He's the mafia prince who rules every room he enters. She's the scholarship student who doesn't even know his name. Luca Russo's ego is a weapon. As heir to a ruthless empire, he commands fear and worship with a glance. Women are ornaments. Men are pawns. The world exists to bend to his will. Until he meets Amara. Sweet, soft, and buried in a library book, she spills her things at his feet. When he helps her-a king condescending to a peasant-she offers only a polite, distracted smile before walking away. She doesn't recognize him. She isn't impressed....she's just polite. He didn't want polite. For the first time in his life, Luca is seen as a variable amongstothers. And it ignites a dark, possessive fire within him. He will have her. He will make her see him. He will consume the very innocence that makes her blind to his shadow. Now, the most dangerous man in the city is obsessed with the one woman who didn't look twice. And he'll tear apart her sunny, mundane world just to prove she's always been his. Welcome to an obsession where the greatest insult was her indifference... and the only prize will be her surrender. A/N : I'm trying to make a darker and more smutty version of "The girl who didn't look". This book is also extremely vulgar.

"𝙔𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯," 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺. "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦." ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴘᴇᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴏɴ. ʜᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ғᴀʟʟ. ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴀʟᴇxᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴡɪɴᴅsᴏʀ ʜᴀs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ɴᴏ. ᴀᴄᴛᴏʀs, sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀs, ᴅᴇʙᴜᴛᴀɴᴛᴇs, ᴅɪᴘʟᴏᴍᴀᴛs-ᴍᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴀʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғᴀʟʟᴇɴ ᴀᴛ ʜɪs ғᴇᴇᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴇᴀʀs, ᴇᴀɢᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛs ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ sᴘᴏʀᴛ. ʜᴇ ɪs ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ, ᴍᴇʀᴄɪʟᴇss, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ. ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇʀ. ᴢᴀʜᴀʀᴀ ᴊᴀᴍᴇs ɪs ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ. ᴀ ʙʀɪxᴛᴏɴ ɢɪʀʟ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴏʀʀᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴜɴɪғᴏʀᴍ, ғᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ sʜᴇᴇᴛs ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘᴀʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴇʀ sᴜʀɴᴀᴍᴇ. sʜᴇ's sʜʏ, sᴏғᴛ-sᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴠᴀsᴛᴀᴛɪɴɢʟʏ ᴜɴɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏʏᴀʟ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ. sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʙʟᴜsʜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴘᴀssᴇs. ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴜʀᴛsʏ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ. ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ʜᴇ's ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴛ. This is another version of my book. "Sweet Temptation"

She stopped running. He started kneeling. Vida Lewis was supposed to be prey. A beautiful, oblivious artist caught in the web of Korea's most dangerous man. She was supposed to be consumed. No one told the prey she could become the predator. Min Jun built a shrine to her image. He whispered vows to her portrait. He convinced himself she was his goddess-and she let him. Because a goddess doesn't run. A goddess receives offerings. Now she's pregnant with his heir. Now she sits at the head of his table. Now she holds the keys to his empire while he kneels at her feet. He thinks he's won. She knows she has. He thinks he's captured the sun. He never realized the sun was using him for warmth. Welcome to the second book of the Viva La Vida series. There is no escape. There is only ascension.

Vida Lewis is everything she doesn't believe she is: beautiful, classy, and elegant. Just trying to navigate her own life, she remains completely unaware of the dangerous obsession she has inspired. Min Jun, the most powerful and influential chaebol leader in Korea, has a secret that could shatter empires. In a locked room, her name is scrawled across his walls, her face his only muse. But his world is a gilded cage, built on a foundation of cold, strategic alliances. His wife, Ji Yeon, is the perfect, poised daughter of Seoul's elite. Taught to obey, behave, and endure, she lives a life of silent suffering, her love for a husband who offers only indifference or cruelty. Divorce is not an option; her duty is to survive. When fate pulls the unsuspecting Vida into their orbit, the carefully constructed walls of Min Jun's world begin to crack. How far will a man used to getting everything he want go for a love he was never supposed to have? And what happens when a wife, pushed to the edge, decides she's done behaving? This is a story of forbidden desire, dark secrets, and the devastating price of a love that borders on obsession.

