He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

" Look at you all sweaty and needy for my touch " Rafe grunted spreading my legs slightly to fit himself between, his eyes exploring my body. " Today l will ink myself under your skin in away that you will whimper when you look at yourself and you will only think of me when you touch yourself, " Renee Blue Tyson was a golden child turned wrong. Since her teenage years she yearned for something that she didn't know of. At seventeen she explored her body and learnt that she liked it rough and mostly she liked older men as they knew what they wanted and did. She discovers SHE'S NOT A VANILLA GIRL , she likes it with ropes, chokes and spanks. Now at twenty-three in her last year of college she stumbles in his safe place. Kirill Rafe Merceaux , is a 35year old rich successful business man by the day , a tattoo artist in the evening and a monster in bed at night and when a 5'3 raven haired girl which captivating dark chocolate eyes knocks into him, he knows he's ruined and most importantly he knows he's going to drag her with him. Willingly or Not.

Valentina struggles to keep her life together after giving birth to her son, and the baby's father is nowhere to be seen. Vincenzo 'Enzo' as they call him, is a ruthless mafia leader, but he feels like he is missing something. Someone. One fateful night, Valentina gets caught up hiding inside a store, as there is a robbery going on, and Vincenzo just happens to see her running out of the back door. Will Valentina trust him, or will she keep her walls built high?

[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

"My twin bosses want me... I am their toy." ❦ Ciara Nevera was a lonely woman. She didn't go on dates, or occasionally update her social media and dating sites. Burying herself in work at Armani Industries, she rarely had a social life. After receiving countless job offers when they got wind about her outstanding performance, she came to realize that she was receiving far less than deserved from her job. Ciara marched into her boss's office and demanded a promotion. She didn't expect her demands to be met with her falling to her knees and a c*ck at her lips. She especially didn't expect it not to be her boss at all, but his twin brother. How did she find out? Well, her actual boss slammed open the office door--so angry smoke was coming out his ears. But the story did not end there... why have one when you can have both?

𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 ---- Celeste Costelle fled France with many unresolved problems that have been catching up with her lately. Even when she's made an infamous name for herself with the help of the Irish mafia, the assassin can't seem to outrun her past and so she ends up right into the hands of her enemy. Dante Alessi became the youngest capo of the Italian-American mafia after his parents got assassinated. Now, seven years later he finds out that the Irish mafia are recreating the poison that killed his parents. He's standing before piles of unanswered questions, and when the one person that has been nothing but a nuisance to him for years shows up at his doorstep, he might finally get some answers. Follow the story of two people who were thrown head first into lives of violence and crime as their pasts and futures intertwine ---- - 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 - 𝙀𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 - 𝘼𝙜𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙥 - 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙮 - 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩

~This book is currently finished but is ongoing for editing and changes~ I continue to look at him and his dark, blue eyes were burning through me, maintaining contact with mine as they didn't dare move away. He sure knows how to hold contact. My body was burning, every inch of it, I could feel it. It was getting way too warm in here. This man was making me feel things I didn't even know that was capable. I needed him. I certainly wanted him. I watched his gaze move down onto my lips as he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth. I didn't even notice how close he was to me until he stepped forward, closing the gap between us. I'm also baring in mind that my brother and his friends are literally right next door and here we are, being this extremely close to each other. That's what makes this even more nerve racking. One hand was holding my hip and his other hand was secured on my thigh, preventing me from falling down from the counter, his nose beginning to lightly touch the tip of mine as he lowered his forehead closer to me. The low part of my belly was aching him. I wanted him to do something. To fulfil my needs. I don't know where the hell the courage came from as the next two words fell out of me. "Kiss me." *** Aurora Rianne. A girl with painful memories from a troubled past that she does not like to be reminded of. But she can't help it as the nightmares continue to remind her of them when she falls asleep. She tries so hard to run away but they always reach her. Lyle Anderson. A man, also with a troubled past that's led him to have insomnia, but he does not like to talk about it. Nobody knows. He's never opened up to anyone. Until she came into his life. He finds himself feeling comfort in her presence and opens up, something he never thought he was capable of. When Aurora and Lyle meet, they don't know that the solution to their problems was each other. *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes

||completed|| "If loving her is a weakness, I am only a weak man." - Massimo Giordani Massimo Giordani. Even thinking about him sends shivers down your spine. A cold blooded killer and leader of the notorious Ace Mafia. He stops at nothing to get what he wants and that's exactly what happens when he meets her. Isabella Martínez. The innocent girl who just wanted someone to love her the way that no one did. But, when she meets him, she gets more than she bargained for. It's not as easy as you think, having people try to end their catastrophic love. Will their feelings for each other overcome it all? Or will the pressure and harm done, physically and mentally, chip away at the remaining cracks forming between them, until it's too late. This is their story. *** Highest Ranking: #1 in amore #1 in mob #1 in boss #1 in stripper #1 in italian #1 in don #1 in gangs #2 in maid #7 in mafia #8 in mature [unedited]