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Amelia Palo a 19-year-old Mafia princess determined to take over for her Mother the Queen of the Mafia one day finally. Close to her 20th birthday, Amelia gets the okay to begin her training for the throne but that comes with a price... Her mother has a condition that Amelia cannot ignore, find a king to take her late father's place as Don. Amelia attempts to crush the condition by training harder to be better than any man could ever be. After watching her mother be crushed by love when her father was murdered by the cartel, Amelia refuses to need someone the way her mother did her father but when her bodyguard begins to show her a little taste of what love can do to you her beliefs begin to falter faster than she can catch them. Dante Russo is a 21-year-old bodyguard to the Princess of the Palo family, one of the most powerful families in the world. When the princess finally begins training to be Queen he can't help but notice how beautiful she looks with rage and determination in her eyes. Dante knows he can't have her the way he wants her but if he can't have her noone can. Dante vows to help the princess convince her mother of a single throne even if that means the heat of the battle falls on him. ~~~~~ "Princess Amelia, what a surprise seeing you out of your castle and in the action." The burly man chuckles, cracking his bloodied knuckles in amusement "Mmm my mama gave me the clear for action and you know what it takes to be cleared in her eyes." The man's smile falters for a moment before a form of seething anger clouds his vision but before he's able to say something Dante steps out of the shadows holding a slick knife to the man's jugular "Now Mr. Delrossi you wouldn't be attempting to disrespect the princess would you?" My body begins to burn with excitement just as a sliver of red oozes from the man's neck...

[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [18+TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. While she is still tormented by her dark past, she starts to realize that if anything could obliterate her, it would be her twisted mind. She was desperate for sanity, and as if someone had heard her, the only person who could give her that feeling appeared. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. He would twist a knife in his heart if it meant proving that he'd do anything for her. He yearned to understand her, her innermost thoughts and ways of thinking. He wanted to be hers, even if it meant losing his own sanity for her. εꨄ︎з STARTED: July 2022 FINISHED: April 2023

🚧 UNDER CONSTRUCTION 🚧 〤In editing process, first book, revamping in progress〤 ❝ 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝑀𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒮𝒶𝒻𝑒𝓉𝓎 , ❞ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ. I decided to explore a little and found a room that had a beautiful black bed. It was very masculine, but the smell gave me butterflies. I approached the curtains on the large and long windows and gently touched them. "May I help you?" a tall figure asked with his hands In his pockets. I quickly turned around and was shocked at the sight I was seeing. It was the man with beautiful brown eyes. "No, I'm sorry, I just liked the way your room looked," I told him with a slight smile. ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. Yelena Alverez, nineteen-year-old, born in Italy raised in New York by her adoptive mother, Yelena, crosses paths with Adrian Costello, a twenty-five-year-old Mafia underboss. Adrian is a carefree sinner. He can shoot you in the head twenty-seven times with no guilt. Yelena loses her adoptive mother and is forced to move in with her biological parents. To Yelena, they were terrible people that had no emotion. Once Yelena got closer to her family, she realized they weren't bad people. Well, she was wrong. Her entire family is also in the Italian Mafia and her father is the boss. Adrian has never shown emotion towards a woman in his entire life, but once he meets Yelena, he falls in love. ₊‧ ✩ ੈ * ⚬ ʚ♡ɞ ⚬ * ੈ✩‧₊ * NEEDS MAJOR EDITING * xoxo, Scythe 🍜 ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵ #1 - troublemaking #1 - Pinocchio #1 - Disparity #2 - forbiddenlove #2 - age gap #1 - Mine 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 : 𝘀𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝘁𝗵 , 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 : 𝗝𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝟭𝟱𝘁h

(COMPLETED) BOOK TRAILER IN CHAP. 1!!! I had just turned 19 and was about to graduate high school, entering into an amazing university. Surrounded by plenty of friends, I had such a bright future ahead of me. Everything changed when I met the devil named Eric. Disguised as an angel, I was pulled into his dangerous world. Eric was one of the most deadly, viperous, and wicked mafia leaders. His name haunted his victims heads. He was every bit of dangerous as beautiful, someone so perfect only existed in my wildest dreams. He was everything a girl could ask for. Or so he perceived it to be. . . Blinded from the start in his ethereal world, soon I realize that it was all merely just a mask. And what lies beneath the mask, was far more sinister. *** WARNING: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. *** I pulled away, with some difficulty from his tight hold. "I need to go, I can't stay." It didn't change anything for him, he continued to kiss my neck as if I had never spoken. That's when his hand slipped underneath my volleyball spandex. I gasped out, covering my mouth as I shut my eyes. "I know you want to stay, so stay. I'll make you feel better than any high school guy ever could." Eric sexily purred in my ear. His fingers found the weakness between my legs, and my hands clamped onto the back of his neck as his kisses nuzzled on my neck. I leaned my head back, taking in sharp breaths as his fingers felt inside me. He was so good at everything he did, I was learning from what seemed a professional. After taking another brief look at the clock, I decided to take the risk. After all, an adventure is much more fun when it's dangerous. Or so I'm hoping, I never really had the guts to do anything mischievous before. *** #1 in Romance 7/22/18 His Obsession. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

