He loathe his wife, yet he can't take his eyes off her. He wants her gone, yet he can't seem to stay away. He wants her to suffer, yet he's overly fond of her sweet smile. He wants her to hate him, yet he craves for her love.. ⚠️Warning!⚠️ This story contains : • sexual / mature content • foul language • abuse • violence • sexual assault Highest Rankings : #1 Adult #1 Don #1 Sweet #1 Mafiaromance #1 Marriage #1 Trauma #1 Adorable #1 Grumpysunshine #1 Mobboss #4 Mafiaprincess #4 Newadult #6 Darkromance #6 Cute

Dark Romance! I was betrothed to a man the world feared. Victor Volkov, the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva. A man carved from control and violence, who ruled with silence and destroyed without hesitation. This marriage was never meant to be love. It was an alliance. Power bound in blood and signatures. And I was the price. Men like him don't love. They take. They cage. They own. From the moment I stepped into his world, I knew one thing: I would never be free again. Because Victor doesn't let go of what belongs to him. But what he doesn't know... is that I didn't walk into his life as a victim. I came with a mind sharp enough to study the monster who thinks he's untouchable. He watches me like I'm something fragile. Something to break. Something to keep locked away from the world. And sometimes... I let him think that. But every glance I steal, every word I choose, every silence I hold... I'm learning him. Unraveling him. And the more I do... the more dangerous he becomes. Because Victor Volkov is starting to change. His control is slipping in ways no one else can see. His patience is wearing thin. And his obsession with me... is turning into something darker. Something possessive. Something that borders on madness. He doesn't just want me. He wants to own me. Body. Mind. Soul. And the terrifying part? A part of me... doesn't want to escape. Because the deeper I fall into his world of power, sin, and control. The more I realize... I was never meant to survive him. I was meant to become his.

She thought love was a fairytale. He believed it was a weakness. Isabella Cruz only wanted peace after a shattering loss. But when fate pushed her into the path of Dominic Valente, Italy's most feared mafia Don, her life turned into a dangerous game of passion and power. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Dominic ruled with blood and iron. Yet from the moment he saw Isabella, obsession consumed him. To him, she was no longer free, she was his. But in a world built on violence and betrayal, loving the Don comes with a price. Enemies circle in the shadows. Secrets could destroy them both. And Isabella must decide, fight for her freedom, or surrender to the man who would burn the world just to keep her by his side. One thing is certain: in this war of blood and desire, beauty may be the only weapon strong enough to tame the Don.

(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

Some flames burn quietly... until they don't. Aurora Bellini is the picture of innocence. Quiet. Kind. A law student with a soft heart and a tragic past. When a violent attack threatens her safety, she's placed under the protection of the Vitti family - Italy's most feared crime syndicate. More specifically, under the cold, watchful eye of their heir: Angelo Vitti. Angelo doesn't want her there. Too sweet. Too soft. Too breakable. But there's something about her that unsettles him. Her gentle smile, her quiet strength - it seeps past the walls he's spent years building. He tells himself she doesn't belong in his world. He tells himself to stay away. But he watches her anyway. Protects her anyway. And slowly, against his better judgment - he starts to burn for her. With war simmering between the Italian and Russian mafias, every secret is dangerous. Every glance, every touch, every whisper in the dark... it all matters. Because nothing is ever what it seems. And sometimes the softest things burn the most.

He was the boy who left to save her and the man who came back ruined. Cold when he shouldn't be, silent when all she wants is for him to talk to her, Dominico Cruz learned young that loving someone means losing them. So he left first. He always leaves first. But her? Katerina Petrov was never someone you could leave behind. She was fire and fury and loyalty sharp enough to cut throats, she loved like a war and hated like a storm, and he was the only man who ever survived both. "You don't get to leave me again and call it love, Dominico. That's not love. That's cowardice." He would burn cities for her, kill kings for her, destroy himself for her, but the one thing he can't do is stay, because he believes loving him is a death sentence. She thinks he abandoned her. He thinks he's protecting her. And neither of them realizes they're destroying each other in the process. In whatever is between the world they've been born in, love isn't gentle. It's possession, sacrifice, blood and worst of all...Brutal. And the most dangerous thing in Dominico Cruz's life was never his enemies. It was always her.

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, an ordinary girl that works at the Crestmore, she was known to be a compassionate and serene person, with a heart of gold. 𝐄𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢, the rank 1 mafia leader, he was known for his brutal and merciless actions. He had lived a life surrounded by vulnerability. Ermanno kept observing and anticipating Morona for three years, believing he can make her his. Morona was puzzled by the anonymous gifts and letters she kept receiving without any explanation. However, there was a spark between them. Their love was like a flame that burned the light, igniting a passion that was impossible to ignore. But not so long after, Morona's sweet soul was shattered by him. She found it difficult to regain the sense of peace she once knew. ༺♡༻ {Check TWS before reading} {Dual pov} THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY HEAVY THEMES! THEREFORE PLEASE MAKE SURE TO READ THE DISCLAIMER!

The failure to put trust into a stranger's words and a simple act of judgement became the catalyst for a tragic night. Arabella's pleasant life becomes disrupted when she stumbles upon dangerous individuals at the most unfortunate time. Nicolo, the don of the greatly feared Italian Mafia, had mistaken her identity for someone she is not: A rival enemy. He darkened her once blissful world with violence and dominance, but as he continues to hold her captive, he finds himself entranced by her bravery and sophistication. It was her rare innocence and his fear of seeing her in pain that kept him from ending her life. As Arabella is confronted with the dangers of the mafia her trust in her captive begins to grow. A burning desire between Nicolo and Arabella becomes irresistible as time passes on, but secrets about Arabella's past become revealed and the truth about her real identity is on the brink of turning desire into passionate hatred. ----- [Book 1 of 3] [Completed] [2024 Currently Editing/ Rewriting] [[Word Count: 100,000-150,000]] Content/ Trigger Warning: Contains mature themes and violence.

|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."

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.