Amanda decided to help her brother's bestfriend to stop his wedding and in order to do that she must act like a pregnant women. Though she manages to help him, she herself gets into a problem, a problem of falling in love with a Mafia leader named Xavier. Xavier Lucian believes that anything he sets his eyes on is his, and when he sees Amanda in a restaurant with four guys lets say he wanted her no matter what. But he didn't know that even god was planning their meeting. ~ All pictures belong to the rightful owners~

★★★TOP 5 WATTPAD ROMANCE NOVEL (reached #5)!★★★ When Sera's new art teacher mistakes her for a model and demands that she strip naked, sparks start to fly. Will Mr Marek be able to keep his student at arm's length after seeing everything she has to offer? His Model Student is the latest SIZZLINGLY HOT student-teacher romance from Noël Cades.

Rated-R This is a twisted love story. He saw and wanted her; simple admiration turned into obsession. Rafaela Vintangé always gets what he wants, but when he found out that Loala was leaving the country, he sent his men to kidnap her. What could possibly go wrong? *Story contains sexual, emotional, physical abuse. It contains strong language and violence please be warned. * 18+

Sequel - Mafia's Desire - is out on my profile now! The moment I approached his isolated mansion in the middle of the woods, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment he showed me the first hint of kindness, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment he first kissed me, I knew my life was forever changed. Arsenio Campione, leader of the Campione organized crime family, saved me, a broken girl who had escaped from a broken home. **** He moved up and sat on his knees between my legs. His hands gripped my hips. "I need you, Arsenio. Please," I begged. I knew he wanted this too, but he was hesitant. He wanted to make sure I was serious, and I was. I had never been so sure of anything. I wanted him. He tightened his hold on my bare hips. "I can't hold back anymore, Eloise. I need you, too." "I don't want you to hold back," I whispered against his lips. Disclaimer: I do not speak Italian. I translated English to Italian using Google Translate. Also, thanks @idemen-san for creating the cover!

Teacher x Student. Dominant x Submissive. Get Tied in.....

"You looked at what was inside the SD card, didn't you?" Soomi deadpanned, your best friend knew your natural curious nature all too well. "Hehehe you know me so well." You cheekily laughed before grinning, knowing exactly what sort of lecture was heading your way. "(Y/N) YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T LOOK THROUGH OTHER PHOTOGRAPHERS SD CARDS, IT'S LIKE~." "Looking through someone's diary yes I know. Now, look at who's yelling." You sent her a playful smirk which only earned you a smack on the head in return. "If you know, why'd you do it?" She placed her left hand on her hip in a disappointed manner before you quickly wave your hands up in the air in denial. "Yes but that's not the point~." "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT'S NOT THE POINT~." You quickly covered her mouth with the palm of your hand and hissed at the talkative girl. "LISTEN. There where these odd candid photos of important politicians and lawyers and such but the crazy thing is a few where killed DURING THIS PAST WEEK!" You yelped, further emphasising your point. "Nah that can't be, are you telling me this SD card is some kind of Hitlist or something?" Soomi quickly brushed off the crazy idea you had just pitched, she loved you but this idea was just too hard to believe. "YES, THAT'S EXACTLY- what I am saying!" . Begun: 11/3/2018 Concluded: 12/5/2019

"Who are you?" He says with authority. Say something dammit. I can't. In all my 18 years of living I have never seen someone who so- "I don't have all day. Who are you!" He yells cutting me out of my thoughts. "R-Rachel t-Taylor. My name is Rachel Taylor." I manage to stutter out. He looks at me for a moment before walking over to me and crouching down at my feet. "Why are you here?" "I-I was h-hoping you c-could tell me that." I say in hopes of not getting hit again. "Is that so?" A smirk appears on his face, but as fast as it came it went. The door opens again but this time its the man who kidnapped me that walks in. His face turns pale when he sees the man crouched down in front of me. I scoot away from him before he can even think about coming near me. "B-boss I thought you were in Italy with the Don." He clears his throat adjusting his shirt collar. The man sitting in front of me turns to look at him and then back at me. So this is the boss? But he's so...young.

Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much?" I frowned at the shadowed man, in an expensive looking car. "Excuse me? I don't understand..." realization dawned on me, as I looked at my skimpy club attire. I raised my hands, "I-I'm not a prostitute." I felt his dark eyes analyzing me and suddenly I was aware of the situation. I began backing up, as panic washed through me. "Get in the car." His growl came, and with that, I turned on my heels and ran. *** Calla Levkin didn't want to go out clubbing for her 18th birthday. She didn't want her friends to dress her in slutty attire. She didn't want to be mistaken as a prostitute. She didn't want to be kidnapped and sold into the Mafia. And most of all, she didn't want to catch the attention of Sinister Velkov, the first in command of the Russian Mafia. But life can't give you everything that you want...sometimes life gives you just the opposite. *** Completed on 4/7/18 This is book one in the "I Am Not A Prostitute" series! Book two is "Come Back To Me" REVIEWS: "I have been reading Wattpad books for 5 years, and never have i found a book with so much humor and passion. I have instantly fell in love with the characters. This book is filled to the brim with emotion, action, and SMUT!! I will definitely be purchasing my own copy when it's released on amazon!" -@trinityxo30 "A raw and beautiful piece of art that will keep you on the edge of your seat" -@o0krysralized0o "A brilliantly captivating story. Written by an author that takes her time to respond and care for her readers." -@eirinnobrien "My favorite book on Wattpad, beautifully written, makes me cry, laugh, and scream all at the same time fav book ." -@satanchick

22 year old Love Heart has just finished college and is now working in an Italian restaurant. What happens when she gets spotted by 30 year old italian Mafia Fulton night. Fulton has just found his prized possession. You are fucking mine Love and you can't say no your coming with me to where you belong.

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...