"Daddy, please touch me." I beg, desperately grinding myself against him. He smiles warmly at me and brushes his hands down my body in a lovingly caress. "Does my pretty baby need daddy's help? I nod eagerly, "Please!" His fingers run from my waist down to my thighs as he lifts them up gently, placing them on either side of his head. "So fucking perfect, sweetheart." ~♡︎~♡︎~♡︎~♡︎~♡~︎♡︎~ Serena Abelli is a 19 year old baker. Known for being the sweetheart around town, the pureness in her soul touching everyone, including 26 year old Emilio Hades. Don of the American-Italian mafia, Emilio doesn't have time for love. That was until Serena's light touched his dark soul, and he knew she was Forever His.

She escaped a cult. Now she's stuck with a man who kills for a living and flirts like it's foreplay. Thalia Creed was supposed to be a vessel. Chosen. Branded. Broken. Instead, she ran straight into the arms of a Yakuza heir with a thirst for revenge and a soft spot for her scowl. Ezriel Raikou is rich, dangerous, and way too good at getting under her skin. He wants her safe. She wants him to shut up. But neither of them is getting what they want, not without a little ruin. To escape a lie is one thing. To survive the truth is another.

"The things I've done with you in my thoughts would make the devil blush, Angel." How quickly one's life can change. From one hell to another, but perhaps this one would be favourable to her. ▪Dark romance ▪Mature scenes ▪Sexual content ▪Anti-hero ▪Angst

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

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