"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?!
Aurora, a 19 years old who had just found her wolf and was ready to explore the world, filled with humans. But everything crumbled when she found out that her mate is a vampire and also their rival, who wants to wipe out the entire generations of werewolves. Getting trapped by her mate was easy but when she was reincarnated and vows to make a difference, she ended falling in love with that same vampire again. But who knows if they can make a difference together and become mates again? A vampire and a werewolf falling in love will actually have the human world shaken.
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.
WARNING: This Book Contains Explicit scenes And Adult Languages 🔞 Do you like reading steamy, naughty, dirty, and filthy romances?? If your answer is yes, get ready for the ultimate erotic excitement that will get your blood pumping and your ovaries twitching. This novel is a collection of short erotic stories. It contains all manner of sexual explicit including friends with benefits StepSister And Brother, Stepdaddy, Office, Stepmother, Lesbian, Teacher and student, Doctor and patient, domination Etc. If you are under 18yrs, this book is not for you.
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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.
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.