"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.

"I had never known the true meaning of love, it was always something I just acted in movies. To me, there was no such thing as true love because I would never want to be vulnerable. I'd never want to be open to being torn apart but when I saw her. My daughter, everything changed. She was everything to me, I loved everything about her. To the way her nose wrinkled when she laughed and how her bangs were always messy when she ran around to much. I loved her chubby hands that would hold onto my jeans when I was busy and couldn't hold her hand. She is my princess, my true love." [not edited...sorry if some shit makes you cringe] Contains strong language even though it's a cute little book about a father growing to love a daughter he found out about on a guy's night. [#1- father] [#2 - daughter] [#3 - singlefather]

two halves of a whole.

"you my lil demon" china chuckled as she played with aidens hair. "oh for real?" he asked as he turned around to look at her. she smiled, all of her teeth showing before she spoke again. "yes boy." he ran his tongue across his bottom lip as he stared at china in her eyes. "you love me?" he tilted his head as his lips formed into a smirk. china wasted no time pecking his lips a few times before speaking "yes I love you." aiden grabbed her neck as he looked at her with now his redish looking eyes. "show me den ma .. since I'm yo lil' demon"

We met when he was in jail. Or at least he met me. Ghost changed my life and I don't think I ever want to go back to what it was before. THIS IS A MAFIA LOVE STORY! We have drama, action, AND mind blowing smut ofc.

𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌.. ©️𝙽𝙴𝙸𝙰𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚂

The story of a girl that might just change Gatsby's mind about everything. #1 in greatgatsby #1 in jaygatsby #1 in thegreatgatsby #1 in daisybuchanan

-Romy and Marcus- "I'm so close" I whimper, he grinds harder and harder against my now bare pussy, the thong moved away somewhere between all his grinding and it feels so much better bare. I feel the familiar ache stir inside me and my eyes close in pleasure. "That's it sweetheart, come for daddy." I lose it at his deep voice ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ R O M Y: I had a rendezvous with a complete stranger, in the middle of a date with another man. I find out later on that he's married. I feel like a homewrecker, but I didn't know. I want to stay away from him. But somehow I always keep coming back to him. I'm Romy Rae, and this my story.

"𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺' 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝖾𝗌"