When a downcast, introverted, and unmotivated twenty-eight-year-old hooks up with a stranger at a bar, the last thing she expected was to see him at work the next day. What happens when the girl who's sworn off relationships, falls in love with the one man who isn't afraid to break apart the walls she's built? ............ McKenzie Anderson is still trying to piece her life back together after separating from her husband, but she's dug herself into a slump she can't quite get herself out of. Add in an infuriating and devilishly handsome new boss to the mix, things are bound to get a whole lot more interesting in her life. Ethan Thomas is a straight shooter who knows what he wants, and isn't afraid to show it. He's got his eyes set on the feisty blonde, and he's made it his mission to show her love isn't hopeless. From their first wild night together, both Ethan and McKenzie felt the intense and undeniable attraction between them. The closer these two get and the more vulnerable they become, they have to wonder if there's more to their encounters than steamy passion. One thing's for sure, and that's that sparks will fly and hearts will be mended. ~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\ "What is it you want, McKenzie?" He demands, his lips on my neck nibbling and kissing their way up to my earlobe. His hand trails down my skin until it finally reaches the lace material separating my pussy from his fingers. Still staring intently into my eyes, he slowly moves the lace material aside and dips into my hot and ready core. I bit down on my lip, attempting to suppress my moans. This only motivates him to push deeper. His fingers begin to move rhythmically inside of me, pushing me over the edge. "I want you!" I finally release, fully giving into him. WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT |18+| |WATTPAD FEATURED| #1 in Sexy #1 in Flirty #1 in Divorce #1 in EroticaStories

She's the most lethal weapon the Italian Mafia has. Made into a cold-hearted assassin by her father, the don, Amora Belfiore has brought some of the mafia's most powerful men to their knees. She has never faced an enemy she couldn't kill. Until they crossed paths. He's the devil of the Russian Mafia. Some say that whispering his name is like calling upon the devil himself. Born into a cruel world, Helios Morozov kills anyone who dares to cross him. Until he met her. When fate gives you a chance at unforeseen circumstances, will you take it? Or will your desire for blood and power hold you down? »»-----　　-----«« »»-----　　-----«« 'Fuck' I breathed out. I carefully stood up from my hiding spot behind the garbage bin. Brushing off my dress, I made my way to the edge of the alleyway. Slowly, I peaked my head out. I chuckled to myself, Stupid bitch didn't even check the dumpster. Click. Fuck me. "You thought you could lose me that easily, kroshka" He breathed into my ear. (little one) "I mean you were stupid enough pull a knife out on me at the bar so..." I boldly replied; despite the current predicament I was in. He shoved the barrel of the gun harder into my head. "I'm not the mood for snarky remarks", his voice laced with hostility, "No matter how intoxicating they sound coming out of your mouth". I turned around and pressed my cleavage against his rock hard chest. I looked up at his towering frame from under my lashes. Slowly dragging my hand down towards his dick. "Do you want me on my knees for you right now?" I purr. His gun was lowered at his side. I started to drop slowly, still holding his gaze. "Too bad you're going to kneel for me, stronzo". Quickly, I grabbed his gun and shot him in the foot. "шлюха!" he yelled as he went down. (whore) I flipped him the finger as I ran with his gun. I am gonna be in deep shit when I get back home. ------ Most Impressive Rankings -#1 "Russian" 8/19/21 - #2 "Bastard" 10/29/21