Main leads: Sidneet Mafia King & Mafia Queen are enemies of eachother but the god planned them as soulmates so they are tied with eachother not forcefully but by their wish but with different terms and conditions in their mind. None is aware among them that they will marry their mafia rivals. And some important questions for all the readers: - what will happen when both will know the truth? - What will this marriage do? Cover credits:- @-stvrdust

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

Against my better judgment, I answer, "Look I told you, you have the wrong number," I say a bit too harshly. "I wish I was the girl you were looking for but I'm not." "You do, huh?" His husky voice fills my ear again and I shiver. What the hell is he going on about? "What are you talking about?" I ask confused. "That you wish you were the girl I was looking for," he says amused. I groan remembering exactly what I said and palm my face, "I said that huh?" "Uh huh!" *** Fallon Mathews is a waitress who works entirely too hard and too much. She is pretty, smart, and not shy. Alexander Grant is the owner of one of the hottest clubs around- which just so happens to be the same club that Fallon likes to go to in her free time. Oh did I also mention that he is the son of a well-known CEO? A billionaire? No!? Well, he is. He isn't a player, but he does sleep around a lot. After all, he is single. What happens after he is given the wrong number that just so happens to be, Fallon's? Love, friendship, heartache, drama, and tragedy all in one! **WARNING** There most likely will be lots of errors! This story is for mature readers ONLY! [18+] **This story contains violence, strong sexual content, strong language, and adult themes.** If you do not like these things, please do not attempt to read them. Thank you! Readers discretion IS advised!!! This story belongs to me and is ONLY posted on Wattpad and should not be found anywhere else. Please inform me if you see this story anywhere other than on here and under my profile, thank you!

Gedeon Sokoloff wanted revenge and would have done anything to bring down his enemies. Before, he wanted to kill every single Italian as the Russian Bratva. It was his only purpose since they killed his mother. That was before Dove Genovese. She was nothing more than a stepping stone as the Italian's princess, only a pawn in his twisted game. Now, he knows there's no life without his other half. And he'll do anything to get her back. Dove Genovese wanted freedom and found it through her other half, Gedeon. She was finally happy and found a family to call her own. Just as quickly, it was ripped away from her. Her wings are stripped away until she yearned for nothing more than death. Will Gedeon be able to save and bring back the girl he fell in love with? Or were their story doomed from the start?

Coming Spring 2021 When Abby finished her training as a submissive, she found herself in love with and collared by the dungeon master. It was a dream come true. Until it wasn't. He broke her. Ignoring her safe words and destroying her self image and faith in the lifestyle she loved so much. He'd gone against everything he ever taught her, not letting her be the one in control. She'd sworn it off, unwilling and unable to ever let anyone have that much control over her again. But when her friends convince her to go to a different club where one of them is doing scene, she meets a new dungeon master. Master Jared is nothing like her ex. And he'll stop at nothing to prove that to her. Cover set by @M_Rainberry

Mature Content 18+ "Fuck, Connor," Kate moaned as he held her wrists above her head in one big hand. His other hand cupping her pussy under her dress, her red lace thong already soaked. "Don't move," he ordered her. The authority in his voice caused even more of her juices to slide down her, drenching his hand. She whimpered, nodding at him with hooded eyes. He pushed one finger inside of her, using his thumb to keep pressure on her clit. "Kate, fuck baby, you're so fucking tight." His words caused her to clench around his fingers. He added a second finger, torturing her slowly. "You like that, baby? Like when I spill filth from my mouth into your ears," he growled in her ear. "More," she begged, unable to string more than a single word together to form a sentence. In one fluid motion Connor ripped her panties from her and had her dress bunched at her waist. He unbuckled and unzipped faster than he ever had in his life. Lifting the backs of her thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding her between him and the wall he used one hand to guide himself to her entrance. Kate looked down, mesmerised by the size of him as he pushed just the head of his cock inside her. "Don't marry him." Kate's eyes flew open at his words, staring at him and dropping her legs from his waist. Standing on shaky legs she wasn't sure could carry her, she fixed her dress, leaving her torn panties and walked away. Amazing cover art by @M_Rainberry