"Come on" he said patting his lap , i peeked at his face through my eyelashes chewing on my lower lips, and that look on his face was straightforward saying that 'if you did something wrong now i am about to fuck you up' which is definitely not a good thing,even though i felt a little twitch in my heart but still letting out a deep sigh i slowly crawled over his lap laying stomach down on his thighs , he placed his hand on my lower thighs making me flinched slightly. I kept my face down on the mattress digging my nails into his clothed thigh. It is scary and i am really not a big fan of such stuffs. "I am so.. sorry please i wouldn't walk out like that again" i mumbled through my pout trying for the last time but it only earned me a pinch on my thigh making me winch and push his hand away. I turned my head and glared at him return to which i got a sharp swat on my bum way worse than the last one."Would you like to repeat?" He said with a clenched jaw and cocked eyebrow making me sigh and shook my head with a frown and pout as i turned my head back towards the mattress. He is scary. "Is that the only thing for which i am punishing you huh?" His cold and sharp voice spoke near my ear making me jump slightly, i pushed my face into the metress closing my eyes tightly, ",no" "Then?" "I didn't... respond to your texts and calls sorry" i mumbled the last part feeling like crying,its not like i didn't wanted to call him back or talk to him i just....forgot. i didn't mean to do that it just happened ."Yeah you will be sorry after this, now better start counting hmm if you stopped or forgot,i will start all over again understood? " he said traicing my spine with his hand and finally resting it on my bum, my eyes widened realising what he just said. Bu- oiee!" I cried out when i felt a harsh smack on my back , it made me tear up, it was way more rough and painful, "Count kitten!" He snapped,i flinched and sniffed slightly counting "One" He looks like that monster

"Mommy...."

Eden Maillard never felt important. She grew up on the upper end of the poverty line in southside Chicago to two mundane parents who couldn't bother to keep her under their roof when she came out to them at 17. Now 19 years old, life has seemed under-saturated for as long as she could remember. When Cecilia Belfiore walks into her life, a rich lawyer from the other side of town, the colors of life begin to bloom before her eyes. But Cecilia has a dark habit, one involving chains and leather. And Eden has a dark past, one involving love and loss. ☾ [tw: graphic sex, language, addiction, mentions of abuse]

This AMAZING cover was made by @Lady-Elizabeth-Hope and she completely surprised me. She is AMAZING! Thank you! I love it so much!!! (( I AM ACCEPTING ANY COVERS YOU MAY SEND, - Bleackexpert90@gmail.com - yes it's a k and not an h! Also, thank you so much @Heyleecleaner for helping me with the book! She's such a nice friend, love you!!)) "Athena! You have to tell me, that's the only way I can help you," he had hurt written on his face. For once, it actually felt like someone cared for me. My bottom lip quivered and my eyes burned, "Please?" his eyes begged for me to tell him and I didn't want to hurt him, "M-my family," I murmured as the tears poured out of my eyes, "They hate me," Looking into Chris' eyes, I noticed that I had his full attention, "They kept me locked in the basement. Rarely giving me food. Whenever I spoke out, they would hurt me. My brother- he..." by then I was full on crying, barely able to breathe. Chris wiped my tears and pulled me into his chest, "He raped me," his heartbeat sped up and his eyes were full of rage. Chris had saved me, loved me, cured me, and I can't even tell him the complete truth.

Isabelle Hart never fit in, being bullied daily at school and working nonstop to pay off your mothers drug debt wasn't the best thing a 17 year old wanted to do in their last year of high school. What happens when Isabelle is assigned to work as a maid in a billionaire families home, who just so happens to be in the Italian mafia? With the attention of two handsome brothers on her Isabelle's life is turned upside down. * BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIAS PRINCESS* • THIS CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE! 💗

Flo is moving across the Country for her first year in college, when her plan starts to fall apart she finds herself living with four men who all have a soft spot for her innocent nature.

Victoria Smith had always been a shy girl, as no one really cared about her. She felt like she had no one in the world (well, except for her cat). One night, she finds that maybe that loneliness was about to end. "What are you doing out here all by yourself?" -Please-, take a look at the TAGS before reading. This is a DDLG story.

I just made a couple of small mistakes, that's all... the sort of mistakes that anybody could make. There was nothing that I hadn't done a dozen times before. It's just that this time, I happened to do them with the wrong guy. And, anyway, how was I to know he was some sort of major crime boss... and how was I to know that he had this freaky weird pet thing going on?

After a setback in her recovery, Izabella begins to question everything in her life. Nightmares of her attack once again resurface, and the police are no closer to delivering justice than they were before. Jonathan watches the woman he loves shut down and pull away from him, desperate to break through to her once again. He struggles with guilt, blaming himself for her set back while searching for a way to help her once more. As they struggle to find their way once more, lurking threats circle, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. BOOK 2 be sure to start with HIS BROKEN SUBMISSIVE first!

'Just another cliché.' ------------ Every good girl needs a bad boy. It's just logic. Even Amoret, the naive girl from England knew this. She just wasn't expecting it. But who ever is? ------------ All Love has ever wanted to do was take control of her life, and make her own choices for herself. Finally, this comes in the form of moving to her brother's home in America and living in a house of eleven boys, all just to escape her father's wrath. It isn't easy, especially being financially cut off from her parents, but she makes it work, falling in love quickly with Greyson. But Greyson leads to numerous issues. Is he in a gang? Does he fight? Does he race? All three? Who knows. Her brother, apparently. It's kind of a wrong place, wrong time thing, however, this naive girl suddenly becomes the focus of the resident bad boy. And everyone knows how that turns out. ------------ "Love?" I jumped slightly and looked up, only to see him looking down at me. We had arrived at the ice cream parlour, obviously me being too enchanted by his tattoos to notice. The familiar blush flooded across my face again as he got out of the car and came around to my side, opening the door and leaning in close before I could get out, his lips close to my ear. He sighed slightly, making goosebumps rise up on my arms. "I have tattoos in a lot of other places you might want to see..." Oh. My. God. He was trying to kill me, burn me alive from the inside out. All I could do was squeak and shove my face into my hands. He laughed loudly and picked me up, swinging me out of the car and putting me down on my feet. "Adorable."