"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞," he whispered, leaning in further, his minty breath washing over my face. Sliding an icy hand under my shirt, he rested it above my hips. "I... I don't. Let go of me," I stuttered, shuddering at his touch, trying to push him away. "I have a boyfriend." "I know, princess," he whispered. His hands gripped my waist, the cold silver of his rings brushing against my heated skin. "But does he make you feel like this?" he smirked, pinning me against the wall. ☾ She was the rose shielded by her thorns. He was the fire hiding his flame. [ extended synoposis inside ] © la_via_en_rosee 2021 highest rankings: #1 in college #3 in lovestory #9 in badboy #19 in schoolromance #1 in heartcondition

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 : 𝐨𝐧𝐞 "𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧." ⌬ 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾. 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾. 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖿𝗂𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾? - Warning: dark side MATURE CONTENT 18+ Started: 𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 Ended: 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗘𝗦𝗧 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚: #82 in mature

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt