Being a stalker came with its dangers in itself, but stalking the Italian mafia's princess? It was a task that could easily be rewarded with death. A deadly obsession. A just as powerful stalker. How will Maria deal with the rival mafias son being completely, utterly and irrevocably obsessed with her? . . . MARIA BIANCHI age 19 Protected and sheltered her whole life, by not just her overprotective parents but also her 3 older brothers. She always had a loving childhood but never the freedom to go out and explore. Homeschooled her whole life, she never got the chance to make many friends but her one best friend Isabella. Her mom's best friends daughter. What will she do when one day, when she is finally allowed to leave her house for a few hours she catches the eye of the worst man possible? The sole male heir to the rival mafia. The Russian mafia. ALEKSANDER PETROV age 23 One of the only two children of the Russian Don. He was raised lovingly but he never got the same care as his younger sister. He never resented her for it but grew to hate his father. The Russian Don. Feared by not just the citizens but also the government. Aleksander was known to be cold and heartless. He cared about no one and had no weak spot. Not even his dead mother who died giving birth to him. He was raised to be a don. He was never taught love, or kindness. Only cruelty and hate. So when he sees a brunette girl eating ice cream and feeding the ducks his heart doesnt know how to behave. And he does the only thing he's ever been taught. He fixates. (NONE OF THE PICTURES ARE MINE THEY ARE ALL FROM PINTEREST) #1 in stalkerromance, 25th & 26th January, 2026

18+ MATURE AUDIENCES A voice so tempting triggers the darkest parts of her mind. It's men like him she wanted to stay away from. To be completely honest she didn't know men like him existed. He controls a cruel underworld along with his new found lady. His money and political ties make him untouchable. So you can say it's true... power will forever belong to the shadows. -𝐃𝚨𝐑𝚱 𝐑𝐎𝚳𝚨𝚴𝐂𝐄 (Actively editing)

When I hit the asshole with my car, I should've just killed him. Now, I owe him. And he doesn't want my money. The worst part is that when I give him a ride home, 𝘮𝘺 mom walks out the front door. With his dad. My new stepdad. His plans for me just got a whole lot easier...

Silence. "HUH?" He laughs aiming the gun at my head. "Does this scare you, babe," he yells with anger. My heart was beating so fast it felt like I was bout to explode. I have never had a gun pointed at me before and damn it's scary. It does scare me but I can't let him know that. I look at him and see the devil in his eyes. He stares at me pointing the gun. "Why do you have blood on you?" I ask with a shaky voice. I take a deep breath. I cannot show him that I'm scared. "Where did you go yesterday?" he asks getting closer. "The fucking museum" I spat at him. "Watch your tone there babe," he says as he gets on the bed crawling towards me. He sits on top of me. He taps my forehead with the gun and with each tap he says a word. "Where" tap. "The" tap "Fuck" tap "Did" tap "You" tap "Go?". ~~~~~~ 18-Year-old Kehlani Paris ran away from LA. Only to make it to New York. The huge city she thought she would escape her fears. She was wrong. Instead, she bumps heads with the ruthless heartless billionaire Kilo Valentino turns her life around. From being Mr. Valentino's PA to being his wife she's living hell on earth. Lani slowly discovers the secrets Kilo has been hiding and the real reason for her marriage. Instant regrets, Lies, Desires, and hatred all form this perfect couple The Valentino's. MATURE CONTENT⚠️⚠️❌❌🛑🛑 Please be advised that this story contains mature themes and strong language. THIS IS NOT KEHLANI FANFICTION!! #1 In Kehlani! #2 In Fake Love

dissing what he said away I clear my throat " I appreciate your help Mr. knight, but how about we let the cops do their job? And my name is nessa or Ms. Richard ". He chuckles " I said it's none of your concern mio angelo" emphasizing the nickname. " stop calling me that " I snap. what the hell is his deal, yes im grateful he's here and im not alone with the man but he's making things worse by what he's doing. " I can call you whatever I want, you know why?" He asks pulling me into his chest for the second time this day. only thhis time it doesn't comfort me, it scares me even more. My breath gets hitched, I feel as if my heart will come out of my chest. not in a good way, he's creeping me out. he caresses my cheek with his finger and says" because you are mine". ------------------------------ Nessa Richard, a 23 years old girl who works as a personal assistant to the famous billionaire Austin black during the day and at night goes to the strip club to support her best friend sofie benette who is a doctor and a stripper. Nessa believes in love and is naive for her age but also has an attitude and is a badass. She doesn't do one night stands nor relationships because she wants to focus on herself. ------------------------------ ace knight, a famous billionaire during the day and a powerful mafia leader at night. He uses girls like tissues and never hesitates to spill blood. He knows better than to trust people, but there is one person that he trusts with everything his work, his money, even his life.. Austin black, his best friend . He is ruthless, and as people call him a monster. what happens when he sees nessa during Sophie's show and gains an unhealthy obsession? Whatever he wants he gets and now that it's her, will he be able to get her? This story contains: • mental abuse •rape •mention of suicide •trauma But it has a happy ending:)

