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I felt as if someone had dropped a boulder on my fragile heart. He peppered kisses on her neck and she giggled in response. Right in front of my eyes. I clenched my fist. Their proximity suffocated me. I couldn't breathe. Jealousy and agony gave way to pure rage and without thinking, I jerked the woman out of his hold and pushed her away. "What the hell," she glared at me and I glared back at her before turning my gaze on Alex. "Who is she? And why is she here?" I asked him and could hear my voice shaking because of the enormous rage I was feeling in that moment. I wanted to kill him along with her. He scanned my expression for a moment and then flicked his gaze away as if I don't even exist. "Let's get you to my room," he was about to grab her hand when I grabbed his. I turned to face the woman and gave her a death glare, "Leave." "What," She flicked her gaze on Alex who looked as taken aback as her. I was overly tempted to pluck her eyes out for looking at him. "Eyes here. I am his wife and the lady of this house. And I want you gone. Leave," I gritted out. Completely forgotten that I was going to leave this house tonight. "Only in the paper. And I am the owner of this house," he hissed in my face in a warning tone and then looked at the woman. "Go to my room, Selena," he told her in a stern tone. He was annoyed not by her but by me. I could feel his temper rising, but it was nowhere near mine. My heart shattered in million pieces when he said that. A drop of tear rolled down my cheek as I saw the woman taking the stairs from my peripheral view. My eyes were fixed on Alex who had his jaw set and eyes glaring fire.

"You piece of shit!" I sobbed, pulling on the chain connecting my leg to the bedpost. "You lied to me, Enzo...I trusted you!" Enzo took a few steps closer to me, causing me to back away on reflex, "Don't come any closer...or I swear I'll..." "You'll what, Fiore?" Enzo spoke, his eyes darkening with uncontrollable desire. My back hit the wall behind me, forcing me to halt in my movements, Enzo, still inching towards me. "I asked you a question, I expect a response." I looked around the room, scanning my environment before returning my gaze to his. "I'll kill myself..." I spoke, my words were empty and held no value. I could only hope he didn't catch my bluff. Enzo took two more steps, closing the distance between us. He grabbed my chin forcing me to look into his ice cold gaze. We stood like that for a minute before he released my chin from his grip and scoffed, "You'll kill yourself?" I nodded. Enzo reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife, he harshly grabbed my hands and placed it in my palm. Taking a few steps back he spoke, "Do it then." My eyes widened as my hands started to uncontrollably shake, "Do what?" I managed to mutter out. "Kill yourself, I'm making it easy for you." Tears started streaming from my eyes, "I..." I attempted to speak but a lump in my throat prevented me from doing so. My grip on the knife loosened and it fell onto the floor. Enzo grabbed the knife and placed it back into his pocket. He caressed my cheek with his thumb, gently wiping away my tears. "It wasn't supposed to be like this, Fiore. Not yet atleast." "But I can't bear to let you go." X 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 In which a woman in a loveless marriage meets a ruthless cartel boss who develops a dangerous obsession for her, his flower. Rankings: #1 forcedlove #1 cartel #1 dominate #1 illegal #2 abusivecontent #2 captive #3 cruel #3 abducted #4 ruthless #4 darkthemes

╔═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╗ Lᴏᴠᴇ & Oʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ╚═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╝ Dᴀʀᴋ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄe ══════◄••❀••►══════ "What made you come here, little cat?" He spoke, Not a question but a demand, point out the hidden sarcasm. His voice husky, and eyes darken. While he Sat On dark couch calmly, Staring at my quivering soul, and all I was In front of the devil, Preparing myself for his meal. "I-I Came to apologize for my earlier mista--" barely audible, with the stammering tone I managed to answer but all he could do interrupt. "On your knees" he Command, and my eyes widen in terror. I looked at him and his ocean blue eyes with a threaten warning was already stucked on me. "Uhmm..w-why?" I questioned, in horror. "Obey me" he spoke with low and menacing tone, after thinking for few seconds which felt for hours in loud silence, I was on my knees. Looking at the 'devil' for next command. And A Smirk, curled up on his lips. "Unbuckle My Belt" He demand, while all I look at him in shock, is he going to hit Me? "W-why?" Again, I questioned with a helpless tone. "You're going to swallow My cock, in your mouth with your eyes on Me. And then i will think to forgive you or not, little cat." And I gulp the large saliva down from the throat just thinking about it. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Where death lies, the Leviathan Hart mention. Fall in love but more like suffocation. Luna stewart, a beautiful shaped soul. Trapped in the world of his dark obsession. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Trigger warning- mature scenes, foil language and torture inside this book. If you are mentally not prepared, this book is not for you. ~Aria. With love for all of you.