BOOK 2 OF THE DE'MARCO SERIES This book is a part of a series, but can be read as a standalone, please read the last paragraph for detailss. •••••••••••••••••••• Niccolo Dante De'Marco. Underboss of the Italian Mafia, pretty closed off, very open around his family, known as a ruthless man. He is also the Don's cousin and best friend, he's sharp and is unbothered about most things that dont concern his family. Aria Amber Stone. She's a girl with a past. At the tender age of 19, Aria has seen grief and terror. She's shy and anxious, can stand her ground but also gets scared easily. She's learned not to show fear to men, they will abuse it. She ran away from her home, if you can call it that, and sought refuge in Sicily, the mafia central. Join Niccolo and Aria as they find eachother and work their way around the challenge that is intimacy. * All pictures used are from pinterest, i dont claim credit for any of them. PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING ANY OF MY BOOKS. If i have used your material and you want me to either remove it, or give you credit, please let me know and id be happy to. * ●●●●●●●● WARNING ⚠ PLEASE READ The book DOES NOT HAVE any smut. It is marked mature because of language. ●●●●●●●● LA MIA MELODIA MY MELODY ♡ * hiii. If you are here from PICCOLO BAMBINO INGENUO then hiiiii you guys, this is Niccolo's story and i am very excited about it. hehe. If you haven't read PICCOLO BAMBINO INGENUO, which is my first book, its okay, this book does have references to it and would be kind of like a little continuation, but its a story on its own, any references that i do put ill explain, but if you wanna get the full experience then id recommend you do read it. Oki enjoy muah.

[A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE] Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation in her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him. He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison. ------------------------------------- I hear his hoarse voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. "You have no idea how dangerous it can be..." He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing. "Careful...You are messing with the devil, Cole." He doesn't let me breathe for a minute as he starts attacking me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathe heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reach my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe. "You know why people call me the devil?" His breath fanning over my ear. "It's not because I am a sinner." His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. "It's because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins." WARNING: Contains strong language, sexual descriptions and scenes which might be uncomfortable for some readers such as depiction of illegal occupations, drug dealing, use of weapons, blood and killing. Read at your own risk. Also, I have no claim over the pictures used in the story. They are taken from internet.

Curve Appreciation TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of emotional abuse, physical abuse, and toxicity. "You have no idea what you're doing to me, Dahlia... and I intend to show you, inch by delicious inch." His hand was still gripping my waist, his fingers digging into the softness of my side the part of me I usually tried to hide. The part I thought men ignored. But he held it like it turned him on. Like my body curvy, plush was made for his hands. He pulled me in, brushing his belt buckle, my thighs pressed against his like they belonged there. I couldn't breathe. I didn't want to breathe. My mind screamed "this is dangerous" because it was. He was danger dressed in a thousand dollar suit. He was power and violence wrapped in silk words and sharp eyes. And still, my body didn't care. It lit up under his touch. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #3 wmbw #5 dark #6 ceo #13 18andup #35 obsession #38 bwwm #66 mafia #23 curvy #7 daddyissues #8 intense #9 newwriter #3 Italian #20 danger #17 interracial #365 darkromance #632 toxic

