Suddenly, a painful wince left her mouth as she was dropped onto the floor, her skin making contact with the cold floor. Although she avoided eye contact, she could see her backpack being dragged away from her. Tears flowed down her cheeks when she heard the contents rattling down onto the floor. The erotica landed there almost perfectly on display for him. He noticed the book instantly and chuckled, picking it up and analysing it like some sort of piece from a museum. "Honestly, I always knew you were a freak," he said, lowly, stalking towards her. His large hands wrapped around the sides of her waist, lifting her up again as if she weighed no more than a feather. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his torso, the material from her skirt bunching up at her waist. "Always reading those types of books," she could smell his cologne. "Remember when you came up to me, showing me a book where the girl called her boyfriend something when they were fucking, hm?" he asked, and smirked when her body tensed. Alina remembered that day too well for other reasons. That discovery was only the beginning. "Then I said you can call me that, it was only a joke, Lina," she looked up to him innocently when she heard the nickname, "But it became so normal, because you loved calling me that, didn't you?" he whispered into her ear. The girl in his arms didn't dare say a word and because of that, he pushed her further into the wall until her back was completely against the wall. The gap between her and him was also becoming smaller. A little gasp left her lips when she felt him grinding himself on her. She bit her lips, shamelessly enjoying the feeling with the guy she swore to hate, when really, she still loved him. "And what was the word?" he already knew. A blush decorated her face. "D-daddy..." she moaned, barely audible. ・❥・best friends to enemies to lovers ・❥・ ・❥・warning; DDLG, verbal abuse, self-harm, dirty talk, smut ・❥・

"Time is up, I AM CLAIMING WHAT IS MINE!" His voiced shattered throughout the entire tower. He has found me and claiming what is his; me. "Sire please, she not even 21 yet. Please let her stay for the year!" My father pleaded for my life but it was no use. I belong to him. Silence crept through the house before loud banging from large footsteps crept from the staircase. The pleading did not work. He was coming for me. .... BOOM! The large sealed oak door broke down with a simple kick from the notorious beast. I ran to the corner for protection but to no avail. He was taking me to my new life. ------------ My destiny was written before I existed. My family bloodline held much respect throughout generations, we were a perfect fit to be married off to the Vincenzo family. The largest mafia group to rule all of Europe and parts of America. They controlled everything since the beginning of time. So when my ancestor agreed to marry off his 8th grandchild off to the leader of the Vincenzo clan; it was a victory for the family. I am the 8th grandchild. My life now belongs to the Vincenzo clan.

"Well, well, well. Who do we got here?" An annoying voice mocked me. I clenched my teeth and faced him with a glare, while his eyes raked my whole body. Again. He stopped in my thighs, his eyes widening a little. I couldn't help but pity myself. Surely he's never seen legs like mine, with his sex crimes he's probably used to seeing long, thin, sexy legs, while mine are short, strong, but stubby. "What do you want?" I snarled. His eyes came back to mine, and he smirked."Chill ThunderThighs." I gave him a mean look, is he seriously insulting me right now ? ☆☆☆☆ Disclaimer:I'm still editing the first few chapters but i promise you it gets better:)

I whimpered as I felt the cold metal touched my back. I know he's an ass but I never thought he would go as far as hurting me physically. I looked at him as he strayed towards me. "You're not going anywhere, babe."he said. He pulled my hair up and started licking my neck. Sucking it and biting. "P..please Tyler. S..stop this.", I said between my sobs. I can still feel the excruciating pain at my back but his kisses on my neck are somehow helping decrease the pain. I hate myself for thinking like this. "Say it.. say sorry for talking back at me.", he whispered menacingly. I looked at him ridiculously but immediately regretted it. "Ha. So you won't say sorry?" Without waiting for my response, he turned me to face the wall. He was holding my arms at my back. I winced when he tightened his grip. I yelped when he lift my skirt and slapped my back. "Fuck.", I groaned as I felt the sting on my lower back spread. A tear escaped my eyes, followed by a train of tears. "P-please.. Tyler..stop this.", I begged. "Ha? That's not what I wanted to hear." For the second time, he slapped my ass. It was so loud that it almost echoed in my empty room. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands slowly caressing my skin. I feel sore already. "Do you want to say something?" I bit my lower lip and tossed my pride out of the window. "I.. I'm sorry Tyler." I heard him snicker. "Sorry for what?" This is so frustrating. Yet I can't do anything but beg. "I.. I'm sorry for r-raising my voice and talking back at you." i said between my sobs. "What else?" I closed my eyes as I hear my heart beats faster. He yanked my hair. "What else?! "I'm sorry for.." I swallowed the big lump on my throat. "I'm sorry for.. n-not letting you touch m-me." "Good little step sis.", he patted my head. I heard him snicker before he pulled me for a hard kiss.

Pressing a soft kiss to my lips he smiled against them and I softly giggled. "Precious little thing." He hummed with a smile. • "I'm sorry, London. Please find a way to forgive us." He whispered grazing his lips against my lips. • U N D E R M A J O R E D I T I N G. C O M P L E T E D.

Chloe is a quiet normal high school student. She is 18 years old in her senior year. Her home life is not the best but people have it worse. She is a nerd in school, she is overlooked and is shy mostly. She has a cute stutter when approached by boys. She is a straight A student who wants nothing more than to graduate. Kadin Sparks he is 23 years old, and is very dangerous. He is known for the guy who packs a deadly punch and is someone you stay away from. He is cold-hearted and only cares about his gang. He is a serious fierce gangleader, and no one even thinks about looking at him the wrong way. He never shows affection or any attraction to any one. He doesn't sleep around, and as showed no sign of wanting any relationship, well that is before he meets Chloe. Once he sees little innocent Chloe he instantly wants, and makes her his. What will happen with the fierce cold hearted Gang leader , meets the sweet innocent shy high schooler. Well you have to read to find out. (Currently editing old chapters of the book so certain things may not make sense, I apologize)

❝How old are you❞ jungkook asked. You just put two fingers infront of him. ❝2!?❞he asked with a frown. ❝T-twenty❞you said nervously after shaking your head as *NO* ❝I used to mentally laugh at your dad whenever he calls you baby..... until I meet you❞ he said with a chuckle. ❝And here you are......actually a baby❞ you heard him again. ❝D-don't call me baby.....I'm m-mature❞ you said with angry pout. He smiled at your cuteness. ❝Cupid did an amazing job......cause you are my baby......My baby wife❞ he said snuggling his face in the crook of your neck. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••• A story about a cold Mafia business man finding a cute, clumsy and sweet girl as a life partner. A story about how an arrange marriage turn into love. A story about how an innocent angel become the devils breathing and heartbeat. A story filled with cliché and cringy stuffs like poor, weak, sweet girl with cold rude heartless millionaire and of course Hot Guy. 🔞Different different warning for slightly smut and fully smut Read at your own risk⚠ 💋English is not my first language. Nor I'm an experienced writer. So please don't comment something judgemental. 💋BUT You're always welcome to provide suggestions. Please be nice to everyone, it doesn't cost anything. Cover designed by ✨its_pihu1997✨ Story concept by ✨zarabunny97✨ About plot writing, editing and story line, all the rights reserved to @swaeg001 Started: 31st December, 2020 Finished: 10th October, 2021 ✨Achievement: #1 in btsjk #1 in btsff #1 in watty #1 in agony #1 in btsboys #1 in btsarmy #1 in btsfanfic #1 in fanclub #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in maturethemes #2 in btsscenarios #3 in jeongguk #3 in lovestory #3 in btssmut #3 in jimin #5 in taehyung #8 in Rude [✨I'm definitely happy with this✨]

[COMPLETED] "We both want you." Enzo tells me and I look cautiously at Killian who stares at me with an intense glare. I gulp and look away from the intimidating man. "Both?" I whisper with wide eyes and Enzo smiles, nodding his head. "Do you want that, baby? Two men pleasuring you." He brushes his knuckle against my cheek and then rubs the pad of his thumb along my bottom lip. "Open up for me." I stare at him with wide eyes and then clench my thighs together . What the hell am I getting myself into?! ••• Enzo and Killian are two dominants who have spent years trying to find the perfect submissive. They are just about to give up when they suddenly come across Elodie, a beautiful young woman who has the two dominants wrapped around her finger in an instant. But will Elodie be able to deal with their demands as well as their dark past. #1 in Polyamory 1st June 2021 - 29sept'21 #1 in heartbreak 5th sept 2021 #1 in bdsmrelationship 29 sept 2021 #1 in cute 29 sept 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.

"Where the fuck is she?!?!" I yell at my men. They have to find her, I can't lose her. I see red and I want to kill everything and everyone that stands in my way. I punch as hard as I possibly can into the wall of my office. I feel the bones in my knuckle crackle and the wall shatter. Pulling my hand out of the hole that I've made into the wall. The raging anger inside me grows stronger when I can't find her. I need her to calm me down. To calm down the monster inside me. "She's gone, sir. We can't find her" One of my men tells me. He's shaking with fear. The fear he has of me. Taking my gun out of the holster of my belt. A loud echoing bang is heard as I shoot him between the eyes. His body falls down as crimson red blood begins to pour out of the bullet hole. I still feel the anger rise within me. I will find her, and I will not rest until I have her as mine.