THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

(BOOK 1 OF MAFIA LOVE SERIES) [COMPLETED & EDITING] * "Arie," he whispered, his smile dropping as he closed the distance between us. "I'm sor..." My right hand met his left cheek brutally, stopping all that he had to say. "How dare you?" I hissed, landing another smack on the same spot. "How could you do this to me?" I raised my hand up again to place another one, but he caught my wrist before I could do so. "Plan your next move very carefully," he spoke in a low, belligerent tone tightening his grip on my wrist, daring me to slap him again. Pain jolted from the area, forcing tears to sting at the corner of my eyes. "Or what?" I scowled at him. "You don't want to find out." He took a step closer, staring into my eyes. "And don't tempt me!" * Today was the day it all started. Everything began to fall apart. It twisted me, threw me against the wall, and ripped my sanity and innocence to shreds. I never thought I'd go through it, but there I was in the middle of it all. Arie Noelle is a wise, strong-willed girl with a good heart, but a misfortunate incident leading up to others tears her apart. What happens when she finds herself on the radar of Leo Bonferroni, a ruthless mafia leader hiding behind the mask of a sexy tycoon, who is not only intrigued but also smitten by her? However, they begin to change each other, molding into something else. She does things she never dreamt of doing. He places the world at her feet, but will she accept it or kick it away in fear? The rising tension between the two kills her inside, but will she give into the sexy temptation walking around with an irresistible smirk that mushes her into a puddle? Will they ever find her destroyer or will she end up on the noose herself? Warning: Strong language, sexual content, rape, and graphic violence.

"Don't touch me when we're out in public." "Don't openly say that I am your wife." "Don't let people know that you and I live together." Alexander and Isabelle were forced to marry as a result of their parents' arrangements. Isabelle thought their marriage would be loveless and inescapable, so she gave him three don'ts on their wedding night. He looked at her, expressionless, and blinked. Can't touch her in public? ...He'll do it in secret. He can't say that she's his wife? ...He'll say that he's her husband. And as for the final don't... In an interview, he declared to the entire world: "Every night, I share a bed with Isabelle." *** | #23 IN ROMANCE | | #26 IN FICTION | | #2 IN IRONY | OFFICIAL BRINGING THE NATION'S HUSBAND HOME'S ENGLISH VERSION ON Wattpad ☆ MINT(10 TO 9.9) GRADE CHINESE/MANGA NOVEL This is the official English translation of the book by Ye Fie Ye.. This account will be accessed by manager.

__❤︎ The Maid and the Mafia King ❤︎__ Losing her father at the age of 20, Bella started to search for jobs. Not to mention, she already was doing 2 jobs. But they were not enough to pay her father's debt. With the help of her friend's cousin, she got the job of working as a maid in a big mansion,owned by a multi billionaire. She heard the owner of the mansion was young and the mansion too screamed rich and power. But what she didn't know was the owner of the mansion was feared by people, the most perilous Mafia king of Italy and around the world. She didn't know one more thing. That the ruthless Mob king was going to claim her 𝑯𝑰𝑺 no matter what. _________ "Sshhh.. no one cares," Lucifer's hot breath hitting my neck as his lips slowly tracing down to my collarbone. "No please- w-we shouldn't ahh.." I gasped as he took the skin of my sweet spot between his teeth. "Don't open your mouth. I won't be responsible for what I would do to you if you open your sweet mouth again, " he didn't give me time to response before he claimed my lips possessively. ________ •[ WARNING ] Contains MATURE CONTENT, VOLGAR LANGUAGE, ABUSE. (18+) _________ Started: 12/08/20 Completed: 24/11/20 •°•°•°• [Cover by me]