Twisted obsession series, season two : "What a Jerk!" (1) He wanted to make her his masterpiece. Instead, he became her pet. Chad Sterling is a billionaire titan used to getting everything he wants. And the moment he lays eyes on the shy, beautifully fragile artist Aurelia Williams, he wants her. He decides she'll be his perfect, submissive project-another adoring woman to feed his ego. He'll groom her, mold her, and make her his. But Aurelia's quiet indifference hides a spine of steel. She isn't impressed by his money, his power, or his charm. And with every rejection, Chad's calculated plan shatters, revealing a terrifying, all-consuming obsession. The hunter becomes the hunted. The master becomes the pet. And soon, he'll do anything-anything-just to hear her say his name.

Close your eyes. Breathe in. Feel the air turn thick, heavy with cigar smoke and expensive cologne. You can almost taste the whiskey on his tongue, can't you? General Marcus "Reign" Blackwell is power wrapped in ink and royal blood. He commands armies, breaks enemies, and fucks whoever he wants-until he sees *her*. Dr. Aaliyah Monroe. Quiet. Brilliant. Curvy African-American goddess who codes weapons in the dark. Shy smiles. Soft voice. Vanilla skin that glows under fluorescent lights. One breath of her scent and the untouchable general unravels. He dreams of her every night. Strokes himself raw imagining her thighs wrapped around him. Watches her sway to R&B in her apartment through shadows he shouldn't cross. Calls her *dove*, *tiny momma*, *my wife*-long before she ever says yes. She thinks it's temporary. He knows it's forever. He kneels for her. Begs for her. Cries for her. Marks himself with her initials while she sleeps. And when she finally rides him-slow, commanding, glasses slipping down her nose-he sobs her name like prayer. This isn't love. This is obsession carved into worship. This is a man who would burn the world just to hear her giggle and boop his nose. But when the first fight comes... When she needs space and he needs her closer than air... Will his dove fly away?

In the glittering cage of Buckingham Palace, Prince William reigns supreme-charismatic, untouchable, and utterly ruthless. The heir who was never meant to be king wears his crown like a weapon, and his fiancée, Lady Beatrice, is nothing more than a perfectly polished accessory: safe, suitable, invisible. Until he sees Ayana. A maid with ebony skin that gleams like forbidden silk and curves that mock the starched severity of her uniform. One stolen glance across marble halls, and the prince's world narrows to obsession. The crack of glass in his hand. Blood on his palm. A hunger that tastes like ruin. He is power incarnate. She is the help-untouchable involved every way that matters. But William doesn't ask. He takes. As the engagement ball looms and the palace whispers of duty and decorum, the prince begins rewriting the rules. Beatrice's smile will shatter. The crown will tremble. And Ayana-sweet, unaware, breathtaking-will either become his salvation... or the spark that burns the monarchy to ash. A dark royal romance of possession, forbidden desire, and a man who would destroy empires for the one woman he can never have.

In the quiet heart of a Maharashtrian village, Virat lives a simple life-until Ayaan Raghuwanshi, a ruthless businessman from the city, arrives with secrets in his eyes and darkness in his soul. Their worlds clash like fire and rain. Virat's innocence ignites something dangerous in Ayaan-a hunger, an obsession. But behind Ayaan's cold stare lies a storm, and behind Virat's soft defiance, a strength he doesn't yet understand. What begins with stolen glances turns into a toxic dance of dominance, resistance, and forbidden longing. He came to take the land. But he stayed to possess the boy.

[18+] smut warning Lyra Ellis is the girl who tops her class by day... and slides her fingers under the sheets by night. Smart, ambitious, and stuck living in a gated luxury neighborhood she absolutely doesn't belong in, she's just here for two things: 1. Finish her internship 2. Keep her hands to herself But then she meets Cassian Rowe - older, stupid-hot, ridiculously rich, and fully off-limits. He's the investor at her company. He's her neighbor. And he hears everything through her bedroom window. Now she can't stop fantasizing. He won't stop watching. And when he finally touches her? It's not gentle. It's not innocent. It's obsession. 🔥 Soft dom. Praise kink. Mirror sex. 💗 Feelings she didn't mean to catch. This is a love story. But it's filthy first.

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