"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw

"I don't fuck girls who can't listen," she carefully whispered, pulling back to gauge my narrowed reaction before she continued, "Maybe be a good girl next time." And just like that she went to pull away. Well, that was before I wrapped my toned legs around her torso and roughly pulled her back into me. Again, I hate being told no. ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ After getting involved with Noa Vitali, a mafia boss to whom her older brother was an underboss to, Lunden Spade finds herself striking up an explicit deal, piquing both of their interests. Will Lunden find her limits being pushed entirely too far for her liking? And more importantly... Will she like it?

Adrienne Brookes is a highschool senior with a sharp tongue and a talent for trouble. Her sarcasm is a shield, one she learned to wield early, because surviving her home life means never letting anyone see too much. And Adrienne has secrets. More than she can carry. But one slip in her carefully crafted mask is all it takes for Ivy Adair, her cold and calculating psychology teacher, to notice the cracks. Ivy is the last person Adrienne should trust, and the only one she can't seem to stay away from. Wanting distance is easy. Keeping it is impossible. ‼️ GAY ‼️ SEXUAL CONTENT ‼️ ABUSE AND VIOLENCE - There will not be warnings in individual chapters. This book is for mature audiences only. Do not read if sensitive to the above content.

They call her MONSTER... but I want her anyway. *** Hizuki "Zuki" runs this city on blood and fear. Everyone knows it. Everyone fears her. Everyone except Irene, the one person she's not supposed to touch. A fragile truce forces them into marriage, and Zuki turns Irene's life into her personal, dangerous playground. She's possessive, intoxicating, and has made one thing perfectly clear: no one else gets to play with what's hers. Irene knows she should be terrified. But the predator in Zuki's dark eyes isn't just scary. It's a "fuck around and find out" level of irresistible. Who's claiming who: the bloodstained queen, or the pawn who's not playing by the rules?

"Who do you belong to?" Ezmeralda demanded, her tone sharp, the question more than just a claim-it was a command. "You-" Olivia groaned, struggling to finish the sentence as her body shook violently. "I belong to El Jefa," she sputtered out desperately, her pride dissolving in the heat of the moment. She no longer cared about holding onto any sense of self; the pleasure was too overwhelming, too good to resist. "Cum, pretty girl," Ezmeralda allowed with a satisfied smile, granting Olivia the release she so desperately craved. Olivia's birthday night takes an unexpected turn when she and her best friend, Phoebe, venture out in search of an authentic Cuban experience. Tired of the typical tourist spots, Olivia persuades a reluctant Phoebe to explore a local restaurant she remembered seeing from their taxi ride. Upon stumbling on something Olivia shouldn't have seen, the girls are thrust into a nightmare, held captive by Ezmeralda, who reveals her affiliation with the Cuban cartel. She gives them a chilling ultimatum: marry into the cartel or face certain death. Olivia, desperate to protect Phoebe, tries to negotiate, offering herself in exchange for her friend's freedom. However, Ezmeralda dismisses the compromise, making it clear that in the cartel, there are no negotiations - only orders and consequences. WARNING: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH OF A CHILD SMUT VIOLENCE USE OF SUBSTANCES this is a dark romance so please do not expect it to all sunshine and rainbows. all sexual scenes are consensual and legal. 🏆 #1 Cuba 🏆 #6 gxg

ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ ɢᴀꜱᴘᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀᴛᴀʀᴀ'ꜱ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ʜᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀꜰ, ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴜɢɢɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀꜱʜ. "ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʀᴜʟᴇ," ᴀᴛᴀʀᴀ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀᴇᴅ, ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪɴᴛ ʙʀᴜꜱʜ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴇʏᴇꜱ ʟᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. "ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋ." ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ'ꜱ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʀᴀᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʀɪʙꜱ. "ʏ-ʏᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀ'ᴀᴍ," ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴍᴍᴇʀᴇᴅ. ᴀ ʜᴜᴍ ᴠɪʙʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀᴛᴀʀᴀ'ꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ, ʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇᴅ. ꜱʜᴇ ɴᴀʀʀᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ, ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ɢʀᴀꜱᴘ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ... ꜱʜᴇ ɪɴʜᴀʟᴇᴅ, ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ ꜱᴘɪʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀɪʙʙᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʀᴜꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ'ꜱ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴍᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ. ʜᴇʀ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴛɪɢʜᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ʙʀɪᴇꜰʟʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀꜰ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴡꜱ ᴅʀᴇᴡ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. "ᴅᴏ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ?" ᴀᴛᴀʀᴀ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ, ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛɪʟᴛɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏꜱɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴛʏ. ɪᴄᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏᴅᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ'ꜱ ᴠᴇɪɴꜱ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ꜰᴜᴄᴋ.

She's smart, ruthless, and untouchable. The youngest woman to ever lead her family's mafia empire. But no amount of strategy or power can prepare Daniela Santoro for the rival who's been waiting twenty years for revenge. He kidnaps the one person who has captured her attention, and her heart. Siena Virelli is clever, brave, and stubborn enough to challenge the mafia boss at every turn, forcing her to confront feelings she's never allowed herself to feel. In a game of loyalty, vengeance, and dangerous love, every decision could cost them everything. Will their connection survive the chaos, or will the weight of the past destroy the future they're both desperate to hold onto? All visuals done by @easternsixteen

A young mafia heiress fights to prove she can rule with both strength and vision, determined not to be overshadowed by the legacy of her late father. Across from her stands an undercover cop, fueled by grief, willing to risk everything to infiltrate the empire she blames for her brother's death. When their paths collide, loyalty and deception blur into something far more dangerous-an attraction neither of them can deny. Bound by secrets and torn by duty, both must face a question that could change everything: in a world built on betrayal, can love survive?

Milan Roman, a fierce and determined woman on a mission, is returning to her family's powerful mafia after a three-year absence. Alongside her twin brother, she's poised to take control of the organization her mother once ruled. But her return isn't without complications-she must work alongside Cairo Lee, a woman who was a major part in Milan's life before their relationship fractured. Their past is complicated, full of unresolved tension and emotional baggage, and now Milan needs Cairo's help to solidify her position in the exclusive mafia world. As old feelings resurface and new challenges arise, Milan must navigate the dangerous balance of power, family loyalty, and rekindling a relationship with Cairo that could either save or destroy everything she's fought for.

Stella is in Spain on vacation with her best friend. She went to a club to have fun and to escape the stress but what happens when she meets the eyes of the owner? The cold-hearted mafia boss can't let her out of her sight all night long. She wants her and she is going to get her. That's what she thought. She didn't want the younger girl to know that she's in the mafia but that didn't last long. The moment Stella found out how dangerous Ximena is, she tries to escape. 𖧷𖧷𖧷 I walk faster, my legs trembling, panic surging anew. When i dare a glance over my shoulders, she's there-her silhouette stalking towards me with deadly precision. Run. My mind screams at me, and i break into a desperate sprint. But i don't make it far. Strong hands grab my waist, yanking me back with frightening ease. My body collides with hers, and im suddenly pressed against her chest, warm and unyielding. I struggle, twisting in her grip, but her hold only tightens. "I think we weren't finished in there, were we?" she hisses in my ear, her breath searing against the sensitive skin of my neck.