𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. The Damned Dynasty Series Book One: Tantalization Book Two: Enticement explicit smut in my very dark books, be aware of what you're reading.

[18+] | smut warning "You're younger." "Doesn't change the fact that you are dripping wet for me." She said it was wrong. He proved it felt too good to care. He's her best friend's cousin. Sleeps across the hallway. Two years younger, and still knows how to make her bend. Moan. Beg. "Truth or dare?" he asks. "Dare." "Then don't make a sound while I fuck you." She said she wouldn't fall. But when his hand wraps around her throat and he growls, "I don't care who touched you before. You're mine now." She breaks.

❃ The Mob Boss and The French Mafia Princess ❃ "Shira," I warned, "Come any closer and I will stop the car right here and fuck you," I spoke with a stern tone, my hands gripped on to the steering wheel so hard my knuckles begged to come out. "Valerius, you are all for the bark and never the bite." She whispered, sensually nipping my neck. - Valerius De Santis is one sexy yet ruthless Italian Don that doesn't have to say a word for women to swoon over him. Shira Lamoreaux, on the other hand, seems to tip him off the edge. She knows exactly how to play his game and yet cannot help but fall in love with him. But Shira is keeping her problems to herself, which slowly consumes her. Will Valerius save her from the demons on the inside and out? MATURE CONTENT | 18 +

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. -

Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. *** "Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got." My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath. I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs. "Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead." ***

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬: 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞. ____________________________________________ I opened the door to Lorenzo's office, which was a masculine, spacious, and luxurious room with a dark, old-money theme. He was on a phone call, but I didn't mind. As I walked towards him, his eyes were glued to my every move. I slowly took off my robe, revealing my stunning body. Lorenzo let out a low growl and gasped at the sight of me. The person on the other end of the phone call asked if anything was wrong, to which Lorenzo replied, "No," while still looking at me and licking his lips. I positioned myself sitting on Lorenzo's lap, then started grinding on him, feeling him get a huge boner as he began to grunt. He whispered, "P-princess." "Yes, my love?" I responded, pausing my movements. "Please don't," he pleaded, trying to keep his grunting quiet. Just then, the person on the phone asked him a question about their newest business venture. ____________________________________________ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. ......It captures the essence of their unique journey from arranged marriage to falling in love I'll start updating 4 times a week next week!!!!

He kisses the corner of my lips one final time before pulling away, forcing my eyes to fly wide in irritation as I see the wicked yet beautiful smirk on his lips. "You can't tease me like that and not continue what you were about to start." I say boldly as I study his face as the light shines brilliantly above us like a casting spell, as though it recognises that this is a magical time between us. He teases, "And what was I about to start, Mila?" I can see what he wants in his hazel eyes, as they have a cast of lust in them, and I'm sure he can see it in mine. He is well aware of what he is doing to me and my body, as well as my want and need for more. . . . 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯 She's lived her whole life trapped behind a wall of insecurities. She doesn't remember what it's like to be loved by a family. She's as innocent, naive, caring, smart and beautiful as someone can be. Her only fear being life. She's never known what it's like to be attracted to someone. Something that made her question her sexual identity multiple times. Wondering why she doesn't feel anything for any female or male. That is until she meets them. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧. #1 - men #1 - rough #10 - bi-sexual #11 - mature #40 - reverseharem #52 - innocent #158 - mafia Started - 01 May 2022 Finished- 02 September 2022 Cover idea & pins - @eroticdesires

[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

-Romy and Marcus- "I'm so close" I whimper, he grinds harder and harder against my now bare pussy, the thong moved away somewhere between all his grinding and it feels so much better bare. I feel the familiar ache stir inside me and my eyes close in pleasure. "That's it sweetheart, come for daddy." I lose it at his deep voice ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ R O M Y: I had a rendezvous with a complete stranger, in the middle of a date with another man. I find out later on that he's married. I feel like a homewrecker, but I didn't know. I want to stay away from him. But somehow I always keep coming back to him. I'm Romy Rae, and this my story.