His Ruthless Obsession She was innocence in its purest form. He was sin wrapped in silk and blood. And once he saw her... he stopped breathing. Alexander De Luca doesn't fall. He conquers, destroys, owns - without mercy and without apology. As the head of the De Luca empire, his name alone commands fear across the globe. Governments flinch. Enemies vanish. The entire world trembles at the sound of it. To him, women were forgettable indulgences - shallow, manipulative, and easily discarded. Until her. Aria Monroe is everything he never believed existed. Sweet. Pure. Untouched. A breath of light in the pitch-black void that is his soul. She doesn't know who he is. Doesn't recognize the predator behind the tailored suit. And that only makes his obsession more brutal. More possessive. More dangerous. From the moment Alexander lays eyes on her, something in him shatters - and something else takes its place. He doesn't just want her. He needs her. Watching her becomes instinct. Touching her becomes addiction. Anyone who dares to look at her - even for a second too long - is marked for death. Aria is his. Even if she doesn't know it yet. Even if it destroys her. She was his salvation. He became her damnation. And in the world of Alexander De Luca, no one escapes a De Luca's obsession - not even her.

"You are mine to kiss," Damian kisses me and runs his hands through my hair. "You're mine to own," He sank his teeth into my shoulder, marking me and owning me forever since we were mates. "You are mine too fuck," He bends me over his desk, thrusting deep inside of me. "You are mine to love," He trails kisses all over my neck, whispering words of love and affection in my ear. "You. Are. Mine." Damian Reed gives me a beautiful diamond ring, which must cost a fortune, but he doesn't care how much money he spends on me, he could give me the world. Damian Reed is my stepbrother, we have a strained relationship, we always avoided each other, and I think he hates my existence. He's an Alpha, he's hot, cruel and a total player, jumping between girls since he doesn't believe in mates. Until he finds out that I'm his mate, his omega, our bond is forbidden and taboo, but he sets his mind to own every single part of me even if he has to kill those around him. [𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬]

Noah Evans was supposed to be off-limits. A fragile beauty with round glasses, soft lips, and the kind of calm that made people underestimate him. Too pretty. Too composed. Too clever to fall for danger. Levi Knight was danger. A possessive, obsessive devil wrapped in black leather and tattoos. The untouchable Campus King with a dark aura, a filthy mouth, and a terrifying need to claim what wasn't his. From the moment Noah crashed into him, Levi decided. Run, angel. Hide if you can. But you'll still belong to me. Hi cuties 🥰. A New Story filled with Possessiveness, Cuteness and a little bit of spiciness

"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.

Cassandra Reeves was on the run from her abusive father after a traumatic night. Little did she know that after a hospital trip for a broken wrist, she would find her new living arrangements with 4 men who instantly feel a pull towards her and want to make her theirs.

"Pick one " "Either die by this bullet or marry me to be alive " ~masimo Ian d'souza is a surgeon who saves the lives of people but unfortunately the dr. gets in trouble after seeing something he shouldn't have seen . How will he survive & save himself from the wickedness and assholeness of the mafia or we can call him his "husband"? Masimo delvis is an Italian mafia who will inherit the throne after marriage and he is the most ruthless mafia anyone can ever come across but the little dr. gives him weird feelings that make him happy but will there ever be happily ever after for them after the truth gets revealed . 🥇#1 sexualthemes 🥇#1 gaycouple 🥇#1 gayboys 🥇#1 Australia 🥇#1 pridemonth 🥇#1 editorspick #2 lgbt+ #3 boyxboyromance #3 lgbtlove #4 gaylove #5 gaypride #7 pride #11 m×m×m #13 abusivecontent #14 bxb #14 boylove #18 love

(Mature Audiences)Zariah Jones just graduated college and was ready to start her dream job-until her father drops a bombshell: she's been promised in marriage to a man she's never met. But not just any man. Czar Kuzmich. Head of the Russian mafia. Cold, brutal, and untouchable. Known for making grown men disappear and never cracking a smile, Czar doesn't seem like the fairytale ending Zariah had in mind. Yet the moment they meet, sparks fly-burning hot enough to scorch everything in their path. He's possessive. Dangerous. Addictive. And Zariah? She's the only one who dares to challenge him. What starts as an unwanted arrangement quickly spirals into obsession, secrets, and something far more terrifying than love. Because Czar Kuzmich doesn't just claim wives. He owns them. And Zariah has no idea what it means to belong to a man like him.

Arrogant and cold CEO of the 'RIVERRUN GROUPS' Royal Riansh Raichand who declined the throne has only one person who can be worth his existence, his grandfather. He has little morals for people he doesn't care and even less for a thing called love. After working abroad he returns to India only to find out his grandfather is on the verge of death and his last wish is to get him married, but with whom? The enemy's daughter. Kind but stubborn CEO of the beauty brand 'GLAMOUR' Shivani Goenka has always sought her parent's love. When an opportunity to make them proud of her arrives she has to put her everything to deal with it, the opportunity? Marry the enemy's son. It won't be a problem because they aren't alike at all, are they? She isn't attracted to proudy men, isn't she? He doesn't like stubborn women anyways, doesn't he? •Can be read as a standalone• No copyright ©️ My original work.

Survivre. C'est ce qu' Anna fait depuis maintenant quatre ans après cette soirée. Tout surmonter. Mais quand elle pense s'être habituée à ses cauchemars et traumatismes c'est sans compter sur la décision de son père. Celui-ci décide de la marier à un certain Devon Thorn, un mystérieux homme d'affaires aux apparences glaciales. Mais là n'est pas le problème. Le problème est qu'à partir du moment où Anna a croisé son regard, elle l'a "reconnu". C'est lui. L'homme à la source de ses traumatismes. L'homme d'il y a quatre ans. Mais celui-ci semble ne pas la reconnaître. Et désormais, elle devra vivre sous le même toit que lui. Sous le titre de son épouse.

Alessia Ferrari is the Don of the Italian Mafia. Whip-smart and dangerous, she is a woman in a man's world, surviving against all odds. Born and raised to become a lethal killer, even the ground she walks on bows at her feet. She has it all, until that is, her father gives her hand away in marriage. Ace Hernandez is the boss of the American Mafia. He's a cold cruel hearted monster. He knows the game all too well and does whatever it takes to win and if that means breaking someone, he could do that with his eyes closed. Fate is vicious when the two are forced to marry. Will two monsters find solace in each other's arms or will they kill each other? ---------------------------- "I don't recall signing up for strip poker." She replied. Her full lips frowned softly but her eyes were filled with amusement. She knew she couldn't beat me, not at this game. "Are you quitting? Are you a quitter?" I mocked getting under her skin. Her lips twitched before she pursed them tightly. The blues of her eyes deepened and she threw me a dangerous smirk. She shuffled and pulled off one of her sandals. Fuck. So we're doing this the long way. She raised it in the air, dangling it off her finger before tossing it aside. She raised a brow at me, she challenged me. I knew I got under her skin. Just as I had anticipated. -------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK ONE OF THE MAFIA SERIES