Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

Victoria Garcia, was the perfect resemblance of the devil. Also known as Nemesis, she was a relentless force in the world of assassination, her very name striking fear into the hearts of her targets. From a young age, she had been molded into the perfect killer, detached and ruthless, her emotions buried deep beneath a veneer of ice. Betrayed by the world and robbed of her family, trust had become an alien concept to her. But fate had a cruel twist in store for her. Victoria's life took an unexpected turn when she was thrust into the midst of her own blood, the Spanish Mafia, her biological brothers. Forced to confront her past and the family she never knew, she found herself walking a treacherous tightrope between the world she had known as Nemesis and the complexities of family loyalty. As she navigated this perilous new terrain, Victoria would be pushed to her limits, forced to question everything she believed about herself, her family, and the very nature of trust. In this gripping tale of redemption, revenge, and the quest for identity, Victoria's journey would ultimately determine whether she remained the feared Nemesis or could find a path to her own salvation.

𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕗𝕚𝕒 𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 -------------ꨄ------------ 𝑰𝑺𝑨𝑫𝑶𝑹𝑨 𝑩𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑺 - The girl of the ocean, who grew up learning how to ride the waves of the sea before her seventh birthday. With her bubbly charm and reckless bravery, she was loved in California and seemed to have her entire life figured out. But when a dark shadow is revealed from the past, what will happen to her and the fairytale life she once dreamed of having? 𝑳𝑼𝑪𝑨 𝑮𝑰𝑶𝑽𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑰 - The devil himself. The killer. Newly crowned leader of the Italian Mafia, Giovanni makes it his personal mission to get revenge on the man responsive for his younger brother's death all those years ago. Driven by this vengeance, he travels halfway across the world to ensure that Isadora's father is the one that pays for his crimes. And what better way to make him suffer than forcing Isadora's hand in marriage? -------------ꨄ------------

A forced marriage for the sake of her country. A Sicilian, fierce princess and a dangerous, ruthless underboss is forced to find a way out of their storm, their hatred for each other is heavy but will lust overpower it? ******* They both hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, their fates were intertwined together. Carmela Russo is a fierce, confident and powerful princess, At 25 years old. she is the heiress and the only daughter. she's established herself as a independent boss bitch. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Dante De Luca didn't need a crown to rule - just a glare cold enough to stop a man's heart. he was the underboss of the Russian mafia, At 28 years old. an Italian name buried deep in Russian bloodlines but everyone knew how he'd earned his reputation. Torture was an art form to Dante. Mercy was a foreign language he refused to learn. he was the last man you ever wanted to owe, and the last face you'd ever see if you did. But when fate ties them together in an unexpected marriage, they're pulled into a whirlwind of passion, secrets, and power. Amid the chaos and clashing worlds, one question remains , can love grow in the eye of the storm, or will it tear them apart? ^^^^^ #1 in enemies with benefits✨

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Lonzo Mattia doesn't like strangers. When his underboss, Gabriel, invites his sister, Alexia, to stay at their house when her parents can no longer guarantee her safety, Lonzo is anything but pleased. The last thing he needs is something else to worry about, he only wants to build his empire without distractions. Alexia Dalton knows what she wants in life. After being brought up by vigilantes, Alexia wants to make a different path from the one that is set out for her. But when she moves into the mafia boss's house, nothing is simple when there are two mutual feelings between them. Hate and a lot of uncontrollable lust. Neither of them want to admit that they love the taste of it. ✧ ✧ ✧ Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Brother's boss/best friend - Forbidden Love - Strong FMC/Grumpy MMC - He falls first and harder - Dark themes - Spicy scenes

This is for people to come together and do the things on the title :)

Love isn't always gentle. Sometimes, it's cruel. Sometimes, it's obsessive. And sometimes, it's dark enough to ruin you. Mia Romano was born into silence, and the world ensured her suffering for it. As the mute daughter of the Chicago Mafia's consigliere, she was treated like a defect, a flaw to be erased. With no voice, she felt invisible at least in the ways that mattered. She was mocked, mishandled, and used. In her own home, she existed only when her father needed something to break. And even then, he didn't hesitate. Not once. By twelve, she understood the weight of fear like a second skin. She learned how to survive by shrinking, how to disappear without moving. But monsters have a way of sniffing out the quietest prey. Remo Vittorio was the worst kind of monster. As the Capo of Las Vegas, his name was spoken only in whispers, if at all. He didn't rule with fear; he was fear itself. He built an empire on blood and silence, a storm that came without warning, an executioner who didn't flinch. Men twice his size bowed to him. Entire families vanished under his orders. His mercy was a myth. He felt no guilt. He didn't believe in love. But the first time he saw her, fragile and wide-eyed, a porcelain doll surrounded by wolves, something inside him cracked. Not softened. Not healed. She was terrified of him, and that only made it worse. Because Remo Vittorio didn't know how to love gently. He only knew how to keep. And once something was in his grasp, he never let go. An angel was given into the hands of the devil himself.