Readers discretion is advised, the use of deadly weapons, slurs, violent languages, sexual assault and explicit sex is included in this novel. "I will not hesitate to bend you over my lap right here and give a raw spanking, so be a good girl and let's get the mission over with, sí?" He questioned but left no room for me to argue back. "Daddy chill." I joked while smiling, "but you already know this'll be easy." And with that both of us entered the club to get this mission over with. ************************************ Isabella Eva Alfonso, all alone growing up, after a terrible childhood she learned to become an assassin as well as being feared in the illegal world. She moved to Spain two years ago stayed low for a year and started growing her name again. She doesn't know who her family is but when she gets invited to the Italian ball in Italy, a lot goes down. Does she meet her family? What happens if she does? Damien Lorenzo capo of the Italian-American mafia. Every girls dream guy, but yet he's still ruthless, and hard to approach. What happens when he meets Isabella at the Italian ball. What challenges will they face living in two different places, will they even fall in love?
Isabella'S POV
I might go on another killing spree.
But right now I've decided to go to a small coffee shop in the city because I want some doughnuts and maybe coffee. I got ready, I decided to wear black leggings and a white oversized hoodie with some sneakers, comfortable because why not?
I put my hair in a messy bun and took my purse that has my wallet, phone, and other important things inside. I took my keys from the table and got out the door.
Something about me is I rarely lock doors, let's just say childhood trauma hit hard. But that's a story for another time.
So I left without locking the door to my apartment and went down the stairs to my car. The car that I own and always drive is an Audi RS sleek black, with custom red material on the seats.
Cars are my bae, thank you very much.
Anyways...
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I parked the car and went inside the coffee shop. Once I entered the bell rang on top of the door implying a customer had come; in this case me.
The coffee shop was a cute place with lots of people.
Brown pictures on the wall, comfortable-looking couches and chairs with people sitting and talking, plants in the corners of the coffee shops, and lastly the counter for when ordering your order.
I like this place no wonder people come here. I thought to myself as I walked up to the counter to order.
"Hi, ma'am what would you like to order this fine day?" Asked a teenage-looking girl. She had blonde hair that was up to her waist, green shining eyes with black-rimmed glasses. She was beautiful but that's beside the point.
"Hi there can I get a chocolate chip doughnut and a medium hot chocolate," I replied deciding not to drink coffee but instead drink hot chocolate.
Hey, you can never have too much chocolate even if it's any kind I take that back dark chocolate sucks! Whoever likes them deserves jail time.
"Sure thing that'll be, 4.45." She said while looking down at the cash register.
I paid the money and she left to make my order. While she was making my order I decided to look around for a seat. I saw one in the left corner of the shop, I'm going to sit there for sure.
She came back with my order while saying "Here you go, your order, have a good day ma'am." I grabbed my order and replied with a 'thank you' and left to go to my seat.
As I finished my food I got ready to leave, while getting up my phone started ringing.
Who can this be?
I thought to myself but picked it up and saw it was Richard. Richard has been one of my best friends since I came to Spain. He does street fighting and that's actually how we met.
Richie short for Richard, has blue eyes, a built body, and brown hair that looked soft as hell. He is a handsome guy but not my type.
Anyway, I picked up my phone and started talking.
"Hey Bella! how are you?" Ah,' good ol' Richie's voice asked me. "Hello, I'm fine why are you calling?" I questioned him. "Psht can't I call my bestest friend?" He bites back.
"Hm, I never said you can't but knowing you, you probably want something because you always barge into my apartment instead of calling me so what's up?"
"Okay um I wanted to beat around the bush but I guess not anymore, anyway listen up.." Richie continued.
"Alright so the Italian mafia is having a ball, and by Italian mafia I mean Damien Lorenzo and his family!" He sort of yelled.
"Ok and? Do we live in Italy or Spain?" I asked sarcastically because we both know we live in Spain.
"Once a sarcastic person always a sarcastic person, and by that I mean we are both attending the ball," Richie muttered the first few lines before speaking up.
