboard. Politicians lower their voices around her. Billion-dollar deals rise or collapse depending on a single message from her phone. She does not chase. She does not wait. And she has never been powerless. Well. Until Noor Malik. Noor is everything Alessandra is not. Soft. Gentle. Obedient. A brilliant embryologist who can create life under a microscope... yet still lowers her eyes when her parents speak. Noor does not rebel. She does not argue. She loves her parents too much to ever disobey them. Which means Alessandra cannot touch them. Not their house. Not their pride. Not the traditions that are slowly suffocating the woman she loves. Because Noor would never forgive her. And Alessandra would rather bring nations to their knees than see tears in Noor's eyes. So the most dangerous woman in Europe does something unimaginable. She waits. She drives Noor to work every morning in a Bentley worth more than the Malik house. She buys her banana ice cream like a lovesick fool. She kisses her slowly in the privacy of a car because that's the only place Noor is allowed to belong to her. But obedience has a cost. And Noor's parents are already planning the one thing Alessandra cannot allow. A husband. They believe tradition will save their daughter. They have no idea what they're provoking. Because Alessandra Moretti does not steal what she wants. She expands. And when the woman who keeps the devil calm is taken away... Cities don't just burn. They kneel. #1 in older women- 4th May.

"You don't know how much it hurts me seeing you with him. I tell you about it, you apologize then go on with your life like nothing even happened" She frowned her eyebrows as I spoke "baby you know I care about how you feel but I can't just break up with him-" i cut her off "why not?" "I know you and I are completely different people and your dad obviously doesn't like me but we both know you don't care about what your dad says so what is it? Why won't you break up with him and be with me?" She stayed quiet and looked down, not saying anything "talk to me when you figure shit out" --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -mental/physical abuse -sexual assault/harassment -abuse -violence -alcohol, drugs, weed etc. -family issues