╰┈➤✮ 𝑅𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑 × 𝐴𝑣𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑘𝑎 ❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ "You will not talk to him." He said whispering, as if trying to control his anger, but I don't care about him right now. "I will, you are literally no one to tell me what to do and what not." I said, stating the fact. "Oh, Mia! Do not make me do something that you will regret." He said encircling his one hand around my waist and with the other he held the back of my neck firmly yet gently as he pushed me against the wall lightly, cagging me. "What will you do huh?" I know I am provoking him but i don't care because why would I? He thinks that he owns me which is so wrong. It's just him and his lethal obsession. "I will not think twice before fucking you right now and I will not stop till, forget about dancing you are even unable to walk properly." He said and i could see in his eyes that he is not lying at all. He is Rushad Shannan after all. The man of his words. ───⋆⋅☆⋅⋆─── A girl was just dancing in the rain one day but she didn't know that a man would get so obsessed with her that he would make her his possession. What will happen when he tries to make her mine? Will she accept him? Or She will run away from him? Dark romance!! So it will contain highly mature content. Really possessive MML. So read it at your risk!

"I'd rather die than marry some criminal like you" I glared at him with teary eyes. ~Anamika "Oh Mia amore.. do you want to feel every inch of me with every step you take? Hm?.." His Gaze never leaving hers. ~Lorenzo Moretti Introduction: Anamika a very sweet, chubby girl. She has a curvy chubby figure and is very insecure about her body, she's 25 years old. But what happens when she misses her flight from Italy to India and finds herself stuck in Italy and sitted in a cafe, who catches a eye of a very dangerous man, intrigued him in every way that he wants nothing more than to have her his. Lorenzo Moretti a very cold, dangerous mafia boss, who has a great physique. Kills people for fun and can do anything to have something in his power. Even the police is scared of him. He is dangerously handsome. After all these years of having sexy women all around him. He finds himself intrigued by a chubby, indian girl and crosses every limit to Make her his. Follow me on insta- Lilyyy for more stories. I promote Wattpad stories for free! DM me to promote! 💖 And subscribe on yt - Lilyyy Guys it's my first book, so please support and share this with your friends as well.. ❤️

VIOLENCE,VERY MATURE CONTENT 18+ Bella - " Please leave me sir i am a very simple girl, i am not your type neither i am of your use, you will get any girl i be..... Michael - "don't push me baby, it will go in vein" - i opened the drawer simultaneously grabbing her hands and pulled a handcuff set from it. I cuffed her hands each side on the bedpost. Bella - "what why are you caging me .... Aahh what are you doing leave me for god sake... " - i started crying badly and was flinching whenever he tried to touch me. Michael - "now look at yourself, you look so beautiful tied up , in a helpless state, I CAN DO ANYTHING I WANT, ANYWHERE I WANT WITH YOU" nowadays you will observe people with no obsession or no possessiveness for their lover or partner which is quite boring. Being possessive and obsessed with your partner adds more power and seriousness in the essence of love and this quote signifies my thought perfectly that "everything is fair in love and war". ENJOY the story of two people very opposite to each other where Michael Romano is ruthless and a cruel king of powerful Mafia Empire who have only seen gore and bloodshed in his life, he inflicts pain in a sense where you cant even imagine. On the other side a girl Bella Mathews with a very simple yet difficult lifestyle where she tries to earn for her family with handwork and wisdom. things will take turn when she will be kidnapped and ruined in the clutches of Michael.

"Do you really think you can scare me?" she challenged. "Scare you? Little bird, I'm not here to scare you. I'm here to own you." "You can't just-" "Can't just what? Want you? Desire you?" "I fucking crave you, Isabella. Every thought I have is about you. Do you know what that's like?" She took a step back, but Renzo was on her in an instant, his fingers curling around her throat, pulling her closer. His touch burned through her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. "You don't get it, do you?" "You're mine. Every breath you take, every smile you give, it all belongs to me." She tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, not enough to hurt, but enough to remind her who was in control. "Let me go, Renzo." "Let you go? Never. I'll chain myself to you before I let you go." "What if I don't want to be owned?" "You don't get a choice in this, Bella. You're going to be mine, in every way. You can fight it, or you can accept it, but either way, you're not going anywhere." "Renzo..." "I'll give you the world, Bella. I'll build you a fucking heaven, and if you want to turn it into hell, I'll burn with you. But one thing's for sure-you're never leaving me." She looked into his eyes, seeing the dark promise within. She knew he meant every word. 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧?

"You *thrust* are* thrust* my *thrust* woman," he growled, his voice dripping with possessiveness as he thrust deeper, each movement making me cry out in both pain and desire. I was beyond exhausted, my body aching from hours of relentless passion. "Adrian, please... stop," I begged, my voice barely audible, my eyes squeezed shut. The exhaustion was overwhelming; I could barely feel my legs anymore, my body on the brink of collapse. But his response was cold, unwavering. "Sleep, ocean. I won't stop tonight." And with that, everything went black. ............................................ He pinned me to the wall, his grip unforgiving, making me gasp in pain. His eyes were bloodshot with rage, and for a moment, I wasn't scared of him-just terrified of what he might do to Luciano. "If you ever mention his name in front of me again, I swear, wildcat, I'll tear him apart with my bare hands," he snarled, his voice sending a chill down my spine. His words hung in the air, the threat lingering like a dark storm. "You are mine. Your body. Your soul. Your heart, too," he growled, his hands moving to unhook the only thing that separated us-my bra. "No protests today," he warned, his voice thick with determination. "I'll take you by hook or by crook." And before I could react, he tossed me onto the bed. ...............