WARNING MATURE CONTENT: MENTION OF GRAPHIC CONTENT ABUSE, MURDER, THE USE OF DRUGS WITH MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED 18+ This book is currently being edited for any errors!! "We shouldn't even be doing this." I barely manages to breathe out as he lifted me to sit on my desk. He grabbed me by the throat causing me to lightly moan on instinct "And why not mhm?" He asked looking me right in my eyes. "Because I'm your fucking therapist it's not right." I said lightly trying to pull away but he tightened his hands on my throat enough to keep me in place he leaned in close enough that his lips were grazing against mine yet he didn't let them touch. "You think I'm going to let you go after getting a taste of you mhm? Oh baby I'm no where near done with you." He growled before completely dominating my mouth with his, feeling his lips touch mine I quickly gave in and started kissing back with just as much hunger. Little did I know the shit this chain of events will cost me. My career, my family, my life. Will it all be worth it for a man that kills with no remorse? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Working as a therapist for the mentally unstable was never going to be a easy job but Daisy Romana didn't expect the distraction that gets brought into North Port Regional Clinic. She knew he was going to be trouble when she looked at him from the tattoos that littered his skin to the beard and clean cut hair. She could tell He wasn't like the rest but little did she knew just how different he was. She was supposed to stay invisible and live her life in peace but as soon as she meets Lorenzo Rossi her past and present come to fuck everything up. DISCLAIMER- The photos in this book no not belong to me. I got them from google and Pinterest!!

𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧... 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫. "Please... don't do this. I'm scared," she whispered, her voice shaking, barely louder than her own heartbeat. He didn't step back. Didn't blink. A slow smirk curved his lips - not warm, not kind... the kind that made the air feel thinner. "Scared?" he said quietly, almost amused. "You should be." Her breath hitched. "I'm not going to hurt you," he continued, voice low and controlled, "unless you give me a reason to." "𝐒𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨" Top ranks ❤️ 3 #stalker 9 #dangerouslove 8 #controlling 30 April 2016

a story in which a lonely girl is not afraid of her stalker. 🖤 | dark romance + mature themes | (previously "psychopathic")

"Adriana Your mine you hear me my future wife, my future mother of my kids and mine to fuck" He fucked me hard and deep his Prince Albert piercing reaching places I never thought existed in my body Adriana Petrov shes 20 years old she comes from a toxic family and decides to move to Chicago with her best friend for a better life but because of that trauma she doesn't believe in having a family in having someone that actually loves you she doesn't believe in that Roman volkov he's 26 years old the typical cold stone person who promised himself 5 years ago to never get married or have a family but once he meets Adriana all he wants is make sure she has his kid and trap her his new obsession he never thought he would have Highest rankings: #7 stalker #19 mafia #6 Italian #8 mature themes

"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

What will happen when , two lives from entirely different worlds collided. She, a chubby girl carrying dreams too large for her toxic household. He, a ruthless man hiding the pieces of a heart only he remembered. Neither knew it yet, but this encounter would change everything. ( A girl full of insecurities of her chubby body and dreams who met with a dangerous ruthless obsessed mafia boss ) Male lead name - Dante morroni Female lead name - Miii Rosa. # age gap # obsession # forced marriage # chubby girl × obsessed mafia boss

She signed the paper with trembling hands, her vision blurred, her mind clouded-drugged and barely aware of what she was doing. "Why are you doing this to me?" she asked, her voice shaking, yet defiant. Even in her weakened state, she refused to show fear. The man standing in front of her stared with eyes that pierced through her soul, sending a cold shiver down her spine. "What did I do, sweetheart?" he said, his voice low, dangerous-yet laced with something disturbingly tender. "You look at me like I've wronged you. But all I did was what's best... I made you mine. You were mine the moment my eyes found you. And anyone who dares to take you away from me-will taste hell from this beast." His eyes burned with a terrifying mix of love, desire, obsession, and madness-emotions she couldn't fully comprehend through the haze in her mind. Overwhelmed by the drug, her body gave out. Just before she collapsed, he caught her in his arms, holding her close like she was the most precious thing in the world. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear, whispering with venomous devotion, "At last... you're mine. Completely. Irrevocably. And I'll destroy anyone who dares to steal you from me." it is a story with obsession, madness love by a mafia lord towards a middle class girl.

--- ✨ Story Description ✨ She was ordinary-too ordinary for his world of blood, power, and secrets. An accidental encounter, a pair of terrified eyes meeting his in the shadows, and suddenly the most feared mafia boss in the city had only one weakness-her. He doesn't share. He doesn't bend. He doesn't fall. But for her, he breaks every rule he ever built. What starts as a dangerous obsession turns into a deadly love story-one that burns hotter than fire and darker than night. She can try to run... But he'll always find her. Because she isn't just anyone. She's his only obsession. ---

18+ ‼️ "Let me worship every inch of you until you're trembling, dripping and soaked in nothing but me ." Kyros growls, his hand sliding up to grip her throat, "I'll set this world on fire just to hear you scream my name." "Now, bend over and open your legs for me, Elaila. Let me worship my queen like the goddess you are. I want to taste my perfection, to watch you while I ruin your perfect body. Or would you rather sit on my face untill I drown in your sweetness?" ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀ In the realm of Mor'vhar, where dragonfire kissed the heavens, Emperor Kyros stood at the precipice of his kingdom. A dux mortis, king of dragons, he embodied both reverence and fear, yet beneath his conqueror's armor lay a heart consumed by a singular obsession: Elaila, the ethereal beauty from the Coven of Makaria. Elaila was a vision of grace, a rare blossom in a world of thorns, known as the deam pulchritudinis. The matèr draconum. Their marriage was forged not just for political alliance but through a profound connection that transcended duty of a heir. Kyros recognized Elaila as the key to his legacy, captivated by her every glance. But the specter of war loomed, fueled by his brother Kyre's jealousy. Kyre, filled with rage over his brother's reign, ready to wage war. Kyros knew he must have a heir or his legacy would end.

A poor florist. A ruthless mafia heir. One mistake, and she becomes his obsession. In his world of blood and secrets, love isn't sweet - it's possessive, dangerous, and impossible to escape. When the devil wants you... he takes you. And Lia Carter is about to learn what it means to belong to the Mafia's Broken Bride. ✨ Simple Copyright-Reserved Note ✨ © [AlexaDanielWrites] [2025] This story is my original work. No part of it may be copied, reposted, translated, or adapted without my permission. Plagiarism is a violation of Wattpad's guidelines and will be reported. Thank you for respecting my work! 💕