it's the sequel to "the mate of his nanny 1" that I have to post separately because the story is 252 chapters and we can only post 200 per story !!

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Caira Taylor and Carter Smith have known each other all their lives, and have been friends for as long as they can remember. But when Carter moves to New York, he leaves his life and Caira behind. They become young adults separately, and find each other five years later. A lot has changed in their lives and the relationship they once had will never be the same.

ONLY CHAPTERS 1-5 ARE AVAILABLE! Seventeen-year-old Diamond Carter has a lot on her plate with a crack headed mother, having to raise her brother, and also going to school. But all that changes when she meets a local thug. Can this thug make everything right in Diamond's life? Read this hood love story to find out. © 2012 Ebony Goddess

"This was suppose to be easy, nobody was suppose to get hurt". Twenty year old Ivory Santana was what most people would call friendly and caring. She'd be the person you'd least expect to have a father running one of the biggest drug trafficking industry's in America. Ivory has went through great measures keeping that part of her life private while attending college at NYU, that is until she's taken. Twenty two year old Jade and his older brother Ohaji are 2 completely different types of people that you wouldn't expect to even associate with each other if they weren't related. With dreams of one day being as legendary as their father once was. The two brothers were given the task of kidnapping their boss, big Al's enemy's daughter until he agrees to compromise. Sounds simple enough right? WRONG. What happens when Ivory teams up with the brothers and this turns into a cat and mouse game between bonds and blood?

Khari Valentine is a basketball player from New Orleans, Louisiana who seems to be very rough around the edges. His move to Washington, DC to play college ball for Georgetown University is less than smooth. He meets a very well rounded young lady in Malia King. She's smart, beautiful, spiritual, and patient. Can they build a friendship or would the two think that they have nothing in common?

Living in her sisters shadow became normal to Justine as she got older. She tends to be a lost face in the crowd which frankly, she doesn't mind. While other junior's in high school are busy getting drunk and turning up, she finds enjoyment in catching up on next weeks assignment at school. She's always had a good head on her shoulders even with all the temptations around her. She's the type of girl who can be breaking down inside, but still look at you and smile. Suddenly a tragedy hits, making her life spiral out of control. To add to the confusion and chaos, she finds herself falling in love. She had always been good at hiding her emotions and convincing people of things until a certain someone comes along who sees the real her. ON HOLD

Meet 19 year old Zih'aira (Zy-air-a) King. Abondoned by the one she loved and left to raise a child on her own. No one ever said it'll be easy. Here's the life and times of Zih ! Enjoy !

Mercedes is from the projects and Hood of Harlem. She was a good girl though. Her mom was smoked out and she had a little sister to raise and take care of plus it being her senior year she had her priorities in line...That is until she Mets bad boy street thug Calvin. He was sexyyy..beyond that! But if she got involved with a Guy like him, she'd only face trouble. Or that real Hood Love. Will Calvin and Mercedes be the streets new IT couple? OR will he only make drama using and abusing her for what she's got? Its only a matter of time before you find out what drama and sparks are revealed. ©copyrights 2012/2013 A'Shantii -- NOT EDITED ^^ YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !

"You're beautiful," he whispered in my ear as I danced against his lap, grinding into him provocatively. I could hear a smirk on his lips as his hands came around my waist and pulled me against him, nearly ruining my routine. "But I'm not stupid," I huffed, yanking out of his grip and finishing his lap dance by turning to face him completely and straddling his hips, my lips nipping up his tattooed neck, tongue slipping underneath the collar of his hoodie and slipping across his collarbones causing him to shudder, hands moving once again to my lower back and holding me in place, fingers slipping under my booty shorts, something papery being put between my G-string and asscrack. "Then what made you chose this job of all things?" he inquired as I breathed down his neck seductively and rubbed my chest against his, the song starting to come to a close. "Circumstance," I said quietly as the song ended completely and I backed off, his friends began to laugh and cheer, money being tossed at me. Hurriedly, I gathered it all up before swaggering off, swaying my hips maybe a bit too much, the feeling of the rolled cash in my thong all to familiar, my heart beating too fast, the Adderall fading quickly, and strange butterflies smacking against the inside of my stomach as I dizzily slipped into the dressing room and collapsed against the wall, unwanted tears slipping quietly down my cheeks, smudging my makeup. I hated my job. *** Sixteen-year-old Karmen Kingsten hasn't had it good all her life, her mother being a pill-popper druggie and her father having left awhile ago. To add to her plate she has to get through highschool still and care for her baby cousin. The only way to support her family is through stripping. Karmen's barely holding on, the only thing keeping her sane is baby Benz. But what happens when Karmen's life gets entangled with an upcoming rapper's, job complications, addiction, her past, and the ultimate threat--her heart being broken..?