She was from the hood born and raised and made it known but she worked hard to get where she is today she was trying to help her friend find a job at this bougie ass neighbor across town from where she grew up but she ends up getting herself a job as well. He was a single father not by choice or divorce but by tragedy he lost his wife in a car accident and has been broken ever since but she didn't just leave him behind she also left their 2 year old baby girl Amelia and he needed to find her that connection she lost because he knew he wouldn't be enough for her alone What happens when two opposite worlds collide?

"You belong right here, Elysia. Not in New York with Julian, or out somewhere in the city galavanting around with Andrew, or anywhere near Canelley," He mumbled against a fresh mark on the base of my neck. "Right here, nowhere else." For two years Elysia Leal and Salvatore Grant's relationship had been strictly professional. She ran his errands and he ran his business. That is, until, a situation at work puts them in an awkward position causing the lines in their relationship to blur and feelings to ensue.

Juliette Moretti had long been the picture of duty. Born the daughter of a notorious mob boss, she grew up in the shadows of the underworld, groomed to play the part of the perfect daughter. Despite her resentment, she did everything right. She wore the dresses. Perfected the smile. Married the man who would finally free her from her fathers grip-Romeo Moretti. But Romeo was more than just an escape, Juliette loved him, naively. She spent ten years of marriage searching for a place in his guarded heart, and for ten years he adamantly pushed her away, tucking her in the shadows, treating her as little more than a possession. No matter their history. No matter what she did, or the child they shared. Now, older, smarter, Juliette has finally gained the resources she needs to leave this marriage once and for all. She'll do anything to give her daughter the life she deserves. The only problem? Romeo refuses to let go of what's his.

COMPLETED ✔ "Damn she's thick." We both hear. I move to step over towards him. Eureka holds my arm drawing my attention back on her. She gets on her tippy toes. I brace forwards to cut the gap between us. Eureka holds around my neck putting her face to my ear. That's when I hear her whisper. "There's no need for you to get upset. He can only look, and not touch because I'm yours." I stiffen in my jeans. Getting aroused from her boldness. But I take it one step further. Gripping her neck. Detka holds my arm tighter. Lighty moans where only I can hear. I stand up straighter holding her against me by her neck. Looking at the cashier who is still watching her. I cough getting his attention. "Uhmm. Thank you but our groceries won't ring up themselves." He looks at me now. I smirk at him, taking Eureka's hand. "Also it's not nice to stare at what isn't yours." Eureka squeezes my hand. "Behave." She mutters. I ignore her and finish unpacking what's left. What folks are commenting "I love the story it's different from other stories I read. It'a so refreshing just seeing two people fall in love without all the drama. I love how they communicate with each other and how they plan to be with each other forever." ~ @melanin_poppin7 "I have loved this story from the start. Their journey has been exciting in that its been between two folks just living an everyday we can relate to but still so attention keeping." ~ @787ralexis "This chapter was on fire 🔥!! Kira is everything!!" ~ @TrinkyWiggy "I swear I've read this book 5 times already but it's an experience of love and respect I love it sooo muchhhhhh" ~ @zozoDabanana Cover made by Chrissy_too_nice22 Highest rankings #1 goodbook #1 architecture #5 thick #5 curvy #6 white #7 interracial #10 romance

"I beg you give me a private show now." He asks with a grin spread across his mouth. "Anything you desire." I reply looking into his eyes. In one swift motion he lifts me off my feet effortlessly and puts me on his desk. "You sure you wanna do this. I really don't mind if your not ready." He says kissing on my neck and around my ear. "I want you now."

Mia Black is a young bartender at a ritzy gentlemen's club in New York City. Day in and day out, the city's most wealthy and elite visit her workplace. None of them really catch her eye, not until Charles Coldwell, a man much older than her steps through the doors. Charles is smitten with Mia from their first conversation, but Mia can't seem to understand why. Regardless, he plans to win her over whether she does or not. They both have dark secrets as well as skeletons in their closets. They could be a perfect match or a disaster waiting to happen.

The first thing he noticed wasn't the blood in the glass. It was her. Draped in crimson silk, barefoot, smiling like she'd been expecting him. "You're not very good at breaking and entering," she said. Her voice was honey and rot. Cassian tightened his grip on the crowbar. "I didn't think anyone was home." She stepped forward. "You were wrong." And God, he was. SLOW UPDATES!!!

Maeva took charge of my dreams. Melted me with a simple glance. My affection for her grew in secret because she wasn't mine, she was my brother's. Until he ruined everything. Left her heartbroken beyond repair. Now, it's my turn to show her what love is supposed to look like... from one lover to another. [Update each Tuesday at 10:00 AM CET]

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.