WARNING MATURE CONTENT: MENTION OF GRAPHIC CONTENT ABUSE, MURDER, THE USE OF DRUGS WITH MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED 18+ This book is currently being edited for any errors!! "We shouldn't even be doing this." I barely manages to breathe out as he lifted me to sit on my desk. He grabbed me by the throat causing me to lightly moan on instinct "And why not mhm?" He asked looking me right in my eyes. "Because I'm your fucking therapist it's not right." I said lightly trying to pull away but he tightened his hands on my throat enough to keep me in place he leaned in close enough that his lips were grazing against mine yet he didn't let them touch. "You think I'm going to let you go after getting a taste of you mhm? Oh baby I'm no where near done with you." He growled before completely dominating my mouth with his, feeling his lips touch mine I quickly gave in and started kissing back with just as much hunger. Little did I know the shit this chain of events will cost me. My career, my family, my life. Will it all be worth it for a man that kills with no remorse? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Working as a therapist for the mentally unstable was never going to be a easy job but Daisy Romana didn't expect the distraction that gets brought into North Port Regional Clinic. She knew he was going to be trouble when she looked at him from the tattoos that littered his skin to the beard and clean cut hair. She could tell He wasn't like the rest but little did she knew just how different he was. She was supposed to stay invisible and live her life in peace but as soon as she meets Lorenzo Rossi her past and present come to fuck everything up. DISCLAIMER- The photos in this book no not belong to me. I got them from google and Pinterest!!

Mythili Kapoor, in her eyes,is a nobody. Her parents were always in want of a son and were granted that wish post twelve years of her birth and since then her brother Rajveer has been the apple of her parents eyes. Oh yes, she is remembered when they have to make public appearances and play the perfect family but other than that, no one cares if she sometimes cry herself to sleep or just sits by the window of her room for hours with a book, unnoticed or if she misses her meals and honestly, she has stopped minding anything now. She has stopped feeling anything. In her twenty one years of existence, people have rarely bothered about her but she wants one thing for herself, to be independent and thankfully, her parents don't mind her going to college. Shivaay Singh Rathore is a man of a few, but straight words. Multi-Billionaire at twenty-eight, life hadn't spared him the kindness to have a childhood everyone deserves. He is honest and his past is something no one truly can speak about and carries a roguish charm to his demigod looks. Unwanted and uncared for are two different feelings but at the end of the tunnel, both find their base in loneliness. These two will too. Well, destiny and its mysterious ways.

ꨄthe mob boss and his maidꨄ •• "I'm sorry Leo." I exclaim. "Your not." He growls, grabbing onto my ankles dragging me down towards the edge of the bed. "I am Leo." I laugh at him. He puts both of his arms down onto the bed caging me in between them. "Then show me how sorry you are, kitten." A smirk plays across his lips, but I know he's dead serious. The only thing is.. I don't know how to you know, please a man. "I-I don't know how." I mutter. "Your a virgin?" He looks shocked? I thought it was obvious. I nod my head. "Well then I'll teach you." •• Leonardo Marino, the most feared Mafia Don in the world. With no weaknesses, well besides one. When he finally gets a hold on the girl he's been stalking for months and finally makes her his maid, his life changes as he becomes more and more obsessed with her. •• Arabella Hart, a young 19 year old girl with no idea what's ahead of her. Her parents get into a deep debt with the most feared Mafia boss in the world and choose to sell him their daughter in order to pay for their debts. From there her life changes forever when she is given into the hands of Leonardo Marino. •• #1 in intimate 2023 #1 in criminal romance 2023 #1 in crime boss 2023 #6 in bdsmrelationship 2023 #1 in interesting 2024 #1 in intimate 2024 #1 in crime boss 2026 #1 in criminal romance 2026 ꨄ ꨄ ꨄ THIS IS MORE OF A ROMANCE BOOK THAN MAFIA! Please vote, and comment!! THIS STORY WILL HAVE A HAPPY ENDING !! ❤️ THIS STORY BELONGS TO @d3stinies this book is NOT to be copied or reposted anywhere without my consent! TW: attempted rape, violence, smut & BDSM.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

When cold-hearted CEO Leonardo Blackwell's only light is his five-year-old son, he never expects a chance encounter at the mall to change everything. Max, still heartbroken over his mother's sudden departure, finds comfort in a soft-spoken stranger-Emery Vale, a beautiful young man who looks eerily like the woman who left them. Desperate to soothe his son, Leo tracks Emery down and offers him a job as Max's live-in nanny. Emery, battling his own struggles and a life-threatening illness, reluctantly accepts-unaware that this decision will entangle him in a world of secrets, luxury, and dangerously growing feelings. But as Leo's cold walls begin to melt under Emery's gentle touch, old flames reignite-Vanessa, the ex-wife who once used him, returns to claim what was never hers. With public scandal, emotional wounds, and a viral photo that threatens to unravel it all, Leo must decide: will he fight for the man who taught him how to feel again, or lose him to the chaos?

