Lucian placed my legs on his lap, took my shoes off, and began rubbing my feet. "How was your day at the gallery?" he asked. "It was so boring," I began. "Wednesdays are always so uneventful..." As I was explaining, his hands began to move up my thigh and underneath my dress. He started rubbing my pussy over my panties. "Mmm," I moaned, trying to grab his arm lightly. "Move your hand & continue, little girl," he commanded. I tried to continue telling him about my boring ass day at work, but the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. "I can't," I gasped. He growled darkly. "Mmm, you want me to suck on your pussy again, don't you, angel?" I whimpered. "Mmm..." Lucian stopped rubbing my pussy and grabbed my neck lightly but effectively. "Answer me when I'm talking to you, Nyla. I want to hear you beg for it. You hear me?" "Yes, Lucian," I breathed out. He smiled lightly. "Good girl. Such a good girl." Then he kissed me with so much lust and passion that my pussy was soaked, and I honestly couldn't wait.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧. ꙬꙬꙬꙬ All that Yara Morello was told all her life was that she was the shame of the family. She was a mistake that was never supposed to happen, a disgrace to be shunned and cast away. She yearned for freedom, a chance to forge her own destiny on her terms. Except freedom wasn't part of the plan anymore when her father makes her a candidate for an arranged marriage in place of her half sister. Secrets get revealed, the past pays a visit to the present. She discovers that the true cost of freedom was far greater than she had ever imagined or bargained. ♈︎♈︎♈︎ -𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 -𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 -𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥

•SEQUEL TO COMPLETE ME• [COMPLETED] Lily Morello and Aleksio Bogdani have been friends since they were little kids. Now they are older but are yet to acknowledge their strong feelings for each other. To make things worse, Lily's overprotective dad, Kaden, will do anything to make sure Aleksio stays far away from his little girl. Especially when Aleksio is following in his father's footsteps by being a part of the Albanian Mafia.

I walk backwards with Silva slowly stalking towards me with a crazed look on his face. He had his shirt unbuttoned and his hair damp from sweating. "Why are you here?" I ask him calmly trying not to show that I am scared, he chuckles darkly rubbing his hands through his hair something he did when he was upset. "What do you mean? I just came to bring my girl home; you still are my girl, right?" "I never said I wasn't. But you're acting insane right now." I tell him. Sweat formed with from the fear of what is to come. "I'm insane? You're the one with the knife in your hand not me! Look what you did to me!" I don't even look at his torso already aware of its damage. "Look what you did to me! What did you expect me to do Silva?! I don't want to hurt you anymore but I fucking will if you keep pushing me!" I was screaming on the top of my lungs waving the knife like a mad women. "Be a good girl and use it on me like you want." I wipe my endless tears shaking my head. "Come on Nastasia do it!" I scream as I watch him lunge at me, on instinct I swing the knife slicing into his arm. I gasp instantly dropping it and we both stand still as his blood drips . We stood in silence until he silently began laughing, I watch him touch his arm to feel the blood in his hands. "That's it Stasi let's play." He takes shirt completely off before coming at me again.

"Yes, Mr. Khan?" She answers innocently. "Get your ass back to this truck, right now." "You can't handle it yourself?" She asks in her professional voice, clearly around other people. "A bit tied up at the moment." "Don't bullshit me, Deanna." "I understand you're overwhelmed, Mr. Khan, but I'm sure there's a more polite way we can go about this conversation." She's killing me. "Nothing about the way I'm going to fuck you is polite, Ms. Wilmington. I thought you would understand by now that I'm not the one to play these kinds of games with," I say into the phone ______________ Deanna Wilmington didn't expect to fall in love when she joined Khan Developments and Real Estate as the Vice President of Design and Development. After spending years perfecting her craft around the world, Deanna was ready to bring her talents home and settle down. But working alongside her new boss, Harrison Khan, changes her set morals; Don't Fraternize Within The Workplace. Harrison Khan, a celebrated CEO and single father, has built an empire with his creativity and drive, along side his brothers. He's also fiercely private, shielding his young daughter from the spotlight. When sparks fly between him and Deanna, their connection grows into a love neither of them saw coming. But their happiness comes at a price. As the past comes to the present, Harrison becomes the target of malicious rumors and false allegations that threaten not only his career but their burgeoning romance. The relentless scrutiny and a particularly convincing accusation shake Deanna's faith in Harrison, forcing her to make a heart-wrenching choice: to protect herself by walking away or to stand by the man she loves. As the truth unravels, Harrison and Deanna must navigate the fragile architecture of trust and forgiveness. Will they find a way to rebuild what they've lost, or will the weight of the scandals prove too much for love to bear?

