Your Mine Only Mine

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝. I'm in love with him but he's in love with my younger sister and has made that painfully clear to me. "Who are you in love with?" I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm in love with Isabella, your sister. She's the only woman I truly care about," he admits, revealing his feelings for my younger sister after we had just gotten married, it hasn't even been twenty-four hours. "I'll fulfill my role as your husband, but don't expect any love or affection. This marriage is just an agreement between our families, nothing more. Do you understand?" His words are cold, piercing through me like arrows. I fight back the tears threatening to fall and manage to reply, "I understand." But my pain would not last long, not until I meet Mr. Russo, Marcello's father who was that head of the Mafia, a dangerous and powerful man who stole my heart.

BOOK 1 MATURE CONTENT 18+ Read at your own risk I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched. I brought my left hand up to rub and pull on one of her nipples making her release a low moan. I attached my lips to the other sucking on it and flicking my tongue at it getting a good shake out of her. My hand that wasn't busy made its way into the band of her shorts to find she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "Traviesa." I say meeting her lips with mines again as I swiped two fingers along her soaking wet slit. "Fuck neonata, you're so wet." I say against her lips and she bit back a moan at my words that clearly affected her. I then dipped a finger into her tight hole and she attempted to clamp her legs shut only for me to push them back up so they were bent at her sides. I sent a harsh slap to her inner thigh close to her clothed pussy startling her but she moaned at the feeling. - A story in which a young naive girl gets affiliated with Mateo Ayala-Ricci with many skeletons in the closet RANKINGS ⭐️: #1 in Cartel #2 in Rich #3 in illegal #5 in Agegap #8 in submissive #7 in blackgirl #2 in mobster #9 in drug #13 in Don #25 in BWWM ©Copyright 2021. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie- on wattpad.com. Thank you.

This is my first story sooo🤨 He was cold, ruthless, and killed. There was no doubt that people feared him, he was the mafia don for crying out loud, yes although he had looks that killed he was so dangerously handsome but some people thought that he wasn't human for how evil he was, but someone in particular caught his eye, someone that...changed him, Amelia. She was a shy stuttering mess cause of all the trauma he parents caused, but she made it seem like everything was fine, she was nice. Gorgeous too, one look at her and her parents you would think to yourself "little miss perfect and her perfect family" yes they were very wealthy, that doesn't mean that she had a perfect life, it was quite the opposite really. ... "Damon! What did you do!" I cried, my heart sunk, I've never felt so hurt. "Do you not understand what they did to you Amelia!" Damon shouted. I've never felt so many strong negative emotions, but I couldn't stop loving him. He saved me from the monsters that I loved, and I hated him for it. But at the same time I loved him more than anything, he saved me ⚠️WARNING⚠️- contains smut, violence, strong words, abuse, substance, drugs!!! Don't steal my book, it's plagiarism and it's wrong.

"Come on" he said patting his lap , i peeked at his face through my eyelashes chewing on my lower lips, and that look on his face was straightforward saying that 'if you did something wrong now i am about to fuck you up' which is definitely not a good thing,even though i felt a little twitch in my heart but still letting out a deep sigh i slowly crawled over his lap laying stomach down on his thighs , he placed his hand on my lower thighs making me flinched slightly. I kept my face down on the mattress digging my nails into his clothed thigh. It is scary and i am really not a big fan of such stuffs. "I am so.. sorry please i wouldn't walk out like that again" i mumbled through my pout trying for the last time but it only earned me a pinch on my thigh making me winch and push his hand away. I turned my head and glared at him return to which i got a sharp swat on my bum way worse than the last one."Would you like to repeat?" He said with a clenched jaw and cocked eyebrow making me sigh and shook my head with a frown and pout as i turned my head back towards the mattress. He is scary. "Is that the only thing for which i am punishing you huh?" His cold and sharp voice spoke near my ear making me jump slightly, i pushed my face into the metress closing my eyes tightly, ",no" "Then?" "I didn't... respond to your texts and calls sorry" i mumbled the last part feeling like crying,its not like i didn't wanted to call him back or talk to him i just....forgot. i didn't mean to do that it just happened ."Yeah you will be sorry after this, now better start counting hmm if you stopped or forgot,i will start all over again understood? " he said traicing my spine with his hand and finally resting it on my bum, my eyes widened realising what he just said. Bu- oiee!" I cried out when i felt a harsh smack on my back , it made me tear up, it was way more rough and painful, "Count kitten!" He snapped,i flinched and sniffed slightly counting "One" He looks like that monster