❝Tell me you love it,❞ He clutches my hips as if to stop me, then lets out a groan and guides my hips up and down against his cock. "L-Leon." A shiver went down my spine as I felt my wet panties stick to his hard-on. "I-I love it." The connection between us was more than just physical, it was a deep and primal attraction that drew us to each other. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 & 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. She's pure. He's poison. And they can't stay away from each other. Eveline Bardsley has spent her entire life being good. The perfect daughter, the obedient girl who never strays from the path set for her. But when she crosses paths with Leon Vittorio, she feels something she's never felt before-temptation. He's cruel, reckless, and wrong in every possible way... and yet, she can't stop herself from wanting him. Leon Vittorio doesn't chase. He takes. Cold, ruthless, and untouchable, he's built a world where he's in control of everything-including the people who dare to get close to him. But Eveline? She's different. She's soft where he's sharp, light where he's dark. And worst of all... she makes him feel. She knows he's dangerous. He knows she's better off without him. But neither of them can resist the pull. He's the monster she should run from. She's the sweetness he should ruin. And once they start, there's no turning back. Book 1 of Deadly Series's Kae Banks © 2025

Eve opens a flower shop next door to a club of bikers, The Nyx Knights. She quickly becomes their little ray of sunshine, even though she doesn't see it. After months and months of being friendly neighbors, her past starts to emerge from the darkness. Will she tell the truth of her past or keep them in the dark while trying to deal with it all on her own? What happens when she is faced with the truth of who her neighbors really are? Will she accept the fact that there is more to her biker friends than them just running a bar next door to her and hanging out having fun together? Can she accept the true identities of the Blackbourne Toma group or will she them out of her life forever? This is yet another CL Stone Blackbourne Toma fan fiction story.

He called her his. His ol' lady. His wife. Property of Clutch. Rebecca "Bex" Pierce never belonged to anyone. She chose him. She stood beside him. She wore his patch with pride. Until the night he chose wrong. When a lie tears through the Dawnbreakers MC, loyalty turns toxic and pride turns cruel. In front of his brothers, in front of the clubhouse, Clutch does the one thing Bex never thought he would. He doesn't hit her. He doesn't cheat. He just doesn't believe her. And if he doesn't believe her? Then the patch means nothing. So she takes it off herself. Throws it at his feet. And walks away from the only life she's ever known. No protection. No club. No husband. The fallout fractures the Dawnbreakers from the inside out. Secrets unravel. Brothers fall. The club reforms. But the woman he lost? She isn't waiting to be claimed again. If Clutch wants his wife back, he won't just have to apologize. He'll have to rebuild everything he broke. Publicly. Relentlessly. Without expecting forgiveness. Because this time, she isn't property of anyone. Not even him. This story was born inside the Grovel & Betrayal Facebook group during a live "build-a-book" day. You asked for: • Public humiliation • Believed-the-wrong-person betrayal • Nuclear heartbreak • A man who has to earn her back And as I was reading your comments, one character kept echoing in my head. Clutch. You met him in Unlawful Hearts. You saw the quiet weight he carried. You heard him whisper to Remi. You watched him stand in the fire with the Dawnbreakers. This is his story. Welcome back to the Redemption Road world, this is within the same timeline as Unlawful Hearts.

You've been classified. Red. White. Blue. Pink. Dominant. Submissive. Caregiver. Little. Everyone fits. Everyone plays their part- except her. Talia Hale enters the Harmony System as a statistical impossibility. Sixty-four percent Little, thirty-six percent Submissive- a dual-signature so rare the system hasn't recorded one in years. Too soft for a standard Dominant, too volatile for a standard Caregiver. Too much and not enough for anyone the academy has ever trained. A mismatch. A rule-breaker. An exception. Until him. Rowan Rhys- the academy's most feared instructor, dual-classified Dominant and Caregiver. Red and Blue. Precision carved into a man. Cold as silence, controlled as a pulse held beneath a thumb. Untouchable. Unshakable. Unmatched. Until her. "I'd kill gods for you," he tells her one night. "And kneel in the same breath." She doesn't know what to call the way he looks at her. He doesn't know what to do with the way she needs him. And still, they reach for each other. ♡♡♡ #1 in shy #1 in praise #1 in daddydom #1 in softgirl #1 in lightddlg ♡♡♡

Isaac pulls back, his eyes burning into mine. "Look at me after I kiss you" he says, voice low and rough, like he's fighting for control. I nod, breathless, cheeks flaming. "Are you shy?" he asks, a teasing lilt in his tone. I shrug, my voice barely a whisper. "I-I don't know what to do. It's my first time kissing someone." Isaac's eyes soften. He smiles-a slow, dangerous smile that sends another shiver through me. "It's also my first time, Mila" he says, voice warm and low. My head snaps up, eyes wide. No way. He's too good at this. "It can't be" I say, disbelief colouring my voice. He leans closer, lips brushing my ear. "Just because it's my first kiss doesn't mean I don't know exactly what I need to do to make you feel good, sweetheart." Heat blooms in my cheeks, spreading down my neck. My hands tremble as they rest on his chest.