Her figure started trembling in fear as she was feeling her legs were getting weak. She tried to loosen his grip on her wrist but it was like if he was made of pure iron. "Y-you can't touch me like this. This is w-wrong. Leave me- Ahh" But he already held her jaw in his hand squeezing it painfully. She can feel his drunken breaths on her forehead and it was giving her goosebumps. "Oh really! Let me tell you my little wifey, I won you and now, you are my property sweetheart. I can touch even fuck you whenever and wherever I want" His said darkly as his chest was vibrating in furiousness. Those words of his made her blood turned cold. "Leave me- mmmm" Before she can finish, he pulled her harshly into a lustful kiss and the warm tears fell down from her eyes while her heart started bleeding in unbearable pain. •••• Annabella Grayson, a sweet, innocent and so pure soul. She was a loving girl with a heart of a diamond. She was like blooming days but, everything turns dark when he entered her life. Ivan Miller, a cold-hearted, sinner and another name of fear. He only knows to rule. Love was just a four-letter word for him. He only surrounds Lust. He was a man without feelings and emotions until his eyes caught her and she became his obsession and his desire. ------------------------------ ~: Mature content ( 18+) ~: Grammatical errors maybe. Since English a foreign language for me. ~: Do not try to do plagiarism. Copyright © deaxlykookie ✔ (AnonyBunny) ENJOY! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #1 in Lust #1 in erotic romance #1 in evil husband #1 in hatelove #1 in hate #1 in temptation

"Don't you get it? You know when you try to run away, punishment like this happens." he said teasingly, squeezing my chest. I gasped for air, I really didn't try to run away. They're overreacting! The wet noise coming from below, being penetrated in both holes by two men, while the third one just watch me. Synchronously the two men sank their teeth on both sides of my neck, drinking my blood as I felt them coming inside, their dick twitching inside of me, tingles shooting through my whole body from legs to arms. "W-Wait!" I tried to catch my breath but they kept thrusting, unevenly in and out, not giving me breaks after I just came with them. The sound of my butt in contact with their hips got louder and the motion became harder and faster. Almost passing out. The sudden pinch on my chest awakened me, I looked down to see a pair of hands squeezing them. "You'll be staying up all night for us baby. We have a lot to catch up on." He pulled my head toward his, collapsing our lips togethers. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, causing me to release my wet moans. "It won't be ending anytime soon so I hope you came prepared." peeking to the side I noticed the third one starting to stroke himself. I wanted to do if for him. Letting out a whine against the man lips, the third one looked up at me with lustful eyes. "This is a punishment, don't forget. You're not supposed to be enjoying this." he said. I don't like this punishment anymore. __________ Astra Melva, a girl with a rare blood type that attracts every vampire around here. All her life she tried to convince people she's normal. Until she had an accident, her blood came rushing out her skin, it attracted attention. The Hept caught her trying to cover up the scene. Like a 7 pointed star, they were given that title because of their high status at the prestigious university. They are craving for her love, becoming overly obsessed with Astra. And Astra seems to be feeling love...