BOOK FIVE His spit mixed with my wetness, dripping down my thighs. "Dario-fuck-slow down," I whined, but he didn't. He shoved his tongue inside me, deep, then pulled back just to suck on my clit again. Over and over. Sloppy as hell.

Elliot Hale built his life on silence, control, and distance. Princess Turner lives loudly, freely, and without apology. When a shy billionaire and a confident dancer cross paths one unexpected night, their worlds collide in ways neither of them planned. What starts as curiosity turns into love that's messy, passionate, and life-changing. Through heartbreak, healing, family chaos, and unforgettable joy, Elliot and Princess learn that love isn't about where you come from but who you choose to become together. From one risky night to a lifetime of choosing each other.

"Will it kill you to back the fuck up?" I snapped. "Yes, princess," he whispered sweetly against my ear, voice full of that sick affection. "It would. I would drop dead right here if I couldn't be next to you." "My lucky day," I muttered sarcastically.

He left her to protect his bloodline. Now his bloodline is the one thing that could destroy him. Years ago, Amari Grant fell for Luca Moretti - heir to one of the most feared mafia families in Italy. He was her forbidden love, her undoing, and her heartbreak. When his family forced him to choose between his legacy and the woman he loved, Luca walked away... never knowing she was carrying his child. Amari built a new life in silence. She raised their son alone, far from Luca's world of guns and loyalty oaths. Now happily married and thriving. But secrets don't stay buried forever. When word of the boy reaches Luca's enemies, the unthinkable happens - her son is taken. Desperate and out of options, Amari does the last thing she ever thought she would: she goes back to Luca. The man who shattered her heart is now her only hope. When Luca learns the truth - that the child he's being asked to protect is his own - everything he's built starts to crumble. His marriage. His empire. His control. Now the ruthless don will burn the world to find his son and protect him... and the woman who still owns his heart. But rescuing them means war - and in the mafia, love is the deadliest weakness of all.

Nyah Young never expected to become trapped in the world of the Harris family. After a public humiliation at the hands of Asher Harris, the school's golden-boy quarterback, Nyah finds herself forced into a marriage neither of them wants. With a ruthless billionaire pulling the strings, escape isn't an option. Asher is furious. His whole future was football, scholarships, and getting out. Now he's stuck living under the same roof as the girl he blames for ruining everything. Angry, resentful, and determined to keep his distance, he's prepared to make their arrangement miserable. But living under the same roof changes everything. What begins as hatred slowly turns into something far more dangerous, and when jealousy, desire, and buried feelings collide, Nyah and Asher must decide whether their marriage is just a contract... or the beginning of something real. ~ So why lie, Asher?" I demanded, my voice trembling with a potent mix of burning anger and raw, deep-seated sadness. "You may be the absolute worst person on the entire planet, and clearly you love to hurt me but why cheat on your girlfriend? And why lie to my face about it?" Asher kept his eyes glued to the road, his grip tightening on the steering wheel. He let out a careless, irritatingly calm shrug. "Why not? I honestly didn't think you would go for it last night, but I guess I was wrong. And who am I to turn down sex? Plus, after you left the party, me and Lacey had a massive fight anyway." My jaw dropped, the sheer callousness of his words piercing straight through me. "Okay, and? She might be a total bitch, but that doesn't give you the right to cheat on her, and it definitely doesn't give you the right to lie to me about it! Why must you keep playing with me like this? What did I ever do to you for you to keep trying to hurt me so bad?" ~