Vladimir Egochenkov, is the most feared Russian gangleader on the world globe. He is only 27 and he owns most of the police department and New York itself. When Rosaline Vezkev comes to one of his restaurant he may only desire her in every possible way. His love for her is dangerous as he is becoming possessive over his propriety!

“Don’t you know? I get what I want, whenever I want. Nothing will stop me from having you, not even your family.” He smirks. I shudder knowing how true his words were but not wanting to accept it. ******* He gets what he wants. Nothing stops him from getting her. After all, who would when they know their life will be at risk. Lucca Stone is someone you would never want to meet. This cold billionaire is the devil himself with no emotions whatsoever. Tormenting people mercilessly is his favourite hobby. But there’s more to him that not all knows… After all, there is always a back story to why one is the way they are now. Rose Steele just happens to stumble upon him at the most disadvantaged time. From then on she feels lust, pain, jealousy and love. Why must the innocent and vulnerable suffer when they have already suffered from before? Can her heart bear the weight of another betrayal? Thus, this begins the pain journey for Rose and whether or not she wants to escape his overbearing, controlling self.

"Mother.. please I don't want to marry him" I pleaded to her. "You know Eve nothing can be done now" She replied "Come on compose yourself you have to make appearance". Soon I was dragged near the entry from where my father escorted me to the aisle where my groom stood in black suit looking handsome but his eyes showed how indifferent he felt at that time. His disinterest in this was what making me to run away because he too didn't want this wedding as much as I. "Good Morning Mr. Evans" I said to him to be polite. All I heard from him was "huh". I filled my plate and sat down next to him to eat when he said "Look I know we got married and all but I don't want you next to me when we are alone. All you have to do is accompany me when I go to functions and look like a pretty and happy wife and for now you can take your plate and eat at your room". I was shaking in fear now that he was so close to me and I was vulnerable to him and he could do anything and I won't be able to do anything. when he noticed me shivering he held my hair in his hand and pulled me close to his face and said " Know this Eve, I own you. You are mine. Even though you are married to my brother you are mine only mine. So make sure you stay innocent like how you are now. Because if I came to know that you are not. I will kill the man to whom you will loose it and then I will punish you so hard that you can't even imagine".

#𝟐 ▪ 𝐆𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬. ❝You know you want me, little assassin.❞ I scoffed and pushed his hand away from my face, taking a few staggering steps back to distance the space between us. ❝No, I don't.❞ He smirked. That panty-dropping smirk and my breath hitched. Brown eyes penetrated into mine as they sparkled with amusement and playfulness. ❝How long will you deny the attraction?❞ * She was deadly, dangerous, seductive. She could bring anyone down to their knees in a matter of seconds. Her aura emitted sensuality, it was men's greatest weakness. If your file was on her desk, you'd be dead within 24 hours. He was mysterious, cold, terrifying. His name made you shiver in fear and one look from him would make you wish you were dead. He radiated power, it was what made him a strong leader. If you crossed passed with him, you could guarantee to be dead soon along with all your loved ones. Two dangerous paths should never have crossed but they do and that's all because his file lands on her desk. The Assassin. The Mafia boss. And throw in some betrayal, violence and a whole bunch of seduction. What do you get? Well, you'll just have to read and find out. [𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤] [Contains mature language and suggested scenes] ▪Can be read as a stand alone © Copyright 2017 of ImAWandererXO

"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.

"You can't be serious!" I said holding onto my baby bump. "This child is going to choose for him or herself! They are not going to run the mafia!" "An heir is supposed to protect my empire! Our empire! This kingdom was built on my ancestors' blood, sweat, and tears! When this baby is old enough, I will train the child to be a feared leader!" Gio exclaimed as he stood up from the couch and looked down at me. I walked up to my husband. "You sound like your father." ........ Gio and Isabel are back with the second part of their story. Their story was left off with the incredible news of Isabel's pregnancy. Now that this mob boss and his Bella are married and expecting, there are struggles and obstacles that they both need to cross to make sure their little Angels come into the world.

Summary :BWWM Warning ⚠️ Mature content "What do you mean I can't leave" He slowly walked towards me like I was his prey; making every bit of confidence I had vanish. "I mean you're mines angel. Ever since I saw that smile that beautiful smile of yours you were mines, ever since I heard that beautiful contagious laugh of yours you were mines, and ever since I hugged and felt that masterpiece you call a body you were mines. I'll be damned if I loose what's mines" he said with so much dominance I started squirming in my spot. "B-but what if I don't want to be yours" I said not even believing it myself He smiled " then I'll fuck you until you do, I know how much you've been wanting it." I instantly felt flushed I almost wanted to scream "take me now" ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ still being edited

"This is the hall bathroom," I motioned as we passed, "and this is the bedroom." "Bedroom?" Cadence clarified. "Just one? But you said I'd be staying here." I turned to see her blushing again, and had the urge to place my hand on her cheek to see if it was as warm as it looked. I didn't. "I still have to make sure you don't try anything," I explained. "You'll be staying in here. Don't worry-- it's a king sized bed." "And," Cadence began, looking anywhere but me as she took in the room, "what else does making sure I don't try anything entail?" I couldn't tell if she was trying to provoke me or not, but either way, I had made up my mind the second I determined she would stay with me exactly how keeping her here would go. "Well for starters," I told her seriously, "I'm going to need you to strip." --- Cadence Maurice wanted nothing more in the world than to have the engagement trip of her life with her fiancé, Isaiah in the beautiful city of Moscow. But all too quickly, everything was taken from her. Isaiah was shot by a man in a mask, and she was kidnapped to a desolate mansion to be interrogated about him. She thought she knew everything about her husband to-be, but the more she's questioned, the more she begins to think that maybe her sweet fiancé was the bad guy. Only, as Cadence quickly discovers, in this story, there is no good guy. Adler Ulrich, assassin by trade, and prized hitman for the dangerous Fedorov Family, thought he'd seen it all. But when he is sent to kill an enemy of the Family and finds his target using an innocent young women as a shield, he's not sure he has. When he brings the woman in for questioning instead of killing her alongside her lying fiancé, he becomes unsure of whether he's saving the blonde-haired beauty, or dooming her to a fate worse than death. Book 3 in the Rough Love Novels *This novel CAN be read as a standalone book. **Currently down for editing! Coming back summer 2021.

#1 in lifesucks #352 in Romance #754 in Romance Laurel Aquilla is the daughter of an Italian mobster. She's followed every mafia rule, and done everything she's been told. Zachary Ruso is a mafia leader. He was raised without the rules and does what he pleases. What will happen when thier paths cross? Will he chose to make her, or break her?

#396 in Romance #964 in Romance "Make me a promise then." He looked into her eyes, how was she so calm? "What is it?" She couldn't believe that she was going to say this, but she had to give him some hope in a time like this. "Come back safe and in one piece okay? Please?" She held out her pinkie to him with her face towards the ground as a blush spread across her cheeks. He couldn't help but smile at how cute she was when she was embarrassed. He lifted up his own hand and wrapped his finger around her's. "I promise." He whispered before turning around and walking away. "Come inside before you get sick."