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"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor.

She remembered her scent. It seemed to verify her aura. Her scent was cherry Coke and cigarettes. The latter one was passed onto her, especially after she had handed her her first cigarette only three months ago. Three months was all it took for her to develop that bad habit, but it wasn't the first nor the only one she developed in that period of time. Now she laid on the roof where she had smoked her first cigarette three months ago, and she glanced over at the full can of cherry Coke sitting on the concrete next to her, almost as if it were mocking her. A dull ache formed in her heart, a hollow, resounding ache that penetrated her deepest core. The sudden burning sensation in her fingers made her realize that the cigarette was burned to its very end, and maybe so was she. -♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤- August is attending Cornell University as a creative writing major, and while at a college party her friends dragged her to much to her dismay, she stumbles upon a gang in an alleyway and sees something she shouldn't have. With her life now in danger, she has to deal with the consequences of that night-which includes the leader of the Blue Porcelain gang, Willow, a tall and brooding woman whose green eyes would put the girl in more danger than being caught in a spiderweb of New York gangs ever could. [tw: violence, sex]

"I fucking hate when you haul me around like that." "Really? Because this right here says otherwise." Two hot-headed teenagers with massive superiority complex, unwinding sex drive and a game they like to call 'who can make the other lose control first.' Ice clashing with fire. What could go wrong? (The story is very fast-paced and occurs on multiple time skips.)

"Miss Gallo meet your new lawyer, miss Moretti,"she says and I'm still rooted to the spot unable to move. Unable to turn and face her.what was i thinking? That I'd work with the company without meeting the CEO ★★★★★★★★★★★ The love that got away. Will she get away again? This book will contain (warnings ⚠️) - sexual abuse/assault - blood and killing -detailed sexual encounters -trauma PS. Don't forget to vote and comment and tell me what y'all think.

"Did you miss me- aahhh!...Who are you?"i ask grabbing the nearest thing to cover myself. "I'm Marlowe,your new driver,"she says and her voice is ringing familiar bells but i don't know from where. She's taller than me by a lot and her short sleeved white shirt is giving quite the view of her tattoo filled arms. The right one only has some writing on it, maybe a name but it's too far for me to make out. "I'm so sorry I'll wait downstairs, i was looking for the guest bathroom,"she says with her hazel eyes meeting mine and it's like everything else has disappeared and I'm only here, with her. It feels like I've been here before. Marlowe and Maven were the power couple. She was her first thrilling Dangerous experience and Maven the first woman to tame her with just three words, "you are mine,". Three bold words to a ruthless Mafia boss. What happens when fate rips them from each other's arms, taking along Maven's memory of their shared love? Ps: please vote and comment;))

"I mean come on! I need to get you a birthday present but now that i found out so late, it's not gonna be anything amazing." "Pretty thing, all i need for my birthday is you." I cupped the side of her waist, pulling myself closer to her for a peck. "And this bed to fuck you on." I added in, her expression immediately switching to disbelief. - - - You'd never expect to fall in love with your kidnapper but that's what happened to Bella as she was kept hostage by one of the mafia members. Do you think their hearts will connect or will the mafia member, Ophelia, deny her feelings and live on with her dangerous life alone? Find out!

"You don't want me to fuck you then?" She whispers, pulling me forward as her thigh presses against my core. "I need to find someone my own age" I whisper back, biting my lip to hide the moan that's trying to escape as she grinds her thigh on me. "Firstly, no one your age can fuck you like I do, let's get that straight, and second." Carmilla places her palm on Jane's bra, forcing a moan out of her. "Don't deny me of hearing your moans, Mon amour, or I'll have you bent over this desk before your pretty little mind can come up with an excuse" This is smutty, I can't lie. This book is not vanilla one bit, so be aware! lesbian thriller mafia kidnapping 18+ trigger warning: mention of rape violence blood torture weapons Some scenes depict heavy mentions of violence, viewer discretion is advised

A wlw mafia romance! Masc4Fem A well renowned female mafia boss has a strange encounter with a nurse and kidnaps her. Follow the story to find out where their strange encounter takes them.

When Haylen Sliverwood joins Rose Corp as an eager new intern, she's immediately warned about Verena Rose-the formidable CEO with a reputation as a cold and ruthless leader. Whispers in the office say Verena's heart is made of stone, but Haylen sees something different in her sharp gaze and carefully measured words. Unbeknownst to her employees, Verena's frosty demeanor hides a woman shaped by years of being told that strength means suppressing vulnerability. But when Haylen's bright curiosity and unshakable optimism begin to unravel Verena's carefully constructed walls, the unthinkable happens-Verena feels an overwhelming need to protect the young intern. As the fast-paced city pulses around them, a connection blossoms between two women from completely different worlds. Haylen finds herself drawn to Verena's quiet strength, while Verena realizes that power doesn't have to come at the expense of compassion. In a story of ambition, self-discovery, and forbidden love, they must decide if they're willing to risk everything for the sparks igniting between them.