He runs his hand down my stomach placing it over my soaking panties. I wait for him to move but he doesn't. "Tell me what you want Madelyn" he says in a dark voice trying to get a reaction out of me . "fuck you" I whisper back not knowing why I suddenly lost my voice. he smirks before grabbing a fistful of my hair with his free hand. "we need to do something about that mouth of yours darling" ______________________________________________________ Madelyn Hale . Life has fucked her over too many times and she's not afraid to fight back. Her mouth is too big for her own good and is fluent in sarcasm and insults. Unfortunately for her that means trouble. Lorenzo Armini. Leader of the Italian mafia. He is ruthless and believes in taking what he wants instead of asking for it, and right now what he wants is Madelyn.

"Y-you can't run away you have our baby," he says screaming "Bella Open the door" He yells and hits the window. "Please come back baby I'm sorry!" He looks at me and through the window, I can tell he isn't sorry. "I'm sorry" he repeats and I feel tears coming. "You...hit me" I sob. "I didn't mean to I was drunk!" he taps the window "Please baby I will work on myself, just get inside" He whispers. I start panicking. What happens when he finds me? Will he hurt me? Or kill me? I lock the car and turn the engine on. "baby please please" He sobs. I drive out of the garage and start the GPS. Once I do that I stop on the light and put my hand on my bump. "It's just you and me, " I rub my belly and start driving. This is it.

"Would you have killed that young boy!? Over a fucking purse!?"I shot back. It was a stupid temerity but I was willing to take the risk. "I would do whatever it takes to show that I call the shots"He menacingly replied. "Even with you"His voice dropped to a dangerously low tone. "Now you are just acting like a possessive and dominating freak"I replied with a roll of my eyes and a hiss. In a fluid motion, he quickly grasped my braids, dragging it. My eyes widened and I held on to his arm, wincing. "That's because I am. I own you. You belong to me. I'll always be the one you lust for and crave for. And if you try to act otherwise, I'll make sure I make you submit to me whether you like it or you don't"Raphael huskily replied, dragging my braids more. His words felt so sensual and yet so dangerous. I became weak in the knees and my breathing became rapid in pace. "And what if I don't want to submit to your orders, what will you do huh?"I taunted him. "Will you kill me? Shoot me? Stab me huh? Mr Raphael!?" I knew if I were to be someone else, I would have been dead by now. Raphael looked like he was seconds away from hitting me but I knew there was no way he would do that. "I won't kill you"came his raspy reply with his voice turning malicious, laced with cruelty. He pressed his body against mine and his hands fisted in my braids curling against my scalp. Shit. It was becoming extremely painful. "I'll punish you" In the blink of an eye, I felt his lips pressed forcely against mine. * * * * * * What if the hero in your story was the villain? A dangerous dark romance tale of two star crossed lovers fighting to keep their marriage and love in the midst of various deadly plots. But sometimes, the price of love can be death. Updates every Thursday/Sunday

One innocent bright woman. Five cruel dark men. • • • "You fucking liars!" I stood in the middle of the room, "you-you all promised, you fucking lied!" sobbed loudly, stepping back as Giovanni started stepping forward, "No, stay the fuck away!", I tried running to the door, which made Giovanni grab my waist, pinning me against him, making me stare at everyone, holding my chin up. "Sweetheart, I only want to see you cry tears of pleasure", Xavier said, staring at me as I trashed in Giovanni's arms, "don't you enjoy cuddling us, Maevey", Romeo smiled softly as I whimpered. "Yeah baby, don't you enjoy cuddling us" Vincenzo smiled softly as Romeo, making me scream at the top of my lungs, "Shh, amore" Giovanni whispered in my ear. "You-you said you'd let me go" Giovanni rested his chin on top of my head as I cried like a bitch, "did we really?", Niccold muttered, finally standing up along the others, "Y-yes!" They all chuckled, Xavier already grabbing the handcuffs from his back pocket, along with my collar, "we never said we'd let you go", Giovanni grabbed the handcuffs from Xavier, locking my hands behind my back, Xavier putting the collar around my neck. "You're ours. Only. Fucking. Ours!".