When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

She never met someone that is so cold and soft at the same time, that is mean to everyone, and not to mention he is super hot. He never met someone so shy, that only minds her own business, and is a total darling and makes his cold heart melt. Liliana Smith is a total angel, she is shy, and the girl that had no friends and her parents are workaholic, she just finished high school and is about to go to college. Greyson Carter is the opposite of Liliana he is cold, has lots of friends, is a hockey player, and has the perfect family. He is on his second year of college. As everyone says, opposites attract each other.

"This is the only thing I have truly ever regretted in my entire life." He told me. And so, I believed him. [Still Editing]

How does it feels to know that your mother left you at the doorstep of some orphanage as soon as you were born? abandoning you? This story is about a 22 year old orphan girl, who spent her childhood in an orphanage having no friends. She never had a boyfriend before. she never felt love before but have a dream of having her own family after she was 18 she started living on her own. getting through life, when suddenly she came across a well known billionaire businessman who she can't stop thinking about. A ruthless, anger issued businessman who just want his business to always be on top, his mom is his life. After a bad incident he swore to never love anyone but then he met this girl with green eyes, and his find himself feeling things he never felt before. Is he the man she waited for? Will she finally get a family of her own? to know more about her and the strikingly handsome billionaire, read the story Ratings ⭐ #1 in wattpad #1 in jealousy #2 in heartbreak #2 in boyfriend #3 in India #3 in romance #3 in billionaire #3 in Iloveyou #5 in Lovestory

"Skin once broken ,can never be the same. Just like hearts once betrayed, struggle to beat again." ................................................... A broken piece of glass, a shattered heart. Was all that could define Ethan Lockwood's past. The heir to one of the biggest estates in the country, the most eligible bachelor as the tabloids said. With persona cold as ice and presence authoritative and terrifying ,he was making sure to not let anyone come close to him. Not giving anyone the right over him. Until he met her again. By hands of fate, the very girl he despised more than anything. The girl behind everything. But. What if the girl was no longer that beautiful confident rich man's daughter now? What if behind her beautiful smile she veil's a ugliness that made her insecure every night. What if she has been already punished in the worst way which resembled a nightmare. What if she was scarred beyond repair. Will he be able to see beyond her fascade? Does he have it in him to forgive her after everything? Circumstances change, people change and stereotypes break. But what remains is the beauty that lies within. And that's when my friends the journey of 'his not so beautiful wife 2 begins. *Could be read as a stand alone.

"You are a girl... And in our business girls are only used for one thing..." His words numbed my brain as my brain interpreted his sentence No...he wouldn't..... He can't use me as a tool in his nasty business. Next I know he removed my big round specs and started examining them. Sh** he will know that they are fake His one hand held my tiny waist and blocked all my means of escape While the other he lifted up the specs and looked at the light through it. "Hmmm I never came across a nerd who needs to wear fake glasses" His pressure on my waist increased and a whimper left my lips "Tell me the truth..who sent you?..Are you with the scorpions or is it that bas**** Neil ....tell me and I may spear you life..." Oh shit!! This is double shit!! He thinks I am a secret agent sent by his rival groups.... And with my fake specs his doubt just got stronger. The hold on my waist is opening the wounds that closes just a week back and tears are ready to escape my eyes.. "I..I...don't know....wh..at you are talkin..g about..." The door creaked open and a man entered bowing down "Sir...the car is ready..." Daniel pushed me back all of a sudden like my touch burned him "Take her to the dungeon and not stop untill she opens her mouth and tells the truth...." With this he was gone and I was surrounded by 2 guards who tied my hands behind my back and leaded me to the path of hell. --------. -------- --------- --------- ----------- When love betrays Family abandons Rivals execute And time changes That's when a girl like her is born Learning to master her fears Going numb to all emotions And mastering to dance inside the burning flames. She is the burning Rose Or should I say was.

He was so stubborn, adamant not to marry the girl he had never encountered with. She was left alone standing in the altar, humiliated. Her betrothed left her alone in their wedding day. Eight years later, they finally locked eyes. In the most stupid place and even more stupid condition. The worst part? He fell in love with her. Hard. He had to start from below zero, making up his mistakes for a girl from the past. Wouldn't stop until she accept him anymore. But we know trouble always gets in the way. A big one. This may sounded like a fight he could never win. [REWRITE VERSION]

The youngest billionaire in town with the looks of Adonis and everything at his feet desired just one thing more in life. His perfect match. He wished for a wife whose beauty would turn heads, a smile that would lighten up his world, and a figure which would curve perfectly under his fingers. A beauty who spoke with etiquette and made him proud. But he got her, A mediocre girl with average looks, a fierce personality, and no curves. Outspoken and downright rude. She was everything he didn't want his wife to be like. But who could defy when their souls were bound by threads of fate? She was insecure And he fueled it further She considered herself inferior to him. And he used every chance to make it a belief. She had a beautiful delicate golden heart, And he made sure to taint it black and crush it under his Gucci shoes. She was his not-so-beautiful wife And he made sure that nothing left of her could be ever considered beautiful. "I will taint every damn fiber of your body, my dear Elle, every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you" -Ashton "I will love every flaw of you my dear husband, every single one till this heart beats for you" -Elle Rewritten version Available on Amazon as a paperback. BEAUTY SERIES: Book 1 His not-so-beautiful wife Book 2 His Scarred Beauty #1 Romance on 21/6/2020 #1 Hate on 25/6/2020 #1 Regret 6/7/2020 #1 cold 6/7/2020 #1 Jealousy 31/8/2020

"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved