whatever he wants he gets, even if it means shedding blood.

This is the second book.read the first book can be found in my profile. "ONLY HIS" ___________________________ "Leave me Allen" "You act tough but you are still my little submissive trembling under me" "I am not your toy Allen " "My name sounds good on your lips but daddy sounds better, what is the secret your hiding that your running from me " I nervously gulped. These five years I tried my best to keep him away. If he finds out I could never come out. "There is nothing " I said pushing his chest. He suddenly pulled me over there desk bending me and removed my skirt. "You are mine You belong to me To use as I wish To take when I wish To fuck how I wish And to love how I wish " The last sentence skipped my heartbeat. _____________________

After one broken night, a Mafia Don finds himself stumbling through a massage parlour, drunk out of his mind. But what he didn't know, was that he stumbled upon the most perfect angel he had ever seen. An angel he was determined to claim as his.

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Two different people, two different worlds, two different destiny's. Will they come together as one or will this be an epic catastrophe. ****•****•*****•*****•****•****•****• She watches her life get snatched from her by strangers. Will she love him or will she hate him... Will he be the death of her or will she be the death of him .Its all a dangerous and deadly game, when love is involved. What Kayla didn't know about HIM, is that he is a man of many secrets ...And the Capo di tutti i capi, being a feared Mafia DON. ****•****•*****•*****•****•****•****• COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This book/work belongs to the author. Please don't try to plagiarize/republish this book. Or else bad karma will follow you. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Contains: Adult language, mature content etc...

❝It wasn't that I wanted to die; no. It was that I was so desperate to live.❞ - Valentinia Morelli. She is captured within a world that condemned and contradicted her one wish. Trapped; within a whirlwind of toxicity and abuse. Claimed; by the darkness that consumed her light. Deceived; by a man whose exterior seemed angelic, but whose interior was destructable. Belittled; by those who held her trust. Controlled; by his sharp tongue. Carved; by his name. Broken; by those who left her behind. Ashamed; by the bodies that trailed in her path. Determined; at her chance of survial. Scarred; by his palms. Grateful; for the man that listened to her cries as he layed beside her, whilst they watched the stars. This is my first story, so I apologise if the description/ blurb/ story is not perfect. Initiated:. 04 : 05 : 18 Concluded:. 11: 12 : 20 I would just like to let you know that all of the media used in this book, is not my own. All of it is used off of google. Also, the translations may not be correct, I do use google translate. 𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆:. Will include violence, humiliation, abuse, mature language, non- consensual scenes and triggering themes.

The fabric over my eyes was silky. The warmth between my legs was spreading. My breath came into pants. Even though I couldn't see I could still feel his gaze burning into me. 2 weeks at this new job and this. Suddenly I felt a sting to my bottom. I screeched. "Your mine." His deep alluring voice says is a husky tone. I gulped now unable to breath normally what so ever. I felt another slap to my ass and I cringed. My eyes had tears in then from the pain. The grip on the desk I have is hard. "Tell me your mine!" he growled. Silence filled the air. I was no ones property! The stinging pain on my butt throbbed. The swoosh of his hand made me flinch, I knew there would be another slap, WHACK! I gritted my teeth, "I'm yours." "Good girl." he whispered in my ear. He gripped my butt and molding it like dough through my slacks. What have I gotten myself into?

Book 1 in Dominant Series • Mia has spent most of her life in an orphanage-sheltered and with little joy. Shortly after her eighteenth birthday, however, she meets Damien, who sends her world spinning. Dominant and gorgeous, Damien is the kind of man who doesn't take no for an answer-whereas no is the only answer Mia has ever gotten. Having already experienced enough pain in her life, it's no wonder Mia is skeptical about getting close to someone...especially someone like him.

Two years after Takahiro resurfaced another mafia in Japan wants to challenge to be the only mafia in Japan.

'Shoulders back.' 'Rest your hands on your lap.' 'Smile, but not too much. People will know it's fake.' 'Talk when you're supposed to.' 'Show affection towards him in front of others.' "So, Mrs. Valentin I have a question for you?" He gripped my thigh underneath the dinner table as I looked at our neighbor. She gave me a mischievious smile as she glanced at him before looking at me. "How's marriage life working out for you?" My hands started to tremble making him grip them tightly. It was a silent warning. I inhaled quietly and smiled. "It's phenomenal, making me fall in love with him all over again." Who knew the love he has for me would cause a typhoon inside me. ¥ 22 year old lonely, innocent, Jane Fitzgerald was known as, 'Plain Jane.' Nobody seemed to care about her existence and that's why she became isolated from everyone. And she's okay with that. But yet she urged the feeling of being wanted and loved by someone who truly cares for her. Her wish came true when she met Luca Valentin. Everything was perfect in the beginning until the man of her dreams became her worst nightmare. ¥ "Remember the butterflies that colored the air, each time we met? They bounced, like children inside my stomach. And play, a song with the cords of my veins. You clipped, their wings with the knife of your lies. And I, no longer can sense their effect." - Quote written by: Clairel E.