When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

---mature content(18+)--- "Get on the desk", Asher said. It sounded more like a command. I complied. Walking towards the furnished desk I hoisted myself on the on it, my heart beating erratically. "Now spread your legs kitten. I want to taste you". ........... In which 19 year old of Armelle Vista ends up seducing her 35 year old boss Asher Devin Jones over a summer internship. Highest rating: #1 in Chick-lit (This is a stand-alone novel) Edited by: @kaxeen, @unlady and @nupur92

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

================== WARNING ==================== This is a very explicit story and contains strong language. If you are offended by that kind of content, this story may not be for you. No matter what you read in my stories I am strongly for practicing safe sex and using protection. Also, I support only consensual relationships where all participants are safe. ======================================================= Fortunately, after God knows how many friend-zoning, I was experienced enough not to fall apart, pulling one of those "Yeah, you missed your chance, I have a queue of potential husbands waiting for me, be jealous" acts instead. I mastered being a buddy to hot guys to the point I could write a handbook. For a moment there I was excited about starting a YouTube career as a buddy coach. The only time I had a boyfriend was when one of my friends took pity on me after my "I have feelings for you" speech, and decided to be with me for a while. Calina is a 20-year-old student that has a perfect record when it comes to being only a friend. Grumpy after another friend zone, she goes to her best friend's party, not at all prepared to bump into the person she had a crush on for years.

Adrianna's wealth was gone and so was she. She got in her car and left with no destination planned. Little did she know her friends sent someone to look after her. She ends up on a ranch cooking and cleaning for them and ends up falling for her protector. Sparks fly when she finds out she has been duped!

Charlotte 'Charlie' Stone has always loved her best friend's brother. When a party gets out of hand, Kellan Palmer is there to help. What happens when a drunken night of sex turns into a baby? What with Kellan think? What will Charlotte do? What will happen?

When Dana Rowland first meets Quinn Stevens, it's during the storm of a century, and his mysterious appearance makes it hard for her to know if he's friend or foe. Already scared and hurt from an accident that occurred on the run from an abusive home life; trusting a man, any man is inconceivable. Quinn's quiet and gentle manner and outrageous family slowly gain her trust and teach her that there is kindness and love in the world. But can Dana convince Quinn that her love for him is real and not just a case of misguided gratitude?

The moment Norah Radcliffe and Caleb Stevens met they fell in love, but they both had secrets that ended up tearing them apart. Caleb was never the person Norah believed him to be, and Norah feared that Caleb would hate her as much as she hated herself when he learned of her past mistake. It had been more than five years since Caleb had left because he believed that she had chosen her father's happiness over their own and Norah had let him go without a fight. Now, thanks to a chance meeting and a meddling family member, they have been given a second chance at happiness, a happiness they both deserve.

Devon Tatum had waited ten years for Josh McIntire to come back into her life. Where he had been for the past ten years was a mystery. He had disappeared from her life after an unexpected kiss, a kiss that had been everything a young Devon had wanted. Now he was back for her sister's wedding, and it seemed fate was going to keep them together this time.

This is book 3 in the Red Valley Series but like the other ones, it can be read by itself. Faith Matthews is a headstrong, independent woman determined to make it on her on in a mans world. She left Charleston to escape the constraints of society, vowing to never to be an obedient wife who is only seen and not heard. Against her brother's wishes, she bought a nearby ranch; but when she finds herself in the middle of a war over water rights, her big brother sends someone to protect her. Cade Jacobs is a hard and calloused hired gun, who's only allegiance is to the highest bidder. Can they work together to save her ranch or when the sparks start flying, will they go up in flames?