His hand slid underneath my right leg, slowly pushing it away from the other. His warm, yet tender lips leave wet kisses in-between my thighs as he lets his fingertips trace between my lace, black panties until slowly pushing them down as I moan out his name, while still leaving wild, irresitable, wet kisses between my legs. My hands clawed through his damp, wet hair. "Miles!" I moan out louder ,this time. His fingers begin to tease me as he lets a finger enter me, slowly ,but roughly. My head moves side to side, joyfully as he pulls out two fingers and slowly pushes them in. "Shhh," he softly commands, pulling both fingers out of me. My head goes up, looking at his crazy black eyes in this darkness. I begin to worry, un-controllably. "Whats wrong?" I nearly choke on my words. "There's someone here."

Rose Martinez - a girl who has been living a lie for the past 21 years. Her real identity is Rose Romano Russo, a daughter of Lorenzo Russo - the ex-biggest mafia leader. Also, the last heir who is to inherent trillions of dollars and properties from her great grandfather who created I fratelli Del sangue (The Blood Brothers). Dominic Russo is the current leader of I fratelli Del sangue, a dangerous, heartless and stone cold man. He has been keeping an eye on Rose for a long time.... Something people believe, only thing is he does not understand is when he seen Rose 21 years ago when she was born, he remembered her glistening brown sparkling eyes. However, Rose now has bright blue eyes. Rose is been protected, protected from a person named Meir who wants to marry her and inherent the power of becoming number one in the mafia world - the Italian mafia world. Nevertheless, one question lays ahead, WHO is the real Rose Romano Russo?

#1 in romance genre (1stJan - 8th Jan.) ( Again placed #1 in romance in Feb) Aaron got up from his seat and walked round the table towards her while she was still sitting as if glued to that seat. He bent towards her, his one hand on the table and with the other he held her chin so that their eyes were at level.. "Listen to me very clearly, Mrs Livia Aaron Rodriguez, you are my wife now. So you can only think of me, talk to me, smile at me, look at me and be around me only. You will do what I say." "I am not your slave." Ignoring her protest he continued,"And if you are feeling very needy and if you want to sleep with a man so much then don't worry just come to me and I promise you, I'll give you the best physical pleasure in this world. Afterall I'm quite experienced in this physical pleasure department." "Bastard!" she slapped his hand away but Aaron caught her mouth and kissed her hard... ____________ A cold and arrogantly ruthless CEO by day and a playboy by night, was how newspapers and magazines always portrayed the young billionaire Aaron Rodriguez but how much of truth did these rumours held? Was he really that kind of person as the rumours called or was there a different shade of him? Livia was going to find out soon... ______________ 18 Oct '19 - 12 Dec' 19 Word count : 34950-35000 approx. *** This is my first work and I hope you'll like it 😊 Do vote and comment because your support matters a lot. 👉 The work is unedited. So read at your own risk. If you find a mistake I hope you'll be able to either ignore it or point it out very politely. You can also check out my other book. Hopefully you'll like it too. ❤️

One night and one accident was all it took for her life to flip upside down. Making her only think about one thing and one thing only- Regret. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This book is the sequel to Used, but you DON'T have to read that book to read this one. The characters aren't the same, but if you want to imagine that they are, feel free to do so. *Mature Themes* Completed: 02/10/18 1st Place in The Fallen Angel Awards!

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Sara thought being kidnapped would never happen to her......well she was wrong listen to her tell the story of being kidnapped.

"Il Mio Amore, wait and see what I have planned for you." Adriano said with a smirk that made my stomach churn. All I could do was turn my head away from his glaring cold eyes and pray that my father would come for me soon. My name is Gianna Alexeev and I am the daughter of the Russian Mafia boss. I grew up knowing the hard life of being in this particular "family business" and I absolutely hated every minute of it. When you think of the name Adriano Basilio you think of ruthless, cold-hearted, killer, murderer, merciless, cruel, heartless, callous, unlovable...etc. He is the boss of the entire U.S. Mafia business. He was the Capo di Capi. Boss of all Bosses. And he was my kidnapper. [THIS BOOK IS FOR 17+. IT HOLDS MATURE CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! INCLUDES: SEX, FOUL LANGUAGE, & VIOLENCE]

*What will you do if the biggest nightmare of your nights becomes the biggest reality of your life.* This is the story of a girl who was always treated as a mistake. When she was born her father called her a mistake and left her alone with her mother. When she got married to the most unexpected man who was the most horrible nightmare of her dark nights. He also called her a mistake. What will she do...will she ever get the love she deserved ...or her complete life will just become a scaring nightmare with this man who is her so called husband.

Lorenzo Boseili is the leader of a highly feared Italian mafia group and, being one of the most feared men on the eastern coast, he has a big reputation to keep up. But when he falls for Kaityn Rowe, a shy, stubborn women, how easy will that reputation be to upkeep?

"I think he's a dickhead for doing that to you, Principessa." He placed a warm hand on my lower back, "And I apologise, Tesoro, sometimes my English, I cannot translate what I mean to say. I simply meant that you must have been the one to leave him. No man in their right mind would ever leave you." He had ducked his head even lower so his lips brushed my neck as he spoke. "If you were mine, when you are mine, I am never letting go of you whether you like it or not" I scoffed, "'When' I'm yours? That's a bit presumptuous isn't it?" "I prefer the word determined. You will be mine" "You wanna know what I think? I think that you think flattery is going to get me into your bed." "Well, is it?" I wanted to slap the smirk right off his perfectly chiselled face. --------- "Emiliano." I must have looked confused because he continues. "My name, Tesoro. My name is Emiliano Rossini" -------- - Please vote! -