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Parts 7
Time 53m

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18 arrogant bdsm billionaire boss british britishaccent crime daddyissues dom drama enemies explore goodgril hot humor job london love mafia mature murder possessive romance sub

"Tell me what you want, love" he said running his finger down the middle of my breasts then flicking my already hard nipples

"I-I want y-you to make love to me" I stuttered 

He chuckled loudly, his sexy voice echoing through the room as he came closer.

"oh darling. I don't make love......I fuck hard" he whispered biting my earlobe making me whimper.

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Elaine was having a bad day. Waking up to an eviction notice on the door of her apartment, her hair that didn't want to be tamed, her clothes which none of them seemed to fit right and finally getting a hint that she may be fired from her job. 

She was trying to keep herself together while walking on the street until a charming guy called her beautiful then stole her bracelet. She chased after him into an alley only to see him get shot.

There she meets Arson Hale.

The man holding a smoking gun.



[𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥]  ╭∩╮(ಠ_ಠ)╭∩╮All Rights Reserved

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Desire Overdose | 18+ by nyxiax

Boris Petrova, the ruthless Don of Russia, saves Anya and her sister from a fate worse than death. But when his eyes meet Anya's, something dark stirs within him-a need, an obsession he can't ignore. His control slips, replaced by a dangerous hunger. Anya Moreno, a simple café worker, is overwhelmed by thoughts of him, unable to explain the pull she feels. The moment Boris entered her life, everything changed. Now, not just her life, but her family's, is entwined in his dangerous world. The danger isn't coming-it's already here. ~ Boris had me pinned face down on the table, my cheek pressed hard against the cold surface. His hands gripped my ass so tightly it bordered on pain-but the sting only made me wetter, made me crave him more. I had fantasized about this moment endlessly, even in my sleep, imagining every way he might punish me. The thought had consumed me, left me aching and needy, wondering if something was wrong with me for wanting it so badly. He leaned over me, his chest pressing me harder against the table, the heat of his body a stark contrast to the cold surface beneath me. His breath ghosted over my ear, hot and taunting. "You want to be punished, Anya?" he asked, his voice low, rough, and commanding. I whimpered, nodding weakly, my body writhing beneath him, desperate for more of his touch. His chuckle was dark, a sound that sent another rush of heat through me. "Words," he growled, his grip tightening on my ass. "I want to hear you say it." "Yes," I managed to gasp, my voice trembling with need. "I want it. I want you to punish me." "Good girl," he whispered, his tone dripping with satisfaction. He pulled back just enough to bring his hand down hard on my ass again, the sharp smack reverberating through the room. I cried out, the sting making my hips roll back against him, seeking the friction of his cock pressed firmly against me.

My Unholy Obsession by v0iddzz

"Apologize, amore." he said with a deadly tone of voice. "If I don't apologize, then what?" I replied with grin on my face. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. He lowered his head down to my ear, letting out a whisper. "As much as I love you, I won't hesitate to punish you as soon as we get back home. It all depends on how well you behave and so far, it's not good." My body was heated by his words, I knew how much I wanted this and so did he. The teasing was only making this worse for the both of us. "Well, punishments are my best friend so I wouldn't mind them." I teased. "Oh believe me, piccola. You will change your mind and behavior once I'm done with you." ~~~ 20 year-old Ella Cage was just a semi-normal girl, the usual clubbing and working with her roommate known as Nicolas Rivera. She did one-night-stands in hoping she would find a perfect guy to spend the rest of her life with, but this time, the guy made the first move. And that one move would change her life, joining into the world of mafias. 34 year-old Lucifer Steel was the son of one of the most powerful mafia leader, along with his brother Oliver Steel. After their father had gotten ill, Lucifer did everything to prepare for the moment that he would be the new mafia leader. The one thing he didn't prepare for was falling in love with some girl from a nightclub. ~~~ Rankings! #1 in Cocky #1 in Kinky #1 in Recommend #1 in Mafia #1 in Richguypoorgirl #2 in BDSM #2 in Mafialove #2 in Submissive #3 in Killer

The Mafia's Mercy by Laisha_Gardner

The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of alcohol in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn't anything that I wasn't used to, because...the things I let him do to me? When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He'd pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless. Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting. *** "I warned you, doll." His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he's still not letting go. This is where the good girl in me dies. "You're mine now," he whispers. *** My name is Mercy-Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree. His name is Marcel-Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn't know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to. As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me that he was dangerous. I just didn't think he could be much worse than my thug of a brother. I was vulnerable-naive. My name is Mercy, and I belong to him. My name is Mercy, and I am The Mafia's Mercy. ⚠️ Content Advisory: This is a DARK Romance novel, in every sense of the word. It DOES contains DARK themes that may be triggering. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised.

His Obsession by Petite_Mort_

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Gentle For Her by eroticvirgo_

"Fuck me Grayson. Show me how bad you want me. Show me that I belong to you and not any other man. Show me that no other man can bring me the pleasure like you do. Fuck me against this car Grayson", I pleaded. "You're drunk", he said. "It's always an excuse, it's as if you don't want to fuck me. If you don't it's fine, I'll find someone who will. You're a bitch", I said. His hand came straight to my throat and his gun to my head. Why wasn't I afraid. Why did I want him to fuck me there with his gun to my head? "You want me to fuck you, that's it", he questioned. I nodded like crazy, I was like a desperate child. Grayson took his gun and dragged it from my head to my breast down my belly until it reached underneath my dress and touched my clothed pussy. It hit the spot where I wanted him the most. He pushed my panty aside before thrusting his gun into me. I could only hope the safety was on, this was dangerous, that I knew but I didn't care, I didn't mine. I'd want him to fuck me with a knife to my throat. Grayson did something to me and I had no idea what it was but he created a sub, he created a mini monster of himself and now he had to deal with it. "Oh fuck-I'm gonna cum", I was a moaning mess. "Oh fuck, you're such a whore. You want me so bad that you'll settle for my gun", he grinned. "I'm cumming Grayson", I was on the brick of my orgasm, I needed it badly or so help me I was gonna combust. I was sexually frustrated the entire time because no matter what. Grayson refused to fuck me. "Oh no baby, you can't expect to be a brat and cum when you like. You'll cum when I say so", he pulled his gun out of me. Keep reading to find out what happens next and what happens on this journey with Athena and Grayson.

Wicked Games by Viomaniac

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Dangerous black ties by imcrazyyourpoint

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Caged By Him by moonchild80

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Xavier's Trysta |18+|✔️ by CherieWinx

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