What are you doing here all alone? I was going crazy looking for you for the last fifteen minutes. What the hell, Ella? You know I hate it when you disappear on me like that." Jerking me towards him, he caught me in a very tight hug, almost cutting off my air. "Hey, did you just sniff me?" I gasped. "I did. Your smell calms me," Mason husked. Pushing him away, I looked up at him. "Your heart is racing," I rasped as I placed my hand on his chest, feeling the hard plane of his chest under the smooth fabric of his shirt. "Were you really panicked?" I smiled mischievously. "What if one day I leave you?" Before I could finish the sentence, he had me pinned against the wall, his head buried in my hair. "I would find you even if I had to go to the pit of hell," he said. "And what if you can't find me?" I asked. "I will kill myself because I can't imagine a world without you by my side," he replied without hesitation. My husband loves me. Even when his family pressured him to choose. He chose me, he chose us. After 10 years of marriage, when I couldn't give him the family we had dreamed of under the starry sky, with his head resting on my lap, he never once made me feel inadequate or less. We were enough for each other until her. The evidence was devastating: late-night "work" calls that lingered too long, hotel receipts, photos that made my stomach drop. When did he let go of my hand? When did he break the promises he made with me? He hasn't changed; he still can't keep his hands to himself, he still looks at me with the same intensity, same passion, same love. So why? Why did he do it? I always believed our love was different-untouchable, forged in the kind of devotion that poets write about and time cannot erode. But I guess I was wrong. #Strongfemale #Owdrama #Cheating #Marriageintrouble #Affair #Betrayal #Possessive #Jealoushero

--A betrayal to grovel to redemption romance -- June and Dylan had spent half their lives loving each other. Their individual stories, a web of densly intertwined threads since childhood. But a gut-wrenching betrayal and its unexpected consequences unravels it all in an instant, leaving them both irrecovably changed in the process. ‼️read authors notes before reading‼️

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

❝REVENGE IS A DELICACY BEST SERVED COLD.❞ In which a scorned and cold-hearted wife gets back at her cheating husband by seducing his boss. | UNEDITED | © 2020 - All Rights Reserved.

BORGATA - BOOK 2 ***NOTE: This is Book 2 of the Vendetta series. I recommend that you read Omertà before this book so that you have a gist of what's going on. However, this is a prequel, meaning this story happened before Omertà, and CAN be read on its own! :) ** Samantha finds herself imprisoned in a world of illegal trade and criminal activity, where she must face the consequences of her actions and repay her father's debt. She also will try to resist a mob boss, who understands her on a much deeper level than her heart can allow.

A young woman falls prey to a nefarious conman, posing as a virtuous priest. book 3 | in the works