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I was normal before this. Before him. Normal job, normal flat, the bliss normality of the ignorance of all the real monsters. I used to think that one time murderers were what went bump in the night. But compared to Xavier Falicci? Child's play. And I was happy in my ignorance. So so happy. Then he stole me from my life. Made me watch people be murdered. Made me murder people. But he made me feel things, so many different things. Through all of the pain, through all of the pleasure, through every emotion that he's made run through my veins, I try to think of a worse way to live. Because being his captive has changed me. Changed everything about me. As soon as I was kidnapped, the old Brooklyn died. The old me, the one who knew the difference between good and evil, right and wrong, justice and redemption. But, you know, through it all, all of the madness since that fateful night, I've realised something. Life isn't like that. Life isn't serving justice and slamming the prison cell door then riding off into the mafia free sunset. It's harder than that. Rougher. And Xavier has shown me everything that I wanted. Who knows, maybe being the mafia boss' kidnapped detective fuck buddy wasn't that bad after all... EXTREME SEXUAL CONTENT EXTREME STRONG LANGUAGE MATURE SCENES OF VIOLENCE I think it's a brilliant book, but I'm biased! Give it a read- what have you got to lose?... TRAILER: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vh8rIs7_pxE COMPLETED AS OF 22/09/18- unedited so a few grammatical errors but nothing major!

PREVIOUSLY CALLED "Adriana Valentin" - Her family was the most dangerous family in all of New York. Her father, Alejandro Valentín, being the most vicious mafia leader. And right along his side was, Luciana Valentín, her mother. She had 2 older brothers, Mateo and Santiago. All her life she was protected, from everything. She was homeschooled, had private tutors. She wasn't allowed to go anywhere. Everything in life was handed to her. If she wanted something, she got it. Her life was perfect. Until, one night turned her world upside down. Xavier Rojo was heir to his father's drug cartel business. Needless to say, he didn't want to be. He spent his days drawing or surfing. When he got tasked with keeping watch over Adriana, he was fucking pissed. He didn't want to spend his days babysitting her. They hated each other. Until they didn't. • mature content • violent scenes • sexual scenes • talk about self harm - best rankings #1 in italianmafia (3/12/19) #1 in 18plus (3/28/19) #5 in love (3/12/19) #5 in romance (3/12/19) #2 in fiction (3/28/19)

[WARNING: This book has mature content in it, such as sexual content, violence and substance abuse. I suggest reading if you are 18 or older.] ▪•▪•▪ "You are mine, princesa," Gabriel muttered roughly into my ear, keeping my hands pinned beside my head to the wall. "On paper, you are mine. In contract, you are mine. In public, you are mine. No one else owns your body and soul like I do and they will never get the chance that I do." "I am not a trophy that you believe you have claim over because of that stupid contract, Gabriel," I snapped, my eyes trying their best not to flutter closed at the feeling of his warm breath on my neck. Gabriel smirked. "No, you're more than a trophy - you are my wife." He turned me around, picking me up so my legs would wrap around his hips. "So how about we stop fighting and you let me take you against this wall, sí?" ▪•▪•▪

"You're annoying. I just gave a speech to you about trying to get me in bed and now here you are fucking staring at my ass." I shouted at him, he smirked while staring into my eyes. His stare made my feet feel like jello. "Asshole." I kept on walking. I was pushed up against the wall. "What did you just call me?" He pulled out his gun pressing it in my side, "I said asshole." I heard him groan. He looked down to see my knife pressed up against him. He looked back up at me. "What is going on here?" We heard the door open. Pushing ourselves off each other we quickly hid our weapons. I looked up to see Matvey staring at us. "Nothing. We were just exploring." Annika Balakin, at a young age she had a normal life. With the sudden death of her mother, she was moved back to her mother's home country. Years have passed, treated unfairly and abused. Hurt and broken her mother's past was then facing her, a past she didn't know existed. Luka Stepanov is a mafia boss who was thrown into the world of blood and guns at a very young age. Feared among everyone, he runs the biggest mafia with a deep secret that could make his people turn against him. They say a broken heart can never be fixed, but can they? When two damaged souls meet will they be able to heal the other? What happens when family, secrets, the past and the death of her mother all come back adding up to something bigger. Will it change her life forever?

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.