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

WATTYS 2022 SHORTLIST EDITOR'S CHOICE -- SEPTEMBER 2021 EXCLUSIVE CHAPTERS AND WRITER'S REVEAL CONTENT AVAILABLE - NOT A PAID STORY Appearances can be deceiving. What if the Bad Boy wasn't so bad and the good girl wasn't quite so good? Kelly Wankum has an unfortunate last name and even worse luck. By the tender age of twenty-three, she's broken her tailbone, thumb, her nose, hip, and now her rib. It wouldn't be so bad if she could say something funny like, "I broke myself on a stripper pole" or "I was mugged in a Walmart parking lot." That would actually be believable, right? Instead, she breaks her rib reaching for a ball of yarn. Even worse, everyone knows she's so accident prone, she could sneeze and lose a tooth. They'd probably bet on her swallowing it in a pancake. Oh wait, she's done that too. Another trip to the Urgent Care has the doctors shaking their heads, offering to pray for her health while new, sexy Doctor Blake Cole immediately gets off on the wrong foot. Months after their first encounter, Blake and Kelly meet again by chance. After inadvertantly humiliating her, Blake tries to set things straight and make it up to her. The problem is, Blake's lifestyle is painfully different, and Kelly can't help imagining him like every bad boy she's ever read about online. Can Blake convince her to give him a chance and prove he's actually a good guy? **This story is set in the present and the pandemic is part of the narrative.** --Cover by AnnieRosebud-- ©2020, 2022

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[ON HIATUS] Guns. Sex. Blood. Two enemy secret agents try outsmarting each other on their dangerous global adventures... but when sparks fly, both their missions could go up in flames. *** A spoiled, rich British-Canadian heiress has been kidnapped by the mob, and both governments are sending their best agents to bring her home. Jake Morgan is MI6's most cunning spy; Rayna Shahid is the cleverest operative CSIS has ever seen. Working together, they'd be unstoppable. Only problem? They cannot fucking stand each other. Both agents want to steal the glory for themselves, and they'll stop at nothing to bring the other person down. False clues? Check. Attempted poisoning? Double check. Seducing their rival and leaving them handcuffed to the bed? Check and mate. When the threat of destruction becomes more sinister than they ever imagined, can they get over their differences and team up to save the day? Or will the smouldering attraction between them blaze the entire mission to the ground? The fate of the world is in their grasp - that is, if they can keep their hands off each other. Mature content and lots of steam. Ami's Good Grammar Guarantee ⭐️

The bell above the entrance door rung, indicating someone had walked in. "We're closed," I called as I swung my head around to face the door. I froze when I saw a tall tan handsome man dressed in an all-black suit standing by the entrance, power and dominance radiating off of him. I closed my mouth quickly when I realised I was staring with my mouth agape. "I was just wondering where Mr Santiago is?" He asked, an Italian accent lacing his voice. I stared at him for a few a seconds needing time to process that this Italian god was actually standing in front of me, before getting a hold of myself and answering him. ~~~~~ #1 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 #20 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 #2 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧 #8 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #3 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 #12 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 #10 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 #137 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 #44 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #2 gangs

(Original Version) My cousin and I are the only true bloods left in the Thanos Family. I'm eighteen now and my absent father decided to finally take responsibility of having another child. Moving from New York to California wasn't the hard part. The hard part was trying to find the ones who murdered my mother and my grandparents, pretending to be a normal high schooler, and along with that, fighting my feelings for one of my brother's best friends. Didn't I mention that I am also going to be the new Don of our West Coast Empire? I am Gaiana Kallisto Thanos, Mafia Princess, and the best fucking fighter there is. This is book one of the Mafia Duet. WARNING: 18+ Mature scenes and language. _________________________________________ EXCERPT: "I only give respect to those who deserve it, and the only one in this room that deserves it is Alex. Plus you can't call me a slut when you are the one who loves to constantly have her bed warmed with partners. I'm the one in a stable relationship." She gave a smirk. "You sure about that," she asked. She took her phone out and showed me a photo of Luca dressed in what he wore today, escorting Stephany into the passenger seat of his car. I felt my heart drop to my stomach but didn't outwardly show it. Years of being able to turn off my emotions come in handy. "Well there goes that." I looked into her eyes. "What? Did you expect me to drop to the floor and cry? Honey, you don't know me. And you never will because I'm moving out." I looked at my father and said, "It was nice meeting you but I'm good. I'll pack my stuff and be out by tonight." _________________________________________ Start: March 30, 2018 End: August 31, 2018 Copyrighted 2018