"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

"Who's this?" Spiderman points to an old polaroid on my desk. I glance at it, before going focusing back on Spider's shoulder, "Just a boy I was friends with in high school. He kinda just disappeared after his girlfriend died though." "Oh. Were you close?" I shrugged, the old feeling of bitterness reentering my heart after so many years. "I would have called us best friends, but I guess not close enough for him to want my help." "I'm sure he just didn't want to hurt you." "Whatever, I'm over it." "You still have his picture." "I said I'm over it, Spiderboy! He left, he's not my friend anymore! Not like you won't do the same thing when you leave here tonight. I helped you, and now you have no use for me. Just like Peter." ------ You used to be best friends with Peter Parker. That was until he met Gwen Stacy and fell in love. And when she died due to a freak accident, Peter left you for good. You were on your own now, and you preferred it that way. No one was going to hurt you now, you just had to get through med school and you'd be a-okay. At least so you thought. Exactly five years after the death of Gwen Stacy you find a beaten-up Spiderman laying on your porch. He could barely get out a word before you led him into your apartment and helped him clean up. After that fateful night, Spiderman would pay you almost nightly visits to fix him after his nightly patrols each night. You couldn't help to get close to the masked man. But there was always that underlying fear that he was just using you as your other friends had? Or was there actually a friendship? As the months went on you found yourself falling for the superhero. Surely this was bound to end in disaster. ------ Warnings: mentions of blood/gore/vomiting, some cussing, there will be no smut of any kind so don't ask Disclaimer: I do not own Spiderman or any characters related to Spiderman

"an intense and irresistible desire for freedom" ~-~-~-~-~ When Eliana was 5 her family was betrayed by the people she now knows as family. But she quickly learned that family is just a word, not a promise and that a house doesn't mean a home. Family is just a word to describe a blood bond between a child and her parents and a house only protects you from outside forces and not from what's already lurking on the inside. After having little to no control over her life for the past 12 years all she wants is freedom. What if one day someone with the same eyes as her can't get her out of his head and later 8 brothers, a family will fight for her when she can't do it for herself. ~-~-~-~-~ *Weekly updates* Started: May 2022 First upload: 24 August 2022 Finished: --- ~-~-~-~-~ #1 in undergroundfighter #11 in mafiabrothers #14 in mafiafamily #15 in racer #18 in trauma of 29.7K #19 in twins of 49.7K #27 in littlesister of 3.8K #28 in longlostsister #42 in siblings of 28.4K #48 in olderbrothers of 3K #52 in brothers #54 in family of 261K #58 in italianmafia of 2.1K #58 in betrayal of 107K #66 in badass of 31.9K #69 in overprotective of 5.5K #75 in mafia of 109K #92 in fighter of 8.4K #99 in abuse of 112K #140 in mafiaprincess of 10.9K #970 in kidnapped ~-~-~-~-~ 500 reads - 29 October 2022 1K reads - 10 December 2022 1.5K reads - 3 January 2023 2K reads - 21 January 2023 2.5K reads - 14 February 2023 3K reads - 19 March 2023 3.5K reads - 25 April 2023 4K reads - 13 May 2023 5K reads - 1 January 2024 5.5K reads - 4 January 2024

It's been five years since the pregnant wife and a son of the DeLuca family were kidnapped and were never seen again. One day, a new lead gives them the path to their discovery of them. Now reunited, they realize there is a toddler on the tow, no longer a mere unborn baby that was assumed to be dead but a little girl - a sister and daughter. SLOW UPDATES.