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His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

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.

Their love was forbidden, bound by social violations and silenced by class differences. She was like an angel but was pushed into a dark world and she found it better to accept death than to accept its reality. He belonged to a rich family who knew how to buy things, gems and people with the power of money. She was an entertainer of men and he was very famous among women. She had no right to refuse. He had the right to make his own choice. Her wings were clipped and she was never able to fly. He was free and could make his own decisions She was the life of the party. And his presence added colour to the gathering. She was Pari of the brothel. And he was the king of the palace. Different worlds. Different society. Different surroundings. There was only one similarity, both were alone. The moment his eyes fell on a tender flower he decided that she would just amuse him, attend him and be touched by him only. She always found the looks of men dirty, but he was the only one whose gaze made her feel incomplete if they did not fall on her.

♡ MAFIA ROMANCE ♡ *BOOK 3 IN "LOVE" SERIES (FINAL) #1 in Mafia (8/4/2023) #1 in brothers best friend (8/4/2023) #10 in enemies to lovers (8/6/2023) #3 in loving (6/1/2024) "You. Are. Not. Leaving." He said in almost a demanding tone. I narrowed my eyes. "If I want to leave. Than I am going to fucking leave." His grip tightened on my waist, as I felt his other hand go travel down to my thigh. Right where the slit of my dress was. Holy hell. His fingers found my bare skin as Shivers began to run through my veins. "Remember this princess? Remember how my hands felt on your bare skin. Traveling up and down this sweet thigh of yours. Almost hitting the spot you crave for me to touch?" Ellie Brown, daughter of Rosaline and the late Enzo Brown. The most sassiest and bossiet woman you'll ever meet. The woman against all odds is determined to put the Mafia world behind her just like her mother. And also seems to have no luck when it comes to relationships. But when it comes to her annoying brothers best friend, Nikolai Russo, who also turns out to be the CEO of Mafia Tech, she cannot seem to stay away from him. Or even keep their hands off one another. And when an unexpected kiss leads to them faking a relationship for a favor. What will they do? He is a lover while she is a fighter. Will she sacrifice her plans for him? Leave the Mafia world? Or will her family issues get in the way. I mean, after all he is quite Irresistible. **3RD & FINAL BOOK IN FORBIDDEN LOVE SERIES**

Lila was a curious little girl with a wild imagination and a heart full of dreams. Ever since she saw a group of scouts march through her town square, wearing their badges and singing songs, she wanted nothing more than to become one of them. But there was one problem-Lila was shy. Really shy. She got nervous just saying "hello" to new people, let alone camping in the woods or speaking up in a group. Still, Lila didn't give up. She read every book she could find about scouting, practiced tying knots with shoelaces, and built tiny tents for her dolls in the backyard. One day, she finally found the courage to ask her parents if she could join the local scout troop. On her first day, her hands were shaking, and she almost turned around. But then, she remembered her favorite scout motto from a book: "Brave doesn't mean not being scared-it means doing it anyway." So she took a deep breath and stepped inside the scout hall. Lila's journey wasn't easy. She got lost during a trail walk, spilled her marshmallows in the fire, and even cried a little when she couldn't build a shelter right. But every time, she stood back up, learned from it, and smiled a little wider. By the end of the year, Lila had earned her very first badge: Courage. And from that day on, she wasn't just dreaming of being a scout-she was one.

In the beginning, there was death. The darkness flows from hues of purple and orange, the moon rising to kiss the sun's rays one last time as the darkest cloud of night I've ever seen falls over our tiny haven. I catch Will's face from the side of my vision and my heart tightens slightly. The tick of his jaw wouldn't be noticeable for anyone but me. His best friend, his lifeline. A solemn tear forms in my eye as he wipes his face, another tear falling for the family he lost. I love him. Utterly and desperately so, but, there's nothing I can do about that. The ultimate forbidden fruit, if you will. I reach to comfort him and he doesn't respond. I open my mouth to speak and he looks my way, but the gleam in his dark brown eyes hits the moonlight just right and I fall. My voice escapes my throat and I can't do it. I've tried for years to tell him. 10 years, actually. All this time, I hopelessly remained devoted to a ghost who had given the best of himself to a fiery red-head with a sassy personality and the body of a supermodel. For 10 years, I held to the desperate thought that maybe, just maybe, he'd be someone I could count on. Instead, I watched him marry my best friend, smiled as they welcomed their son. Stood, holding that beautiful boy as his mother was in the first round of executions after the beginning of the Revelation. Helped heal Will's wounds in the aftermath. Cried, clutching the tear-stained shirt of my best friend as his son took his last staggering breath in that first harsh winter. The guilt of my emotions crawl through me. My heart twisting in regret, guilt, desperation, and grief. I loved my best friend. She was so much more than that; she was my family. In this dystopian quick read, join a group of people desperate to recapture their freedom and end a tyrant's reign.

Blandina "Dina" Rose was raised in a world where control masked as protection. Born to a wealthy but cold political dynasty, her life has always been dictated-what to wear, who to smile for, what secrets to bury. But at twenty-seven, she's done playing the perfect daughter. On the run from an arranged engagement that's more power-play than romance, Dina vanishes into the underground world of exclusive erotic clubs where identities are masked, desires are raw, and no rules exist. There, she becomes "Rose," a mysterious, submissive siren who surrenders her body but guards her heart. When she's claimed by a dark, dominant stranger who calls himself Cain, her boundaries begin to blur-because Cain isn't just any man. He's the one person forbidden to her: her father's former protégé turned political rival, a man whose ambitions could destroy her family... and whose mouth writes confessions across her skin. Their chemistry is immediate, brutal, and consuming-built on secrecy, dominance, and mutual obsession. Dina finds herself spiraling into a dangerous addiction, torn between craving his control and fearing how much of herself she's willing to give. But in Cain's world, everything has a price... and soon, love, lust, and betrayal become weapons. As their erotic game deepens into something neither can control, Dina must decide if she's escaping her past-or becoming something darker, hungrier, and far more powerful than she ever imagined.

She was cruel .. His hands were tainted .. He was mysterious ... she was smart .. He was cunning . A war That was started and is yet to end , Two assassins from Rival familys , forbidden , enimies , But what happens when they sign a contract and emotions start to stir , Sex , Lust , Passion . it was a agreement a four month contract. But some rules are ment to be broken . When she signs her self away for four months to keep her secret safe . what happen's when they want more . every sinner likes a little bit of temptation .

Baby I'm so sorry I can't explain why I did this. Shut up. I gave you everything. There was no need for this and yet you treated me like this. You know what you will pay for this and him too. Get the hell out my house right now!!!!! ------------------------------ ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ -Mature Content -Strong Language

"You look like the kind of guy who's never broken a rule in his life," she teases, leaning too close. "That's because rules exist for a reason," he replies. Vivienne wants to unravel him. Elijah refuses to be another casualty. But every sharp smirk, every late-night dare, pulls them closer to the line neither of them should cross. Soon, their game turns into something darker - something dangerous. In a town built on gossip and secrets, one kiss could ruin them both. And maybe that's exactly what they want. TW: Drugs, drinking, eating disorders, abuse, etc. Highest ranks: #52 deep SLOW BURN!!!