He's fallen for Dylan, love of his life... but he can't resist playing games with Dylan's best friend, Nere. Yet... There's one boy he wants... And then there's another he toys with... And one choice that could shatter everything. Will Micah get Dylan, or will the distraction of Nere turn his world upside down? If you remember Marco and Adrian from my 1st Book - 'The Mafia's College Bad Boy', their son Micah Salvatore is here to stir up trouble of his own 🔞🔞🔞 💥 Brace yourself to some 'Avi-coded' steamy hot smut 🔞 For some serious heart games ❤️🩹 For obsessions and a piece from the mafia world of the Salvatores!!!💥 ~ Your Auth Avi 😉

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

New York City, 1944. While war consumes Europe and fills headlines, notorious criminal Kevin Price rules Manhattan with an iron fist. His ruthless control makes exception for none, until he crosses paths with one Connor McKinley