The only thing I had was the mirror and any time I even dared to look down, he'd go faster, forcing me to look up at him. "Look at you taking all of me like the slut you are," He rasped darkly, desire leaking from his every word as he moves my hair to one side. "You like having me all the way inside you, huh?" I looked down, not being able to handle the pleasure rushing through me just because of the words he just said and the intense eye contact he coerced me into. My degradation kink wasn't doing me any good right now. I was floating in the air, gravity had no application to me whatsoever and I couldn't even feel my insides, it felt as if every part of me was rearranged. "Look at me or I'll stop," Atlas commanded. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 has always been about following her dreams, not letting anyone or anything get in her way. All she's ever wanted was to save people, to help the people who are hurting. What happens when one night changes her whole life? When someone threatens her life with nothing more than a gun to her head. One person who was seemingly in control of everything. As she struggles to leave her past in the past, she comes across the problem of it all, 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐎. But is he really as bad as she makes him out to be? ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

" you can never escape me amore" when he said this I felt the hair on my neck stand and my pussy clench at the same time. I didn't have to turn around to know who was behind me, The only man to own my heart and the one who broke it. My husband, Gabriele Ricci. Paris Hernandez- Ricci - 23, single mother of twins and runaway mafia queen. After finding her husband in bed with another woman, Paris fled, pregnant and alone to find a better life for herself and her children. life is going well until her past catches up with her and she has no choice but to come face to face with the man that broke her heart 3 years ago. Gabriele Ricci - 28-year-old mafia don Gabriele Ricci is a cold and heartless man, but he wasn't always like that. when Gabe was 24 he was married to the most amazing woman imaginable, her honey skin full of rich melanin and green eyes that he could stare into forever, but he lost her all. because his jealous ex-girlfriend drugged him and made it look like they had sex. Since the day she left Gabe has been looking for his lost queen. what happens when he finds her but not just her, her, and their two children... will Paris be able to forgive Gabe for the pain he caused her? will Gabe tell Paris the truth? will Paris tell Gabe about their children ? welp read and find the fuck out!

She's a princess of Rome's most feared mafia family. He's the calculating heir of Venice's. Ariana Romano doesn't play nice. She doesn't follow rules. She isn't meant to be tamed. But when her father sends her into the De Luca world, she's forced to smile, to charm, to observe... and to plan. Vincenzo De Luca sees everything. Feels everything. And under his calm, dangerous exterior, he's always ten steps ahead. Enemies in the streets, rivals in the shadows... and perhaps something more when the line between strategy and desire blurs. In a world where loyalty is currency, betrayal is inevitable...and no one is safe.

⚠️This is a first draft, the book will be rewritten.⚠️ Two Mafias, one alliance. Before Betrayal. Kailani, the underboss and soon to be Donna of the Calvanno Italian Mafia, is living her normal everyday life-balancing training, tending to duties, and spending time with people she loves-when she is faced with the problems of a past friend-now enemy, and her father's plot to marry her off for the growth and power of their Mafia. How will she deal with her life taking a dramatic turn for the worst? And how will she deal with the troubles of her new enemy? WARNING: This story contains content that may not be suitable for some readers. ------------------- RANKS as of 23/6/25 : #64 - eroticromance #68 - explicit #115 - booktok #359 - bwwm 14/10/25 : #24 - booktok (out of 2.57k) #659 - book (out of 98.1k) -------------------- THIS IS MY FIRST BOOK, APOLOGIES IF IT IS NOT THE BEST. Book cover by my friend, @cravedyou

"𝒐𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒗𝒐𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒐 𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊 " " 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 ? " "𝑶𝒉 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑴. 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒛 𝐻𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙. 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒊 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙. 𝐴𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑦, 𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠? 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑢𝑝 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑛-𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑢𝑠ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦? #1 Valentina #1 libros #1 mentalissues #2 wattpadstories #2 mafiaman #2 mafiawoman #5 iloveyou #6 Mature scenes #9 Vincent #17 lovers #23 TW #27 wattpad #100 italianmafia #190 enemiestolovers

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-1 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy ᴀᴀʀɪᴢ ᴋʜᴀɴ x ꜱᴀɪʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴ ~ The moment they reached the Khan Mansion, Aariz didn't even bother to hit the brakes properly. He drove the car straight into the garden, the tires ripping through the green, people scattering and screaming in horror as the car hurtled straight toward the wedding aisle like a raging bull. Inside, Qazi Sahib had been waiting patiently for over thirty minutes. Saira hadn't uttered a single word, her lips sealed, her eyes on the door, silently praying for someone who never came... Until now. The sound of the engine roared into the wedding hall, and she saw him-her Aariz. A slow, stunned smile tugged at her lips. Everyone stood up. The wedding came to a halt. Aariz slammed the car door open and walked out with thunder in his steps. His black shirt's top three buttons open, hair disheveled-eyes glowing like hellfire. In his right hand, a gun, straight and deadly, pointed at Rehan. "STOP THIS WEDDING..." he growled, his voice deeper than death itself, "...or I will turn this hall into blood bath" A gasp erupted across the crowd. Without another second wasted, Aariz pressed the trigger. The bullet tore through the air. But at the last second, Ayaaz pushed his arm upward and the shot went flying into the air. People screamed and ducked. Chaos. "Aariz! Control, dammit!" Ayaaz shouted, voice shaking. Aariz's face snapped toward him, madness swimming in his bloodshot eyes. "How do you expect me to CONTROL MYSELF when this ba**ard dares to marry MY WIFE?!" Saira's eyes widened. My wife? But... hadn't he signed the papers?

#𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✮ ⋆˙ Have you ever wanted something so destructive that it feels like your insides are burning with hatred? Yet, ironically, you long to fall apart and be shattered by this destruction. But is it really destruction, or the beginning of something inevitable? Something specially designed to be a your ruin. He broke me, shattered my soul, and then just sat by, letting me ruin him. He was satisfied, and so was I. We healed, only to break again. We understood it, we are meant to be each other's, an obsession. I am his obsession and so is he mine. We are together until we will be buried dead inside the heaven of sins.

Rudra Singh Rathore, 26 yr old.✨ A man who has never bowed down to anyone and never will. Ruthless, arrogant, and a commanding presence, he is the mafia king and CEO of the Rathore Company. Fearless, he has no concern for losing anything, and the word "sorry" doesn't exist in his vocabulary. Family is his top priority, surpassing all else. He believes he is not made for love, considering it a weakness; he believes he can never truly love anyone. ♡ Purvi Sharma, 19 yr old. 🎀 Purvi Sharma is a bright and compassionate 19-year-old girl, cherished as the sole child by her loving parents. She values the warmth of her close-knit family and possesses a kind heart that resonates with empathy, making her deeply sensitive to the feelings of others. Despite the darkness that surrounds her, Her gentle soul remains untouched, as her sensitivity and empathy keep her rooted in positivity, shielding her from life's harsher aspects. Although she can be easily hurt, she never reciprocates pain, fully understanding the weight of sorrow. The story of two different people.

"My love, you're not just a princess, you're my queen, and I vow to make the entire universe bend to your will, to surrender at your feet, and to worship you as the sovereign of my heart."