"That's your fucking problem right there, Kai." "You want me to keep chasing you and I'm not doing that shit no more." He spat, looking into my eyes as I looked back into his. "You want to leave without letting me explain, then go ahead and leave, Kai." "I'm not stopping you." "But if you want this shit, Kai.." "Then come get it." He spoke sternly, unbuttoning his button down shirt as I stood there in shock, turning around completely to look up at him. Taking his shirt off, I watched as he stripped himself down as his muscular, tall, fit figure appeared and I can't say this man wasn't drop dead fine. Though I was so mad at him in this moment, my mouth dropped, looking at how good he looked. "I'm done chasing your ass, bruh." "You want me, come get me."

MAFIA • He's TOXIC. She's NOT • Victoria Rossi Is An 20 year old girl who lives in Canada, and knows her value. Ace de Luca is a 26 year old Mafia king. What's going to happen when they cross paths? What happens when Ace kidnaps Victoria in order for her to be his Fake wife?

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." *** Sequel to His Woman. CAN NOT be read as a standalone.

Tahani Lowars is a seventeen year old innocent teenager grown up in a conservative religious household. Boujee, spoiled, and uneducated to life outside the city's luxury life. When her parents have to handle business they decide to send her to her aunt Naomi's house for the summer. Deep in the streets of Harlem Tahani meets a boy named Torin Truman who works for her uncle Issac. Or Taj as the streets call him. She soon starts to see that the thuggish boy she's become attached to lives a dangerous life that always seems to have her paying for it. She finds herself struggling with her adjusting to the streets, feelings, emotions and trauma that will forever haunt her. Turning and molding her into a completely different person. In the end they say love always conquers all right? But what do you do when that love begins weighing you down in the process? •EXPLICIT CONTENT•

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

Musa:𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕. /mù·ṣa/ -✯a person or personified force who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist. ════ ୨♡୧ ════

❝ 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘴 𝘛𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. ❞ (𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝟏 - 𝟐) (𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐳𝐜𝐨) 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝟎𝟓.𝟎𝟐.𝟐𝟐 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: 𝟏𝟓.𝟎𝟑.𝟐𝟐

"Before 𝗛𝗶𝗺" "Before 𝙃𝙚𝙧" "Only 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 could tell how we'd end up." They were 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲. The life of 𝘀𝗲𝘅 strived through 𝗵𝗶𝗺. The life of her 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗿 strived through 𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗛𝗲 wasn't looking for 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 wanted 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 to come to her. Put them 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, life couldn't get any 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 - shit or 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗲 ____ My body was bent over in a doggy position bound to some type of bench. My arms and wrists were restrained on both sides of the bench making me use my elbows for support; my legs and ankles were restrained on the bars of the bench aswell as I used my knees for another type of support. My ass stood high in the air as my stomach laid on a bar. I was fucked at this point because there was no way I was going to get out of this, hell I could barely move. "You Wanna know something Kataleya?" He asked. I gasped as a bucket of a chillingly cold water was splashed on my naked body. "Y-Yes." I answered my voice trembling. The sense of not being able to see what he was about to do to me made me aroused, but mostly scared as hell. "I don't share, but we've already talked about this didn't we?" I shamefully didn't answer. "OW!" I screamed as I felt the leather of a belt land harshly on my thigh. The water made the sensation worse, we haven't even began and that one spot held so much pain for more than 15 seconds. "Yes!" I cried. "Now count, you've got 30, miscount we start over to the beginning and when I'm done be ready because it seems I have to mark what mine so we'll be at it - 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩." *the following images inside this story are not mine.

**re-editing and changing some parts I will slowly update the chapters I fix**** This story follows the 22~ years old Zara Nizerimana, a charming young African woman looking to find happiness for herself after losing her family in a house fire when she was 14 and being left with her scary, drunk, and mild abusive father until she was 18. Her life takes a different route when she meets her new boss Roman Rossi the 30~year old cold killer and assassin who's the boss of the top ruthless Italian mafia family, he takes a liking to her when he's 5 and 1 years old daughters become very found of her right away. Can he keep them safe when his family's trouble and their past follow them? {bwwm} Started- May 9th 20222 Ended- August 1st 2022

Fair warning- Major plot holes and rushed writing - "Is this for me or him?" He spoke as he traced the waistband of her soft pink lace thong. "Neither of you." She spoke roughly as she rolled her eyes again. Angelo was all about possession and it was something she'd never grant him. Her legs spread as he kissed her through her panties. "Mmm looks like they're for me based on our current situation, no?" He chuckled as he slid them down her legs before they disappeared into his pocket. "Oh shut up and eat me." "My pleasure." -- Serenity Jones, a 29 year old newly hired FBI intelligence analyst and previous NYPD detective, had never planned to sleep with cold hearted Mobster Angelo Costello once- let alone the countless other times it'd happened. *Full description inside* ****WARNING THERE WILL BE MATURE SCENES SUCH AS MURDER, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, AND HARSH LANGUAGE! TRIGGER WARNING****