[Dark Mafia: fake Marriage] He dominated Russia with power that no one was able to acknowledge. His presence was felt at night and his power hovered over the atmosphere of Russia like an insane demon. Though there was something about him that was considered dark, his smile. His smile hid his alot, and many were those who feared his smile the most. Inna Grace Ruslan was in Russia with the need for money. She swore to do anything to get money even if it meant to lie about her baby brother being her son, and a random stranger being the father of her said 'son' Well, actions got consequences, though she wouldn't know that because this stranger had a smile that hid the dark side of the game she had pulled out. ____ Read at your own comfort. Dark scenes available +18 to enter this hell

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.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ adore /əˈdɔː/ verb 1.love and respect (someone) deeply ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙀𝙞𝙩𝙤,𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘣 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 25 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮? |𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬:𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝|

"It doesn't matter if our 'love' is displayed or not, it needs to be shown as actual love, so act like it." "You don't tell me what to do Theo." "I'm your husband, I'm in charge now." "No you're not." - No wizarding world!!! All characters belong to J.K Rowling expect for Piper Parkinson, Thomas Nott, Pierce Parkinson, Kelly Garcia, and Kayla Stone Contains ; mature and upsetting scenes, along with foul language started : Apr 17 2021 ended : May 25 2021

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

❝𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏❞ He is king. King of the Italian mafia and a cold successful business man . He has everything you could ever wish for and more. Money, power and looks. He could have anything he could ever dream.... What more could he possibly need? She is an assassin, trained from a young age to kill without mercy and used by the rich to take care of their enemies. What happens when the king he decides he needs one more thing in his life? Something that money and power couldn't buy? Her What happens when the princess gets made his queen? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Emiliano Vincenzo Giorgio King, 24 years old, mafia leader, CEO and model. Multi-billionaire. I couldn't afford to offend him. His eyes roamed me for a few seconds. Taking in my every curve, causing him to smirk maliciously as soon as our eyes met. "get on your knees, puttana." he demanded, his voice smooth and heavy. This immediately spiked my anger. I was no whore. I glared up at him meeting his eyes as I stood my ground. "Why don't you get on yours, cagna?" = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Started: 11/19 Finished: 04/20

"You are mine!" He roars. "I will do whatever it takes to make you know that. Whether it means I lock you up in a prison and throw away the key." Footsteps come rushing into the dining room, and I turn to see multiple men--guards I suppose, flanking one another. Each of their hands rest on things within their jackets. Which i can only guess are guns. What else would they be? He waves them off and stalks towards me, standing behind my chair. I try to turn my head to look behind me, at him, but his hands move to the sides of my face, stopping me. "I can give you the world Mia. I am no fool. I know that love takes time, and I will give you as much as it takes. But you are mine." He says so calmly. -------------------------- When Mia Jones, a College student from Australia with a mysterious past is offered the opportunity to work as a translator for a man she had never heard of in New York City, she had assumed it would be a normal job, little did she know it would be the end of her freedom. Matteo Giovanni is the most feared Mafia leader in New York, and the whole country, heir to the Italian Mafia, he is used to getting what he wants. And when he sees Mia walk into his office for a job interview, he knows he wants her. She is his light, and he is her darkness. Will Mia ever be able to escape Matteo and the Mafia, or will she fall in love before she can stop herself? WARNING: Within this story there is coarse language, themes and violence. ______________________ #1 in Romance 29/10/2020 ----------------------------------- Began: 21/08/2020 Completed: 13/01/2021

Nicholas Salvatore the heir to the Salvatore's throne. Born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, he basically had everything in the palm of his hand. A player with the body of a Greek God and face liked a model, the new Don changed women like they were his toys. His hands scarred from murders, dangers lingered wherever he went, his aura had everyone feared his presence. What happened when he met his match? The first woman he wanted but couldn't have. Anastasia Rayne was born to be a killing machine of her father. Trained to seduce and murder since before she even knew what lipstick was, she was a mafia princess after all. The goddess with a figure of an hour glass and eyes that bewitched every guys under her spell. She came to England for a mission under her father command with a perfect plan under her sleeves. A plan that crumbled the moment she met a pair of grey eyes. • book two of the Salvatore's series (can read as a stand-alone) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraaa_

Book Two of The Dangerous Series "Why are you doing this?!" Luna thrashed around in the chair she was tied to, looking for anything she could use to her advantage. "Because I loved you! And if I can't have you, NOBODY CAN!" Kaiden answered, venom laced in his voice. Luna's evil smile appeared across her beautiful face, "you really think you'll get away with this? Are you delusional, or just that fucking stupid?" She spat back at him. "I'm the fucking Queen of the Mafia! Dante will hunt you down and rip you to shreds until you beg him to have mercy on your pathetic soul..." Luna's words were cold as ice, "and only then, will he laugh in your face at your pleas as he rips out your heart from your chest." "ENOUGH!" Kaiden screams, flustered and annoyed, "I'll give you one last chance to change your mind, marry me. I'll give you everything you could ever ask for." Luna's fearless face stays intact as she answers, "you already gave me everything I could ever ask for, you introduced me to Dante." With that Kaiden backhands her, causing her to spit out blood. She looks at him straight in his eyes, "go to hell." And with that, Kaiden pulls the trigger.