"..." I stayed quiet for a second trying to process what he said. "I think the fuck we're not!"
"I think the fuck we are!" He said mimicking the opposite of what I said. "We have to go, Isabella! Kelvin is going as well and we all know what needs to happen with him..." Richie spoke up again.
"Book the tickets we are going," I said straightforwardly.
"Perfect! I'll send you the information and don't stress about a dress because you can buy one in Italy." Richie finalized.
"Mhm k thanks I'll see you tonight for my fight right?" I quizzed.
"Of course see you then!" With that, he ends the call.
The only reason I'm going to this ball is because Kelvin is going. Kelvin that fucker.
He and I have been at 'war' as most would say, but we weren't always like this let's just say we used to be friends but he changed out of the blue and did stupid shit, he tried killing me, stealing my stuff, going after my friends and more.
I don't even know why but I couldn't care less I played back his game and did all the same things. If he thinks he can fuck me up he has another thing coming.
Flashback
"I'm going to kill you Kelvin I swear! Touch me again I dare you!" I yelled.
"Aww is baby ticklish?" He cooed.
"Kelvin I fucking dare-" he came at me and started to tickle me all over my waist and stomach. "-Kelvin stop oh my Gosh-" I cried in force happiness.
"Say I'm the best friend you have ever had then I'll stop!" He said, still tickling me.
"Never!" I yelled back but he still didn't stop so I finally gave in. "Fine fine fine you are the best friend I've ever had!" I screeched.
He finally stopped and backed away. "You're a dead man Kelvin Linnet, a dead ass man," I said slowly and started chasing him.
End of flashback
I smiled at the flashback I got but remembered how he tried to kill me and all those things, immediately my face went to a scowl, who the fuck does he think he is. I wish I knew why he was doing that.
But hell I am going to this ball and one thing is for sure I'm fucking getting answers from him as to why he did this.
How deep does obsession run? Are there any limits that an evil man won't breach to possess the one he desires? For the Dark Royal Prince, there appear to be none. As the heir to a vast empire's throne, he is willing to go to any lengths to secure the one thing he covets the most—Diana. Whether it involves kidnapping her, coercing her into marriage, or even resorting to murder, he is blinded by his twisted version of love for Diana. Unfortunately, instead of experiencing care and affection, Diana finds herself subjected to relentless abuse. There seems to be no end to her torment as she exists in her personal Hell, unable to escape the demonic presence that always looms near. He claims to love her, but all she feels is hatred towards him. Is there any hope of escape for Diana? Will someone come to her rescue and free her from this monstrous captivity? Or is she fated to endure a life of coerced love? WARNING: This story carries an R rating due to its depiction of extreme abuse and sexual violence. If you are uncomfortable with such themes, this may not be a suitable book for you.
Eighteen-year-old Isabella Stephens might seem like your usual, sheltered, and innocent girl, but she harbors a secret that could turn her life upside down. This secret isn't just any ordinary revelation; it has the potential to be truly life-changing. Isabella's hidden truth revolves around her intense feelings for someone unexpected - her dad's twenty-eight-year-old best friend, Dr. Rio Anderson. It's not just a simple crush; she's deeply and hopelessly in love with him. Little does she know, Rio also holds a secret of his own – he's in love with Isabella. Their emotions come to light after a magical night, but their story isn't a typical love tale where a boy meets a girl and falls in love. It's far from simple. Isabella's family is entangled in a cult that enforces arranged marriages for girls as soon as they turn eighteen, often with someone they've never met before. As Isabella approaches her nineteenth birthday in eight months, trouble looms over her. A new fiancé, arranged by the cult, enters the picture, pushing Isabella and Rio's relationship to its limits. When they find themselves in desperate need of each other, an unexpected turn occurs, forcing Isabella to confront decisions she never thought she would have to make. The complexity of their situation adds layers of challenges, making their journey far from the conventional love story.
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
"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."
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."
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."