Without warning, I reached down and gave her ass a hard smack. "That's for spray painting my car," I said. Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, trying to suppress a smile. "You're such a caveman." "Caveman? How about this?" I said, smacking her ass again, harder this time. She moaned, and I could feel her responding to me, her body betraying her defiance. 𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐄 I was raised to be perfect. The golden girl. The Kensington princess. Sheltered. Untouched. A good girl with a silver spoon and a diamond crown. But then there's 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧. My stepbrother. My brother's enemy. A man carved from sin, wrapped in arrogance, and dipped in ink. He doesn't ask. He takes. He doesn't chase. He owns. And when he touches me? It's not gentle. It's filthy. It's wrong. I should run. I should hate him. But when he says my name, low and dark, I don't think about stopping. I think about how deep I can fall. Because Caleb isn't just my first sin. He's the one I'll never escape. 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁 She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. And I was the bastard here to tarnish it. 𝐄𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧. Mummy's little princess. The golden girl. The one thing in this world I was never supposed to touch. But I don't follow rules. I break them. And Esme? She was made to be ruined. Soft lips. Delicate curves. A body that begs for my hands. She's innocent, but not with me. I'm dragging her into the dark, making her dirty, making her mine. She thinks she can survive me. Thinks she can walk away untouched. But Esmeralda? She belongs to me. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘙𝘢𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵.

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

I ran my hands through his hair, my grip firm as I pushed it down slightly, my main focus on his lips. "And then?" "Then I'd slide my dick into you and fuck you mercilessly, even if you have me begging to stop, I'll make sure you can't walk or think straight for months. I'd take you in every single fucking position, and I'd make sure that your tight little pussy is all used up but yet it still wants me inside. I'd make you scream, sing and shout my name, all from the overwhelm of pleasure and I'd do it every fucking time until you learn to listen." ~ Win her trust. Sleep with her. And then humiliate her. That's what Dante was sent to do, but once he lays eyes on Khristina, he knows this plan might happen to go down the drain. *FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY* *DO NOT COPY OR I'LL FIND YOU* *if you are reading this book somewhere other than Wattpad, you are possibly at serious risk of a malware attack and it has been stolen from me. if you'd like to read safely you can follow this link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/271398924-seven-days. Keep safe!* #7 in exciting (31.08.21) #3 in interesting (24.07.21) #1 in mafialove (22.08.21) #1 in -romance (17.10.21) #1 in hot (29.11.21)

SHORT AND FAST PACED STORY!!! ⚠️ "I've been trying not to do this" he whispers, his voice rough and low. "So stop trying" I whisper back. And then he kisses me. His lips are soft but insistent, coaxing mine open, pulling me deeper into him. One of his hands tangles in my damp hair, his fingers threading through the strands, tilting my head back slightly so he can kiss me the way he wants to. The other hand stays at the small of my back, his palm splayed wide, anchoring me against him. Chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat. I lose all sense of time. All I know is the way his mouth moves against mine, the way his body curves into mine like it's always known the shape of me. The way his thumb traces lazy circles along my spine, sending shivers racing through my entire body. I kiss him back with everything I have, my hands fisting in the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer. "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace" Benjamin's voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal.

'Fuck you,' I breathed, pulling away from the kiss, searching his eyes. He was enjoying it. 'If you keep saying that, maybe you will someday,' he teased, his fingers going into the waistband. Feeling his smooth, long fingers on the skin of my pussy sent shockwaves through my body. He was staring at me, watching my every reaction, and I dared not to look away. I won't give him the satisfaction that I'm enjoying this. 'Feisty, huh?' he taunted, before his fingers slipped to my folds. I could feel my wetness coating his fingers, and I hated myself for getting so wet because of him. ──── ୨୧ ──── Four years ago, he shattered her dignity with a joke at a pool party Not just anyone - her brother's best friend. At fifteen, heartbroken and humiliated by Nolan Delacroix, Liselle left for Spain on a scholarship. Now nineteen, she's older, colder, and has no interest in making peace, especially not with him. She was supposed to spend her last summer in Spain, soaking in the sun with friends. But thanks to her mum's honeymoon plans, she's forced to return home -well to Nolan's home. Living under their roof she's determined to ignore him. Until his swim partner gets injured. Until he begs her to help train for the biggest swimming competition in Spain. She says no then she says yes. Hate turns out to be a really good motivator. So does lust. They agree to keep it physical, a distraction for the summer. Just skin to skin. But the water isn't the only thing heating up. Tension rises, so do the feelings she thought she buried. She swears she hates him, and he swears he hates her, then why can't they keep their hands off each other? Now, Liselle is torn between the country that freed her and the boy who ignites everything. She must decide: Will she dive into the past or swim toward the future? 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: ❥mature/sexual themes/smut ❥alcohol references ❥language Started- July 19th, Finished- July 31st

