Would you give in to temptation? What if it surrounded you your entire life, captivating you with it's irresistible beauty and charisma. I couldn't. I tried for years to ignore my attraction to her but I couldn't fight it anymore. Even when I left home I thought about her everyday, I tried to forget, I truly did but nothing worked. Now two years later I'm back from school and I'm ready to take what's mine...even if it means losing everything.

How was a girl like me supposed to deal with a man like him. Our first encounter was terrible, the asshole called me fat and next thing I know my Uncle wants him as my bodyguard. Blaze and I will have our ups and downs, join us on our emotional journey through life and maybe by the end of this you will be able to handle your very own bad boy asshole.

18+ This story is rated MATURE. When powerful meets precious. - "I could break you within seconds, I am the predator and you, Lizzy, are my prey. Do you want that? Do you want me to fucking break you?" The fire in his eyes, it's insane. He's so angry - yet far from scary. He's setting me on fire. When he calls me Lizzy, it meddles with my insides. From the first day I saw him, I knew he had a hold over me. He makes my knees weak and my insides flutter. My self control is nonexistent when I'm around this man. This was the moment I knew I was in trouble. Hugo Maxwell, is about to rotate my whole world and I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to stop him. Elizabeth is a single, struggling Mum. Constantly stressed and trying to make ends meet. She's strong, independent and has never had to rely on anyone. What happens when she meets Hugo Maxwell? Two yearning souls become one. Toxic yet absolute fire. We're all searching for someone who's demons play well with our own, how dangerous can that become?

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

"If you misbehave in public once, I'll spank you lightly. But do it again and I'll take you to the bathroom, understand?" ---- We started out as friends who liked each other, but when it came to dating... Things got intimate. We both liked being called one word specifically: I liked being called Baby Girl, and he liked being called Daddy. Kinky? Yes, I know. But it just seemed to work out for us. But we had one problem. Baby Girl didn't always wanna listen to Daddy... -------------------------------------------------- This story contains Mature Content. All Rights Reserved. In order to read some of the chapters, you might have to follow me. I'm not sure how Wattpad works when it comes to mature content.

"He has the most adorable eyes you could ever fall for and the cutest smile that takes your breath away. He has the ability to make you laugh every time he speaks and whenever you look into his eyes its so hard to turn away." ~ Anonymous

Poppy lived across the hallway from Luke. they'd never really spoken. until she fell over and her skirt blew up, that's when Lukes obsession started.

•A Wattpad Twice-Featured Story. *Previously named Elle's Saviour* At 25 years old, Elle Barrett resorted to escorting to provide for her son and unwell Grandmother. Struggling to pay bills and keep food on the table, she met Dean Wallace at the lowest point in her life. Little did she know that he would change her life completely. After attending an event with her client Dean, in which the two find themselves stuck in a lift, Elle's life takes a sudden and unexpected turn when he offers her a job. But will Dean be her saviour, or her undoing? Featured by Wattpad: 14th Dec 2017. Completed on: 17th Dec 2017. Highest Rank: #3 in Romance on March 2018. 1 million reads as of 5th Jan '18 2 million reads as of 25th Feb '18 5 million reads as of 3rd June '18 10 million reads as of 23rd Feb '19

Mature Content* "Please,"I slowly begged rocking my hips,from side to side as he cupped my hot wetness in between my panties. He smirked, and began rubbing faster building my orgasm up. He pushed in one of his elegant fingers, inside me, and immediately found my Gspot. Then he said the word in his delicious Italian accent."Cum" I let go around his finger, as I shatter into a million fragments slowly panting while I wrap my head at what just happened. ....I don't have enough Tylenol to let this one go 17 year old Ansley Westbrook, has to move with her mom and brother from Minnesota to the high life of Los Angeles California, but she isn't looking forward to. See what happens when she runs into the sexy Italian man with mood swings and the cockiest smirk on her 1st day of school. Oh, and who wants to give Ansley unimaginable pleasures. Why is that? Because the Bad boy just has to have a dark side.... Copyright©™ (First Story please like and comment)