{book two of the Gang love series} * I got pulled into an empty classroom and a pair of hands covered my eyes. "Guess who?" he whispered into my ear before nibbling on it. I giggled. "Hi, Drew." He turned me around by my waist and placed his lips on mine. "Hi, Queenie." I walked to the side and hopped onto a desk. "Now is there a reason why you pulled me into an empty classroom?" I asked. He walked in between my legs placing his hands on either side of my legs. "I wanted a kiss," he said before leaning forward and connecting our lips again. My hands went to the back of his neck and into his hair. My tongue went into his mouth making him pull me against his body and squeeze my hips. When we pulled apart he rested his forehead against mine. "Will you come over after school? We can work on our project and makeout, well mostly makeout."* High school is hard enough without the problems faced being in California's most feared and the most powerful gang. Regina Di' Medici King is living this life but with the added troubles of Andrew Gray, the son of a rival gang leader, making her feel things she's never felt before. Will the two of them find a way to make it work or will it all fall apart? Sequel to Princess and the Devil. Highly suggest reading the first book. This can be read as a separate book but there would be certain parts that won't make sense. I guess you will just have to read to find out. Caution there will be mature scene, swearing and sexual situations. Once again you don't like that? Then don't read this! Ranked #1 in booktwo in July 2019 & Sept 2019 & Oct 2019 Ranked #1 in maturelanguage in Oct 2019 Ranked #1 in maturethemes in Nov 2019 © 2019 Princesstreatment ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"That's it, moan my name like a fucking whore" he growls. "Oh my" she screams as she grips his hair as now he is licking it in most perfect way. She is now too close and Xavier nows it but he keeps sucking her harder. She rolls her eyee and arch her back as she release and Xavier taste all of it like he has been waiting for this. ............. "I know what you're hiding," he growled one night, pinning her against the wall. "And when I find out the truth, Rose, you'll wish you never stepped into my world." He wraps her throat with his one hand and caressing her thighs with another while smirking. ................. Rose was supposed to hate him. Xavier was the man who had ruined her life, the cold, ruthless mafia leader responsible for her family's murder. Her plan was simple: make him fall for her, betray him, and watch his empire crumble. But nothing about Xavier was simple. She should run, but it was too late. She was falling for the man she came to destroy. When revenge and desire collide, the price of betrayal might just be her heart-and her life.

••••• 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.

Aaron Russo - Don of the Russo mafia. "To kill or be killed" He had many women in his life but the one thing he didn't do was love or relationships. He said it was a weakness, something people can exploit and hold against you, something he can't have being the head of the mafia. His main objectives are making money, killing traitors and over powering every other mob. That's until he laid eyes on her. Aaron Russo may not do love or relationships, but he knew she was going to be his. She was made for him. Florence Stan - First year uni student. Finally away from strict parents and boyfriend. Studying, making friends and partying is on her agenda for the next three years while she stays in accommodation. She wanted to see what she'd been missing over the years when her father wouldn't allow her to go out, that's untill she ends up at the wrong club at the wrong time. His club. Little did she know the "freedom" she thought she'd just gained would disappear once again. She would no longer be her father's property but his. •• "Well you didn't think I'd just sit here, accept your deal and fall at your knees begging for you to be with me forever, did you?" I smile at her causing her smile to drop. "Don't answer that, you proved you were a freak when you kidnapped me. Anyways, since I have lived with my father for 18 years, I know what men like you and him are like, there's no way for me to get out of this. So, for the next two years I will do everything to make you hate me, I will make you wish you never brought me into your life. By time It gets to the end you will be begging my father to take me back." I slowly get up and walk around the table till I'm right in front of her. Her breathing hitches as I sit on the desk with my hands on my knees, bent down inches away from her face "Princess, I don't beg, the only person who will be begging is you when you want me to fuck that sweet little pussy of yours. Don't make empty threats again

Karmen Morales, 21. She's lost her Parents, her only brother, and just found out she's going to be a single mother after having a one night stand with with someone without even knowing his name. How will she react when six years later the man comes back into her life and reveals he's the leader of the Italian mafia, Luca Vitale. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "You know for all those years I couldn't get you out of my head." He says pulling his shirt off his shoulders, leaving me speechless. "I thought about how you looked, how you sounded, how you felt." He said pushing me down so I'm laying on my back. He grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed. He holds one of my legs up, leans down and kisses my inner thigh. "ho pensato a come hai assaggiato" he said, kissing higher and higher up my thighs. (i thought about how you tasted) He reaches my underwear and slips his fingers under the straps. He presses his thumb against my clit causing me to gasp. "You're so wet for me tesoro." He says, causing me to blush. He pulls his hand away and pulls my panties down my legs, leaving me completely exposed. He spreads my legs gently with his hands before kneeling down and placing a wet kiss right on my clit causing me to shudder. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Chapters with (☑️) equal smut. **STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND LANGUAGE READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED** (Comments that involve any kind of kink shaming will be deleted. ) Much love -the author ❤️ ----------------------------------------------------------------- 10k reads- 08/31/21 20k reads- 09/24/21 30k reads- 10/07/21 40k reads- 10/13/21 50k reads- 10/30/21 60k reads- 11/22/21 70k reads- 12/15/21 80k reads- 1/1/22 90k reads- 1/11/22 100k reads!!!!!- 1/23/22 200K READS!!!- 4/25/22 420k READS!!!- 5/20/23