(Book 1 of the Mafia standalone series) "Do you need anything?" I ask, turning to Jeremy even though my voice trembles. Jeremy throws his head back against the cushions and smiles. "Keep speaking," he says, eyes half-lidded but glowing. I blink. "What do you want me to say?" "I'm so happy I was shot" he murmurs, grinning up at the ceiling like a lunatic. My mouth drops open. "If I'd known hearing that gorgeous voice would require a few bullets" he adds, "I would've taken them sooner. Happily." Heat crawls up my neck. "Keep talking, or I'll pass out" he threatens lightly, waving a limp hand in my direction. I roll my eyes, but I can't help smiling. "Jeremy Romano, don't pass out on me." His eyes fly open as if someone electrocuted him. "Say that again" he says, suddenly wide awake. "Don't pass out on me?" I repeat cautiously. "No" he breathes. "The two words before that." I frown. "Jeremy Romano?" His reaction is immediate, his smile brightens until it practically lights the whole room. "Say it again" he whispers. "Jeremy Romano." He lets out a dreamy groan. "I'll die a happy man." I slap his arm. Harder than I should've. He winces and I instantly panic. "I'm so sorry!" "Kiss it. I'll feel better," he says, smirking.

"Stand up.", he said to me. "What?", I asked confused. "STAND UP.", he ordered slightly aggressive. I quickly got up from the bed and stood in front of him. "Take off your underwear.", he demanded. "Wh-" "Now." Doing what he told me to I slowly slipped my underwear off. I was now completely naked as his eyes roamed over my whole body again. "Lay down on your back." Once again I obeyed him without talking back this time which caused him to smirk. Then he grabbed my hands and cuffed them to the bed frame. My eyes widened and as I was about to ask him what he's doing he held up one of his hands. Understanding his signal I remained silent. "Good girl", he whispered in my ear. ------------------- Emily Potters, a 21 year old girl, had to run away from her dark past. Seeking shelter in New York, she battled her way through the darkness. But soon enough she learned that the past will always haunt her and new dangers await. Matteo Rizzo is a 27 year old man. He is ruthless, dangerous, cold and has anger issues. Cross his path and you will regret it or pay with your life. The Rizzo family is ruling "The Lions", which is one of the most powerful mafias that exists. Matteo took over exactly 2 years ago. His father is still watching every step Matteo takes. What happens when an innocent girl and one of the most dangerous people on earth meet? Will that one dark night destroy Emily's life for good? Accompany Emily and Matteo on their search for a better life. Finished: 6th April, 2021 Highest ranks: #3 in romance #3 in darkpast #3 in passion #4 in mafia #5 in italy

'If we pretend to be a couple, I might make you mine for real.' When sweet Samantha fakes a relationship with her sarcastic roommate, she never suspects that he might not be pretending at all. 21-year-old Samantha is a broke influencer struggling with insecure thoughts. No one knows that behind her bubbly smile, she numbs her self-doubts with substance abuse and online likes. But a steamy encounter with a witty bartender starts a chemistry too strong to ignore. And when circumstances force them to live under the same roof, resisting each other is painfully impossible. The only way out? Fake an online relationship and make more money to get the hell out. The only problem? While she promises herself not to fall in love, he does everything to change her mind.

Office enemies fight for the same promotion, while resisting their growing chemistry. LAYLA masks her insecurities behind perfectionism. The goofy girl who loved flowers and cooking for her parents is now a workaholic and out of touch with herself. All she's able to focus on is to get promoted so that she has a chance to feel confident and earn her dad's long-awaited approval. LUCAS hides a heavy burden with charm and nonchalance. The boy who used to be nurturing and open now pretends to joke around without a care. What he doesn't share is that he might want that promotion to fulfill his own voids just like her. One thing leads to another, and the two find themselves in unprofessional settings where their masks slowly come off, showing how similar they are, and just how much they might need each other. "Loved this story. It had everything that makes a story amazing. Fuming hot chemistry. Believable flawed characters that changed and matured through chapters. " - loriblu2000 "This was just the kind of story I've been looking for. So cute and also realistic. I adored the characters and their banters sooo much." - draama__queen "I absolutely adore Layla and Lucas and and they are characterized so beautifully that it's almost impossible for them not to become instant favorites." - Wisal13 "I LOVE Layla's strong character, the strong female lead because it's literally so rare, especially on Wattpad, and I loved that the male lead, not once tried to show how MANLY he is and exert his power because of his insecurities, like in most books." - maddylewis998 "This book made me laugh , cry and did some other things too hehe.. This is one of the best rom-com books I've ever read I have to re-read again.. Lots of love" - jamsniee "Sooo I started reading this at 1am and finished at 10:30 am... and it was so fking worth it! " - cassie2736