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

It wasn't really the result I was looking for. In fact, it was even better. I never really thought that this would happen to me. I never believed someone could love, well, me. But they did. He did. And despite his 'reputation', despite his lifestyle, despite everything everyone had ever told me, I loved him just as unconditionally. But will everything stay in harmony? How long will my paradise last for until my past comes back? Will they haunt me? Catch me? Kill me? "Livia? Tiago?" I ask, my voice breaking slightly. If they're here, then.... "Where is he? Where's-" "Gattina." All the breath in my lungs disappear as I turn to find the source of the voice. Half-way through my turn, I can see his dark silhouette at the end of the hallway. When I breathlessly say my next word, it feels as if I can breathe properly again for the first time in over a month. "Lupo." I run towards him without a second thought, sprinting full speed at him, and jump into his awaiting arms. He engulfs me in the warmest hug I've ever felt, entrapping me entirely - not that I mind. I cry in joy at finally being reunited with him as I bury my head into his neck, burrowing myself into him and vowing never to let him go again. Unwrapping myself from him, I look up at into his eyes. They're filled with love and relief, the same emotions I imagine my eyes are filled with. That quickly changes when his face contorts into one of pain. "Cole?" my brows furrow in confusion. He lets out a pained and strangled noise before he drops to his knees, collapsing at my feet. I gasp when I see Viktor behind him, holding a bloodied knife. A/N: Hey guys. Be prepared for dark themes, mature language, mature scenes, and so much more. Enjoy the roller-coaster, you are locked in... - Potential PTSD triggers! - BDSM themes! - Mentions of rape. - Mentions of abuse. - Mentions of torture. - Gun play! - Knife play! - Dark kink! (Warnings will be put at the beginning of potential trigger chapters)

1St in #possesive 1ST in #abuse 1ST in #arrangedmarriage 1ST in #hatelove 1ST in #rich 1ST in #tortured The next thing she knew was that she was slung on his muscular shoulder. She thrashed her legs, but he carried her as if she weighed no more than a bag of feathers. "Caelum please!" She begged him but he ignored her as he walked through the corridors and into the bedroom. And threw her on the bed. While she was busy recovering her breath, he threw his coat on the floor and started unbuttoning his shirt. "W-what are y-you doing?" she asked. Her face paler than paper. "Exactly what married couples do, love." He said dropping the shirt on the floor, His voice so full of viciousness that she almost choked on them. She dragged herself back on the bed sobbing, "no.." He grabbed her legs and pulled her towards himself. He crawled on top of her. He looked into her terrified eyes and whispered, "You make me do terrible things, my dear Rose." He wiped a stray tear from her chin before grabbing it. "I will bruise your lip and scar your knees and love you too hard.." he brushed his lips on hers, "I will destroy you. And when I leave, You will finally understand why storms are named after humans." ........................... Rosette never had an easy life, and after the death of her mother, when she thought things couldn't get worse, her life started going fully downhill. She was tortured beyond repair in her own house. She could only dream of being loved. She dreamed of getting married and finally breaking free from all these cages, but fate had other plans for her. Her life going totally downhill, turned upside down when she was married to the biggest business tycoon in the city. Will this marriage totally wreck her? Would the promise of love be fulfilled? Would she ever be able to break free?.... Read the story to know :) Cover by ~ @__AK__WRITES Note: This story contains sexual and violent content.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 25 years old, a billionaire and Mafia Don. Everyone fears, admires and respects him. 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 20 years old and works in a bakery. Despite having a bad past, she is a really sweet and down-to-earth person. What happens when 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 wants to claim 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 as his but she straight away rejects him? ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ I lifted my head up weakly and saw Elliott's deep green eyes gazing at me through my wet lashes. The madness and craziness in his eyes only made more tears stream down my cheeks. He was a complete psychopath. "Don't close those pretty eyes when I am making love with you, amore. Look at me, your husband." He rasped out and pounded inside me again, sending a painful jolt throughout my body. When was this going to finally end? I can't take this agonizing torture anymore. Tears blurred my hazy vision and a strangling sound left my throat when Elliott wrapped his hand around my throat. He was choking me mercilessly. I gasped for air and begged him to let me go but like always, he never did. He will never let me go. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss on my jaw before we both came at the same time, his seeds filling my insides. I thought maybe this was the end, but he had other plans. He flipped me on my stomach, earning a whimper from me and whispered huskily near my ear, "Let's go for round two, shall we, my love?" ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ #1 in Captive #2 in CEO #2 in Forcedlove #2 in Italian #3 in Darkromance #4 in Manipulation #5 in Plottwist #5 in Character Development #7 in Billionaire ● The first few chapters contain some plot holes and errors, but as you read more, the chapters will get significantly better with proper writing and character development. I