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.

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Imani Robinson is 22 and used to surviving on her own. Stripping pays the bills, but the stage is the only place she lets anyone get close. In her world, love is a luxury, trust is a risk, and men are just customers. Silas Greene is 25 and born into violence. As a ruthless mafia lord, his name carries power, fear, and a trail of bodies. He doesn't believe in love-only loyalty, control, and consequences. But when Silas sees Imani, he doesn't just want her. He needs her. He doesn't care about the rules. She doesn't want to be owned. Too bad neither of them gets a choice. this story contains explicit sexual content, strong language, and emotionally intense scenes. please read at your own pace and comfort level. this is your final content warning moving forward.

| 2025 Wattys Shortlist 🖊️🧡! In Cairnwall, 1972, unaware of the mobster who has been threading across the narrow line of near psychotic obsession for over a year, finally makes himself known to her. His unwavering attraction to her is forbidden, frowned upon by many, and they both know this. But he doesn't care. Before her, no one was able to crack through his mask, but she smashes through it without effort-without needing to say a word. She makes his heart-something he cast aside long ago-stumble and stammer with a simple smile. Her breath catches when he glances her way, her heart burning when he pulls away, but she would rather push him away, keep their coupling hidden away, locked behind closed doors, and deep within the depths of the shadows. She wants to protect herself from the scrutiny society will cast upon her for having the gall to be with him, but he wants to put her on his throne and make society kiss her feet. What will happen when two worlds that should not even glide past each other end up crashing?

"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.

"I would die for her. I would kill for her. I would bleed to death for her if she told me to. I would bleed red. I would bleed any color she wanted me to for her."

Ocean Allister is a twenty-seven-year-old from New Orleans. She moves to California with her close friends for a promising job offer, little did she know her boss would be one of the most desirable men in Los Angeles. Luciano Lombardi already carries the world on his shoulders. A heartbreak and betrayal left him to care for four other people apart from himself. He puts his family above everything, and what happens when a new addition to the business steers his head somewhere else. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ "I'm aware that I was being overbearing" he breaks the silence. "Mhm, it's fine" I keep my head against the window, ready to take off. "If it's fine... why won't you look at me?" He sighs. I know he is right. So I face him, he is closer than I thought. My nose almost brushes his in the motion. My stomach twists with butterflies and my fingers itch to do something. I remember our little kiss vividly, my lips felt tingly even after. His lips were like no others, soft and the perfect fit against mine. This time around I'm not the one initiating it. Luciano doesn't let a beat pass until he kisses me.

The Second Book of The Under Series {First Book; Under Oath} "Then show me. Strip." Danielle Carter wasn't innocent, nor was she trying to be. Orphaned too late in life to be chosen, and too young to survive on her own, she drifted through the foster system until she aged out at eighteen. Life didn't offer her a safety net, so she made one herself. Chicago taught her quickly how to survive-how to move fast and how to use her body to keep food on the table and a roof over her head. She became a stripper because she had to. And for a while, it worked. By twenty-three, Danielle had already lived a life most people would rather not imagine. Fast money. Faster nights. But, Eventually, she realized the truth-what paid well also buried girls young. So she ran. New York was supposed to be her reset. A clean start. A chance at normalcy. A real W-2 job. But how do you enter "normal society" when your resume is empty and your only experience is stripping? Doors stayed closed. Weeks passed. Money thinned. Then, finally, one door opened. Roman Volkov. Cold. Distant. A Russian self-made billionaire whose global finance empire moves money and assets across borders-clean on paper, dirty beneath the surface. His reputation keeps people careful. His assistants never last. Until Danielle. She's used to men like him. Powerful. Dangerous. Accustomed to being obeyed. When no one else can handle his tone, his demands, his presence-she can. And Roman notices. What begins as just a job turns into something charged. Long nights. Lingering tension. Hunger. Bianca tells herself she's survived worse. Escaped worse. But Roman Volkov is a different kind of danger. Desire doesn't stay contained forever. As boundaries blur and attraction darkens, Bianca finds herself pulled into a world where ambition and temptation collide-and where walking away may cost more than she's willing to lose.

"You don't know what you do to me," he murmured against my skin. "You really don't." - Honesty, a Black girl with a sharp tongue and a bad attitude. lives in Brick City, a row of red-brick apartments know for gangbangers and old grandmothers who yearn for a better place to live. She works nights at a corner store, saving every dollar to get her little brother out of the environment before he becomes part of it. She doesn't have time for love, drama, or distractions. Then Cesar, a quiet white boy with a raspy voice and sweet way with words, moves into the building next door. Who is just trying to make a living off his mechanic job. What happens when these two cross paths and fall in love? Read to find out. #2 hoodlove #4 bwwm #3 blacklove

Lyric Brown is a Bronx-born hurricane-part bartender, part artist, all heart. In LA, she craves more than survival; she wants to feel alive. Vanilla, acrylic paint, and stubborn hope cling to her skin like second nature. She doesn't follow rules, and she definitely doesn't follow men. But Diego Romierz isn't just any man. Diego lives in shadows-quiet power wrapped in Cuban silk and cold smoke. He built his empire on secrets and fists, never letting anyone close enough to see the scars underneath. Lyric was supposed to be a distraction. A risk he could control. One night, one broken rule, and a missed period later, they're both pulled into something neither of them knows how to hold. Love. Trust. A heartbeat on a screen. And for two people who've only ever known how to fight, family might be the hardest battle yet.