"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

After the extinction of the Jedi, The First Order were on the hunt for the few remaining individuals who have the force still living within them. After finding only 6 remaining individuals, they seize the younglings and create a project called 'Destiny,' raising the men to advance in the dark side, and the women as a weapon of reproduction for future generations of Sith. Years on, when the oldest girl of Project Destiny comes of age, Supreme Leader Snoke assigns her to his new apprentice, Kylo Ren, in attempts to create the first life born under the dark side. Six is your only name and you were always told that love was incredibly powerful, but destiny was unstoppable. Though, you never expected destiny to lead you into the cruel, Kylo Ren's warm and suffocating embrace. → Completed. → Reader!Insert (Without the Y/N.) → Erotic / Smut Included. → A Kylo Ren FanFiction. → @Art_decographics