A mafia siblings book with a love interest as the two central themes. -- Katerina is a 15-year-old girl who has been abused by her mother for as long as she can remember. As time goes on, the worst years of her life seem neverending, and she can only take so much more; even with the help of a close friend, she struggles to remain true to herself. After the death of her mother and stepfather, Katie learns that she is not alone in the world, having thought for years that she had no other family other than the she-devil that called herself Kat's mother. Most surprising of all is when she learns of the brothers who had been searching for her for the past decade. -- Will Kate finally be able to overcome her dark past and love again, or will she stay cold and closed off from the world forever? Will her brothers finally be able to break down the walls that she has spent years building? Or will they push her to her limits, breaking her beyond repair? - Excerpts: Sebastiano's POV: "Sometimes I feel like my life is a lie," she mumbles, leaning her head against my shoulder. "I like to act tough, but most of the time, that act is just to hide how broken I truly am." - Katerina's POV: "It's not your job to protect me!" I exasperate, trying to pull my arm away. Instead, he grabs both of my arms firmly, yet gently, pulling me towards him. "My brothers smother me enough as it is," I grumble under my breath, tugging away from him pointlessly as his grip on my arms never falters. "I realize that it isn't my job to protect you, Katie, but I want it to be," he declared, meeting my gaze. ----------- ⚠️TW: List on Chapter 0 This is a mafia story after all... Disclaimer: I do not own any of the photos used. They are all from Pinterest, and all translations are from Google Translate. The videos are from YouTube. Started Sept. 19, 2022 Ended: ONGOING Top Rankings: #1 Teenagers #2 Brothersbestfriend #5 littlesister #6 overprotective #10 reunited #10 Cassandra #13 abus

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

The first time it happened, Capri thought it was just bad luck. The second time someone attempted to kidnap her, she thought it was just a coincidence. But when it happened again, she knows for sure someone is actively trying to get to her. Not knowing who to trust, she seeks refuge with the Moretti mafia family. * * * Capri had made a name for herself as a sought after hacker. But now, someone is after her and she needs a safe place to lie low while she figures out the identity of her latest adversary. But one thing she didn't count on is how much this latest chapter in her life is going to forever change her. Lorenzo is next in line to be the next Don Moretti. He is pretty much set in life. He's young, good looking, has girls throwing themselves at him and all the money in the world to do as he pleases. But for once, a certain blonde has caught his eye and this time, he's not the one dictating the rules, she is. * * * "Strip" I ordered. He wasted no time and did as I say. "Get on the bed." He climbed on my bed and lie down in the middle with only his boxers remaining. "Aren't you a bit overdressed mi amore?" I took his necktie and tied his hands together over his head and attached it to the headboard. "Ooh, kinky." He cooed, licking his lips in anticipation. Then, I climb down and stand next to the bed and take a few seconds to admire my handiwork before I went back to what I was doing on my PC. Sniggering a little at Lorenzo's expense. That should teach him to not mess with me. "Wait, what?" a slight panic in his voice, realizing that he had been played, he tried to pull his hands free. "Capri! This is not funny." * * * • MATURE THEMES 18+ • Started: 28.8.2021 Finished: 06.5.2022

As he leaned in closer, I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face and his tempting lips mere inches away from mine. Our eyes locked onto each other, unable to look away as the tension between us grew stronger. We both knew what was about to happen, and the anticipation was almost unbearable. His tone was low and intimate, "Ana, there were times I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness. It wasn't just missing an old friend; it was missing you. I didn't realize how much you truly meant to me until you were no longer around. Life felt duller without you." His lips brushed against mine in a kiss that felt both familiar and the appeal of an uncertain future. The world around us disappeared, leaving only the heartbeat of a moment that whispered of what could be. His lips were a perfect combination of softness and a hint of rough passion. His muscular arm encircled my waist, pulling me into his lap. Our lips moved together as if they were made for each other. Dante's warmth, coupled with the musky undertones of his cologne, enveloped my senses. A surge of desire awakened a long-forgotten greed, a craving I hadn't felt in years. Every subtle collision of our chests sent a shiver through me. Beneath the fabric of my shirt, my nipples hardened under my shirt. Each brush of his lips ignited a cascade of tingles, electrifying sensations that traveled every inch of my body. Stifling a moan became a battle against the ripples of pleasure he effortlessly stirred within me. As we pulled away, I met Dante's eyes, his eyes held a depth of longing, a silent plea for more. I only could hope that the same didn't show within mine. The line between friendship and something more had blurred. Our eyes met in a shared acknowledgment. Emotions of embarrassment and guilt collided within me, an internal lecture echoing amidst the tense air. "Dante," I began, my voice a whisper, "You need to take me home." #1 in possessive 6/16/24

