What happens when the mafia leader's daughter gets a bodyguard? "Is he mute?" I ask my dad. "No, he is not mute" my dad scoffs, "he just doesn't talk...never has even when he came to us, he also has never shown his full face" I look over to see that he has a black mask covering the bottom half of his face. I walk over to him and wave my hand in front of his face. "So you really don't talk huh?" No answer.... I roll my eyes and reach for his mask. He instantly grabs my wrists and pulls them by my sides. I stand there with wide eyes as he walks to the other side of my dad's office. "Well this is going to be fun"I mutter sarcastically.

❃ The Violinist and His Painter ❃ "Am I?" She challenged, she could tell his eyes dark with anger and lust even though she was blinded by a silk piece of ribbon. Mireia knew she was pushing his buttons; felt the strong desire to push him to the very edge. Feeling the violin bow slowly travel along her bareback, unloosing the tensed knot, she felt his bulge grow against her. Instantly, her body squirmed and rubbed along his tight straining trousers. "If you keep doing that, I won't have a choice but to spread your legs apart and take you right here." Ezequiel hissed darkly, his fossil eyes darker than any snow clouds. Mireia smiled and a small moan escaped her lips as the violin bow was smacked against her cushioned ass. "I'd like to see you try" Mireia's subconscious only begged to be taken. Taken by Ezequiel Fontanez. Her only demise - A hundred and twenty seven years ago, a well-respected woman's daughter and a shoe maker's son both fell deep into the abyss of love. However, these naive lovers had to fall apart as fate was made by the illusion of betrayal. Now, a hundred and twenty seven years later, they are both reunited into the same yet new world with the dreams that haunt them. They share both the exotic evocation of lust, temptation and pure desire. Will love ever weave it's silk into their minds or will the shadows of betrayal, once again, paint a tainted image of another tragic death.

This is a rebellion built on lust. After witnessing the murder of an important political figure, Evangeline Spencer is thrust into the sinister reality of organized crime and the hidden existence of the Irish Mafia. As the sole witness, the truth regarding the involvement of dangerous ex-con and career criminal Rafe Sullivan, haunts Evangeline through an unrelenting lustful desire. Too bad Evangeline is about to learn that justice prevails in the form of sin. CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT #12 in don 5/10/20

When college student Indie finds out her boyfriend cheated on her, she hooks up with his best frenemy Reece as payback but doesn't expect their one-night stand to lead to something more. ***** Indie Easton and Reece Griffin hate each other. He thinks she's annoying; she thinks he's a jerk. But when Indie finds herself stood up on her birthday by her cheating boyfriend, all the old rules go out the window. When she shows up at Reece's apartment, all she wants is a one-night stand, but with sexual chemistry this strong, how can they stop after only one night? Their arrangement will be casual - absolutely no feelings involved. But the more time they spend together the harder it is to remember why they hate each other in the first place. Will enemies with benefits turn into lovers? Or will all this sexual tension go to waste? Content warning: This story contains references to child neglect Cover designed by Ren T

❝I'm the one asking the question, Zen.❞ ❝And how has that been working for you, Aurelio?❞ The hand on my shoulder moved to my neck, with his index and thumb he squeezed just underneath my jaw. It didn't restrict my breathing in the slightest, but it was a warning that he would. ❝You are such a cocky bastard, aren't you? Had me believing you were this sweet little shrink when really you're no different from the rest of us here. Let me say this loud and clear Zen, you may get away with using that type of talk around the other people here but don't you forget who's in charge. I own you, your name belongs to me.❞ ❝No, Meave Dean belongs to you. Meave Dean is a patient who is dead. Zen Maven is a free woman, one whom you're currently threatening. I may be new to Italy but I'm pretty sure it's illegal to threaten innocent people.❞ The rage behind his eyes brought laughter to my lips. I enjoyed the annoyance, finally I was the one under his skin. ❝Checkmate, Mr. Russo.❞ ( Contains Mature Content) Part Two in the Burn series, Can be read as a Stand alone.

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"It's not you Pumpkin it's your dad" Ace said with a smirk towering over his prisoner. "Screw you" Jade spat smacking him across the face. His jaw clenched, striding over to her he gripped her throat "You know what happens when people disobey me Pumpkin. Don't you?" She nodded her head still glaring at him... "Bend over... Now" -------------------------- She is the daughter of a mafia leader and he is the leader of one. Jade has been sexually assaulted, beat mentally, physically and emotionally, and degraded her whole life. While Ace is the one doing that to other people. Getting kidnapped especially by the enemy is not something Jade wants But did getting kidnapped save her from the terrible life she used to have?? Will both of them be able to resist the temptation of one another?? Or will they cave in?? --------------------------

He crashes his lips onto mine, kissing me hungrily and grabbing my face as if he were starved. 'You want revenge?' He mutters into the kiss. I nod as I grip onto his face, pulling him into me roughly, still kissing him like he was the only thing to exist. 'We'll get you your fucking revenge...' Milan's finally living the life she's always dreamed of with a fiancé and a wedding just around the corner. Nothing could ruin this for her. That was until she starts suspecting her very own fiancé of having an affair right under her nose. But this combined with a mysterious man that she happens to run into one night by chance, maybe her life wasn't going in the direction she hoped for.

"If that demon were to see you, he would kiss your eyes and repent. Your body is sinful perfection. It's the apple begging to be bitten. You are like the tree in Eden in which no one- not even God himself- would be able to resist." ----------------------------- Saint Jones The boy who's hated Luci Black since the day she came to Kingston High. The boy who's bullied her since day one. The boy who can't help but get angry every time he looks at her. The boy with an aura of goodness radiating out of him. The boy who knows her secret. The boy who is trying to hide his. Luci Black The girl everyone can't help but stare at. The girl with the unrecognizable aura to her that makes people angry. The girl who tries very hard to be good. The girl that will never be "good enough" The girl with the secret no one must know. What will happen when the two secrets are revealed? What happens when Heaven and Hell meet?

"Now why don't you be a good girl for daddy and open that pretty little mouth of yours, my darling," he demanded, with my lips coming in contact with his thumb. A blush creeping onto my cheeks as I began to suck, looking up into his eyes. He gritted his jaw, his smoldering stare not leaving my gaze once, as he advised, "that's it." • Stephen James, the notorious player, known to not care about anyone except himself, but that changes when he meets half his age, Janie Adair, the good girl with daddy issues. Everything becomes complicated when he becomes more intrigued with Janie than he wanted. But what happens when he doesn't get what he wants? Warning • Sexual Content, Mature Themes, and Triggering Subjects.