After a failed attempt at a relationship, I try to make it on my own. However, I end up with a new neighbor who exudes charm, danger, and sexual energy as if it's a job. To make matters worse, I find myself semi-kidnapped by the same dangerous, foul-mouthed, rude neighbor who turns out to be a part of the Italian Mafia. Now, I'm stuck riding shotgun while being chased by gun-wielding maniacs on our way to someplace "safe." I'm beginning to think this is my new reality. *Trigger Warning* Graphic violence, explicit mature scenes, and non-consensual touching (not from the main love interest).

One girl, three guys, and a mountain full of secrets.

"𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐌𝐞" 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝑺𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅. "𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞" 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. "𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐄-" -+-+-+- Roman Anderson is the Vice-President of Romero Inc. While he built his reputation and status upon this company, the inheritance and property's left behind by his parents are starting to become an issue with the sudden marriage of his younger brother. In order to inherit, Roman must find a wife and Isabella just seems to be his perfect victim. Isabella Cortez thought she has nothing to lose from this marriage. Well actually she had everything to lose, and it is all because of a photo. In hopes to keep a stable life for her younger brother, she agree's to a hidden marriage with her boss and vice-president of the company, Roman Anderson. But marrying into wealthy brings danger. Dangers that even the rich and powerful have no control over.

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

[COMPLETED][UNEDITED] WARNING: Not your typical story. A forbidden relationship awaits you. 18+ I felt his fingers move within me once more, slipping out only to be replaced by two, then three. His wedding ring gleamed in the dim light, now slick with my juices, a symbol of everything wrong with this moment-and yet, it thrilled me to see it there, marked by my pleasure. The sight sent another pulse of heat through me, twisting that forbidden excitement even tighter around my core. "Do you like seeing that?" he asked, his voice low, taunting. "Do you like marking me while my wife waits at home?" I shivered at the raw edge in his tone, my hips pressing harder against him, wordlessly begging for more. "Yes," I whispered, my voice barely a breath. "I love it." _______ On the eve of her wedding, Esmeralda's life was torn apart by her best friend's ultimate betrayal. Two years later, with a broken heart still simmering beneath the surface, she set her sights on her revenge: seducing her ex-friend's husband, Sebastian. What begins as a calculated plot to make her best friend pay for her betrayal soon turns into a dangerous web of desire, where every encounter deepens the pull to that married man. But as their trysts spiral out of control, Esmeralda finds herself caught between the thrill of retribution and a love she never anticipated. When the lines between revenge and passion blur, she's forced to confront the truth-can she truly walk away, or has she fallen too far into the fire? Highest Rankings: - #1 in Affair - #1 in Chick - #1 in Possessive - #5 in Billionaire

I'm not afraid to get on my knees and bow before you... I'd worship you Tara... let me worship you baby." "We can't." I whisper. The moisture is forming between my legs. His grip on my chin and hip is firm. I started this. I kissed him after he warned me. His words still rings in my ear, "Tara if I kiss you I won't be able to stop." Why didn't I listen? I'd be lying if I said I didn't want this. The heat radiating off our bodies was enough to burn us both alive. "We shouldn't." I whisper with my eyes closed. Our lips are so close. I want to kiss him. Fuck that. I want him to fuck me. I want him to dominate me. I want him to do the nastiest things to me. But...... he's my stepdad

His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart. Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness. Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in. Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead

Part 2 of The Replacement Wife

"My mother always told me not to play with fire. I guess I should've listened." ... Alana has spent her life adhering to strict rules, raised in a family where appearances meant everything. Trained to be the perfect daughter-calm, composed, and obedient-she's never dared to step out of line or show her true self. Sergei has been betrayed more times than he can count, leaving him hardened, ruthless, and haunted by paranoia. He's built walls no one can penetrate, trusting only in his own power to survive. ... When a professional encounter with an angry Sergei at Alana's job leads her to be kidnapped, she's thrown into his ruthless underworld, held captive in exchange for her life. What will happen when their lives collide in a marriage neither wants but can't resist? Will their undeniable passion spark the possibility of love or will it fade once reality hits? #1 in enemies #1 in dark #1 in darkromance #1 in mafiaromance #1 in manipulation #1 in adultthemes #1 in captive #1 in russian #1 in heartbreak