~ONGOING~ Rosie Taylor- a 23-year-old model who's been mistreated all her life, from her parents to her husband. Her parents sold her to a mafia boss when she turned 21 to pay off their debts. Leonardo Rossi- a 30-year-old Italian mafia boss who grew up with his mom after his dad was killed when he was only 9. When he turned 18, he took over his dad's Mafia. ~PREVIEW~ Leonardo gets up and walks behind me "Sei carina (You look pretty)", he smirks. "Huh?" I turn around, and he eats the grape out of my hand while smirking. I gasp a little, and I can feel myself starting to blush; he walks away and goes upstairs. I stare at the stairs for a while, contemplating what to do, and then I decide to go upstairs after him. I walk into his office to see him in a white dress shirt; the first few buttons unbuttoned. Rubbing his temples, I walk in, closing the door behind me. He looks up, making eye contact with me. "Come here, Bellissimo" I walk over to him, and he grabs my arm, pulling me onto his lap. "You're driving me fucking crazy, Rosie," I smile. He grabs my chin pulling me close kissing me. I kiss him back, rolling my hips and wrapping my hands around his neck. He kisses my neck. I lean my head back, giving him better access. I moan quietly as he bites and kisses my neck. I feel him growing an erection under me. I'm shocked by his size. He pulls back and smiles, running his hand through my hair. "Oops, I left a mark," he smirks; I gasp, "Leo!!" I run to the mirror in his office looking at my neck.

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.

If you like fantasy/romance you should try my story The Flower Longed Death. It is written a LOT better than this one is! -------------------------- "You must've got the wrong impression if you keep expecting to get away with shit like this, so let me make things clear," He says with a calm smile. He moves his face closer to mine, losing the lighthearted grin that had previously cooled my nerves. I get a better look at the scar across the bridge of his nose, and the vague one X'ed onto his lips. Now I want them even more. -------------------------- Eighteen year old Mileva never thought her past would catch up to her after leaving years ago to live in New York City. She didn't think she wanted it to. However, she also didn't think she would cross paths with a guy like Valen, the Italian Mafia's heir. He's only twenty three, but he's somehow the most attractive and intimidating man she has ever met, let alone heard of. Mileva battles her anxiety adjusting to this new life of hers, while Valen is just getting comfortable with his new obsession. -------------------------- Word count: 110,000 There is a lot of graphic content, so please read carefully! List of specific warnings can be found in the introduction. The writing gets better as the story progresses, I promise.

THIS BOOK IS DARK AND VIOLENT. SOME SCENES MAY BE DISTURBING, MATURE THEMES PRESENT THROUGHOUT. ***this book has gone through some storyline changes from chapter 6 onwards *** ~~ Places, names and locations are made up throughout. Google translate was used in writing of this book, apologies if translations are wrong.~~ My mind wonders and I stand brushing the shoulder of the man that infatuated me, beckoning him to follow as I flutter my eyes. Trailing my hand over the wall of my new home, I glance over my shoulder biting my lip enticing him. I continue my trial until he pins me to the wall, my nostrils burning from the smell of his liquor riddled breath. "You are to beautiful to be shared by one man" his tongue flicks along his lips as his Russian accent penetrates my ears. I smile to him and lean close "Show me what man I really should be sharing my time with .." Sliding under his arm and pulling him by his suit to my private office. Inside his lips crash to mine as he carries me to the desk, demanding instant access to my woman hood I tsk at him pushing him back "On your knees" I demand as he drops, a smile spreading across his lips watching me slowly lift my skirt. He grabs my thighs hard "With pleasure, Princess" I watch him trail kisses up my thighs then as he goes for my center, I crush my thighs to his head and twist my hips snapping his neck. Watching as his lifeless body falls to my freshly polished wooden floor. "para mi familia, pedazo de mierda" spitting on his lifeless form I snap from my dream to clicking near my ear "stai bene moglie?" (Are you well wife ?) He whispers close and I nod. A satisfied grin fills my face as I raise a glass to my familes assissin, tilting my head "tu tiempo llegará"(your time will come) muttering under my breath, watching the man nod back. #3 woman power 19/03/2022 #1 sexscenes 16/06/2022 #16 Romance 16/06/2022 #10 Gory 19/06/2022 #14 Violince 19/06/2022 #12 Multicultural 18/06/2022