"Don't tempt me little gem because I am going to fuck you until you can't remember your name." His voice rumbles into my ears, sending chills down my spine while the wetness between my legs drip more. He can smell my arousal, I am sure of that. --- Daisy was just a normal American girl that lived amidst the shadows of the city gripped by the icy fingers of crime and corruption. A spirited and self-reliant young woman, whose destiny changed when she became entangled with Leonardo Roberto Mancini. She had lived a very secretive life alone in the dark side of the town until one day, when an event took place and she was part of the young ladies that were captured and auctioned out that night. The highest bidder gets to take her away and Leonardo happened to be the perfect man to get her for him. Will Daisy's tenacity be enough to break free from the clutches of the mafia lord, or will she become a permanent fixture in his world? The answer awaits-a tension-laden odyssey that will grip your heart and mind until the final page is turned.
Daisy's POV
Checking the time on my wristwatch, I sighed when I realized that it was just 6PM. I got off the couch and started getting ready for the new job.
I needed everything I could lay my hands on and this wasn't just anything, the pay is decent, even more than enough to pay for my father's medical bills which was what I needed the money for in the first place.
"It's just a job, Daisy, you can do it." I said to myself as I got out of the house. Everywhere was pitch dark and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared or nervous.
What if I got rejected? What if they found someone else to fill that position?
Sighing, I shoved all the intrusive thoughts to the back of my mind before filling it up with the thought of my father and how this was supposed to help assist my father.
I just can't wait to see him hale and hearty.
The street was filled up with people whose main jobs were to work at night and ignoring the catcalls from the men I came across, I flagged down a taxi and got in.
The road the driver took was foreign to me and it wasn't until the cab stopped that I realized where I was going wasn't a house but a warehouse.
It looked creepy, clearly abandoned and a tingling sixth sense kept telling me to turn back and run. The cab was still there and it wasn't too late for me to ask the driver to take me back to where he'd picked me up from.
While the urge to turn back and run was strong, the curiosity to go in the warehouse and check what was going on in there was stronger. So, shoving my dark thoughts to the deepest, darkest part of my mind, I paid the man and waved him off.
What is this place? Why was the address sent to me?
I took steps closer and with each one I took, my chest tightened, my breathing decreased and it felt as though I'd completely forgotten how to breathe.
Holding my breath and closing my eyes, I managed to get to the entrance and a voice in my head reminded me that it still wasn't too late to sprint back home.
'It's just a job, Daisy. Instead of dying doing something you have no idea about, turn back and leave or you'd never have the chance to help your father.' The voice was insistent and it grew louder as I made my way in.
Shaking my head, I knew they were my fear speaking for me. So what if it looks creepy? So what if the pay's suspicious? 10 thousand dollars isn't something that I'm willing to let go of just like that.
If the worst comes to worse, I have my phone, I'd call for help but I felt like nothing could go wrong. Taking in a deep breath, I stepped in and as soon as that happened I felt a strong arm on my shoulder.
Fuck!
I looked around but there was nowhere else to run, I was surrounded by masked men and the way I came in from was blocked already. Garnering the strength I had left in me, I put up a fight but I was no match for them.
This is what happens when you get curious. This is what happens when you don't listen to that voice in your head that keeps warning you against making a decision.
Breathing heavily, my chest heaved and I knew fighting even harder was useless, I was overpowered already. Before I knew what was going on, before I could even blink, one of the men had lifted me on his shoulder.
"Let me go!" I screamed at the top of my lungs in hopes that a saviour would be nearby but no one came, I should've known that something like this was bound to happen.
No one should be willing to pay that much for menial jobs.
"I have my-" I hadn't finished speaking when another knocked my phone right out of my hand. Another stupid move! I see enough movies to know that you should never announce your move, how did I get this stupid.
The man carrying me finally came to a halt and just when I thought the worst was over, just when I was expecting a huge man to show up in front of me like I always saw in those movies, my eyes opened to an even darker horror.
What the fuck is this place? Why are there so many girls here?
My vision blurred, bells rang in my head and I fell forward, it didn't take long for me to know that I've been drugged. How did I not notice it?
The feel of cold water on my face and body jolted me awake. I had no idea how long I'd been out but I hoped that what I saw was going to be a dream.
My eyes fluttered open and it was indeed real, my hands and legs had been tied together already and not just me but the other ladies around were suffering the same fate.
The men around grabbed us, his touch was the most disgusting thing I've ever felt in my life and it was taking all that I had in me not to barf as he put a blindfold on my eyes.
Everywhere became dark and soon we started moving, we were hauled into what seemed like a van with the other girls screaming and crying hysterically.
The sound of a gunshot caused everywhere to become silent at once and the only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing of heavy girls, the blasting music from the van and the sound of cars.
It soon came to a halt and everyone was forced out of the car, we walked for a while before finally stopping and it wasn't until the blindfold was lifted that I realized we were in a room with red lights.
"Put these on and be good little girls." One of the men said as he threw clothes at everyone. Confused, I looked around for a way to escape and for information.
I needed to know what was going to happen so I would be able to scale my desperation to escape.
"What do you think?" I heard one of them whisper as I changed my clothes, his eyes not leaving me as he spoke with his friend, "how much do you reckon we'll get on that one?" He asked and the other one shrugged.
"A lot," he responded, "she's got assets and I'm sure cartels are going to want to pay a lot of money for her, there'll be a lot of fights but whoever pays the most gets her." He finished.
"She doesn't look like much though." The other one said and his friend only shrugged.
"We'll see."
Cartel? Money? What the hell is going on?
My eyes widened when the realization of what was going to happen if I didn't leave dawned on me. They're going to sell us to a group of cartels, mafias.
I have to leave, it's now or never.
Desperately looking around for a way to escape, my hopes were dashed when not only was my movement monitored because of the trouble I'd caused for them when I first came in but also there were men at each entrance.
Each escape route I could think of had men planted there.
"Number 602, it's your turn." A voice called authoritatively and it wasn't until one of the girls pointed it out that I knew I was number 602.
My legs shook as I stood, my movements felt heavy but a part of me still held out hope. I took a look at myself in the mirror and I shrugged, despite wearing a ridiculously short dress that brought out all my shapes, I knew no one would want to pay any money to buy me.
I had under eye bags due to the immense stress I've gone through and establishing that no one would want me, I got on the stage.
Smiling to myself and happy because of the fact that I was going to be going home since I was practically useless, I went back to the room and waited for one of the men to hurl insults at me but all my hopes were dashed when one of them grabbed me.
We went to a different room and I heard him talking to the girl in charge that I was supposed to be treated with care.
"The Capo of New Haven town owns her already." He finished and my eyes widened in horror.
What?!
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Riley thought her life was better the way it has been; a man to run to, a best friend whose shoulder she could cry on all the time. But everything came crashing when she found her best friend and her boyfriend on the bed, where she found out that her boyfriend had used her to get to Zelia, her best friend. Her world came crashing as they were the only ones that she had to call family.It wasn’t intentional when she slept with her best friend’s father that night; it was just a way she had considered to take things off her head. But what happens when Riley ends up pregnant, unsure of whom the father of her kids is.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?