Hope. Such a trivial thing but if given, it could be the best or the worst thing that happened to you. Evianna Rose Romano. Daughter of the Italian Mafia. Kidnapped at the age of 4 and she was fed with lies that her family died in a fire. She endured years of torture until one day she had enough, she escaped and has been on the run ever since. Now, Evianna Rose Knight. The number one assassin named Fiero. She is the youngest millionaire with a jewellery company called Daritone. With the help of her chosen family, the Greek and Spanish Mafia will ensure her safety. What happens when the arrival of a new student in school looks like her and happens to be wearing the exact same necklace that is all too familiar to Evianna. The only thing she had left of her 'dead' family. Secrets are unveiled. The past has risen. The future awaits. ------- "Let's go back to my place. I think there's a few better ways to end this night than getting shot by your brothers," I told her, standing up with me carrying her bridal ways to my car. "Let's see if there's any difference from the last time you fucked me. You might have lost your touch amore from a year of blue balls," she said jokingly which earned her a glare from me. "Oh, I know I haven't. In fact, you won't be walking for months once I'm done with you. Both of us are going to have fun releasing the year long sexual frustration," I said to her while she blushes.I bent down to whisper, "And you're going to take it like the good girl you are bebé,"

••••• His hand roughly grabs my chin, and my face is pulled closer to his as his lips move towards my ear, his fingers brushing a strand of my hair back. "You have to clean it up now," he murmurs, and I hum as I shuffle closer, wiping the frosting away with my finger. He watches me as I lick the frosting off my finger and push it into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it as I pull it out with a smirk tugging at my lips. "Did you enjoy that?" I whisper in his ear, and his eyes darken in response. The only response I needed. ••••• Diana La Rossi was given her first target at the age of 20, after spending her whole life in isolation. The mission opens up a ticket to her freedom, a ticket to her exploring the world beyond the glass panels from her room, but also opening a path to new opportunities, such as love. But she is not alone, and suddenly the heirs of the best mafias in Italy have to chase their target, either together or alone. But Diana doesn't only meet new friends and live her life in danger but excitement, she also finds a new family and love, with a past that was buried too deep.

𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐼𝑆𝐸- (𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛) 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛. (This is my first ever book, it gets better as it progresses trust me) Elena Rodriguez is a normal 20 year old, abused by her father but with one secret... She's been sold to the mafia, and forced in an arrangement. Leo Hernandez, is a 24 year old who runs the most powerful mafia in the country. What happens when he sets his eyes on a girl and will do anything to make her his? What will happen when her father sells her to Leo as a way to get money? What will happen when an enemy of Leo's find out about Elena? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why do you get so worked up if another man even looks at me let alone touches me?!" I shout in his face making it clear that I want a straight up answer. "Because your mine! Your my wife!" He exclaims. "Your so bipolar I swear" I mutter under my breath looking down at my hands. "What did you just say to me?" He pins me against the glass shower wall, holding my hands above my head. Oh shit. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ First few chapters aren't too good but they get better I promise. (I hope) I'm not a good writer so please don't hate, I was just writing for fun, and somehow it got views! This is a fast paced love story! - This is the first book I have ever written so please keep in mind of the bad grammar.- Tw- Strong language Mature themes Some sensitive subjects

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!! ★Be careful who you trust. Because, even your bestfriend can also become your greatest enemy★ Don't come close to me !" I yelled on top of my lungs, taking two step backwards. My gaze fixated on his hand, dripping with blood. He had just cut off a man's hands like it meant nothing. What kind of human is he? No! No! No! He is no human, he is an animal. A bloody filthy animal. "I won't hurt you, baby girl." He took a couple of step towards me and I kept moving backwards, until my rear back collided with the wall, trapping me with him. I whimpered in fear. Unable to utter a single word as his bloodied hand caressed my chin. Somebody please save me! I cried inwardly. "You're so fucking beautiful." He complimented me but I returned the favor by spitting on his face. "And you're an animal!" I retorted. He wiped his face with his bloody hand. Then, he shot me a daunting glare. I braced myself for what could come next. I was ready to bear the brunt of my action. He could run a slap across my face. or perhaps, he might even kill me too. But instead, his handsome face brightened with a devilish smirk and he claimed my lips. -----★----★----★----★----★- Janie's father took her to a big mansion under the guise of going there to borrow money for her tuition fee. Unknown to her, he was actually going to sell her to the ruthless, dangerous and heartless mafia king, Luciano Pavarotti. She found out that same day, that the man whom she believed to be her father, whom she trusted all her life wasn't really who she thought he was. Her father just betrayed her! what happens after Janie suffers that betrayal from her father? How will she cope living with the most dangerous person on Earth as his possession? Find out more from this suspense filled mafia romance novel on Janie and Luciano journey. Not for readers below the age of eighteen! ★1 in Italian Mafia- 19/08/23 ★1 in possession - 12/10/23

Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. *** "Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got." My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath. I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs. "Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead." ***