WICKED GAMES |WINPRIM FFS|

WICKED GAMES |WINPRIM FFS|

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Adeline Russon was born into power. Trained since the age of six to become the next leader of the ruthless Bloody Moon Gang, she was raised on discipline, danger, and destiny. By sixteen, she was already completing missions alone-eliminating rivals and proving herself worthy of the throne she was meant to inherit. Matteo Ferrari was her equal in every way. The future head of Cosa Nostra, he was shaped by the same brutal world. By fifteen, he had already taken down one of the most feared mafia leaders, bringing undeniable proof of his victory back to his family. ___۞ When their worlds collide, power clashes with power. Matteo grips Adeline by the neck-not enough to end her, but enough to remind her of the dominance he was raised to command. "Adeline... don't forget who I am. I could end you." And she refuses to back down.
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And he rewarded me - with his mouth. It found the underside of my bra, dragging along the lace with unbearable slowness. His lips brushed the fabric, then parted. He sucked lightly, through it, eyes still locked on mine. My back arched off the bed with a sound I didn't recognize - part gasp, part moan, part plea. "Fuck," he growled against me, voice shaking now too. "You drive me insane." His hand gripped my waist, thumb brushing the sensitive dip between rib and hip, holding me steady as his mouth continued its path - tasting, teasing, retracing places he'd already kissed like he wasn't finished with them. Golden light poured over his shoulders, bathing him in fire. The muscles in his back flexed with every movement - tight, tense, like he was restraining himself from going too far, too fast. His skin glistened with a faint sheen, each dip and ridge of his body cut in gold and shadow. He looked otherworldly. Feral. Controlled chaos wrapped in a perfect body. And still, his hands were gentle. His touch was reverent. His mouth... devastating. _____________________________ Alani, a young, beautiful woman, has been abused her whole life by her father. In a cruel twist of fate, she is sold to a mafia boss after her father refuses to keep her any longer. Atlas, a 29-year-old man- cold and ruthless mafia boss. His mother and father have given him no choice but to find a women and wed her. When a man who forgets to pay Atlas back, offers to give his daughter to Atlas for marriage. Their connection is something out of this world, their souls bound in a way that they're perfect for each other. The only obstacle separating them is their fear. Will they take the leap towards true love, or will they forever be apart? Only time can answer this question, but their hearts yearn for each other so strongly.

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