To strengthen the alliance between two powerful mafia families, Isabella and Luca are forced into an arranged marriage. Their families, long-time friends and allies in the complex world of organized crime, hope this union will solidify their bond and secure their futures. However, Isabella and Luca have always been rivals, their competitive nature and constant clashes well-known to both families. Initially distrustful and resentful of each other, they must live under the same roof to present a united front. As they navigate the dangerous and treacherous world of organized crime, they are forced to confront their differences and the simmering tension between them. Amidst power struggles, betrayal, and looming threats from outside forces, Isabella and Luca discover that their shared fate might be more intertwined than they ever imagined.
The night was alive with the city's electric pulse. A sleek black limousine glided through the bustling streets of Milan, its windows tinted, offering a veil of anonymity to its occupant. Inside, Anya, a strikingly beautiful woman with a body that could launch a thousand ships, was a vision of calculated allure. Her destination was the Excelsior, a titan of Milanese luxury.
As the car pulled up to the hotel's imposing facade, Anya stepped out, her presence commanding attention. The hotel, a masterpiece of neoclassical architecture, stood as a testament to opulence. Its facade, bathed in warm golden lights, mirrored the city's vibrant energy.
A uniformed attendant, his bearing as polished as the brass buttons on his coat, approached Anya with a deferential bow. "Welcome to the Excelsior, madam," he said, his voice smooth as velvet. "How may I assist you?"
Anya offered a dazzling smile, her eyes gleaming with a mix of confidence and calculation. "I'd like to see Mr. Luca Moretti," she replied, her voice low and husky, carrying a hint of a seductive purr.
The attendant's expression remained impassive, but his eyes flickered with curiosity. "Certainly, madam. Do you have an appointment?"
Anya paused, feigning surprise. "An appointment? No, I believe Mr. Moretti is expecting me."
The attendant hesitated, clearly unsure how to proceed. He glanced at Anya again, taking in her striking appearance and the aura of confidence that surrounded her. Finally, he nodded. "Very well, madam. If you would please wait in the lobby, I shall inquire about Mr. Moretti's availability."
Anya nodded gracefully, her eyes never leaving the attendant's face. As he turned to make the call, she couldn't suppress a small smile. The game was afoot.
With a practiced nonchalance, Anya strolled towards the hotel's opulent lobby. The space was a masterpiece of design, with marble floors, towering columns, and crystal chandeliers casting a soft, ethereal glow. As she waited for the attendant's return, she scanned the room, taking in the luxurious surroundings. It was a world away from her own, a world of excess and indulgence.
A few minutes later, the attendant returned, a discreet smile playing on his lips. "Mr. Moretti is expecting you, madam," he said, handing her a keycard. "His suite is on the top floor."
Anya took the keycard with a graceful nod, her anticipation rising. She thanked the attendant and made her way to the elevators. As the doors closed, she couldn't resist a glance at her reflection in the polished steel. She was ready.
The elevator ascended silently, the numbers on the display growing larger with each passing second. Anya felt a surge of adrenaline as she approached the top floor. Stepping out into the hallway, she was met with a scene of opulence. The walls were adorned with modern art, and the floor was covered in a plush, deep-pile carpet.
Finally, she reached Luca Moretti's suite. It was a door of solid wood, imposing and imposing. She took a deep breath and inserted the keycard. The door swung open, revealing a world of masculine luxury.
The suite was vast, dominated by dark wood and sleek, modern furnishings. Large windows offered a panoramic view of the city, but the thick velvet curtains were drawn, creating an atmosphere of intimacy. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and a hint of something more primal. A roaring fireplace cast dancing shadows on the walls, adding to the room's air of opulence.
In the center of the room was a king-sized bed, covered in crisp white linens. A wet bar stocked with premium liquors stood against one wall, and a state-of-the-art entertainment system dominated another. The overall effect was one of masculine sophistication, a space designed for both pleasure and power.
As Anya stepped into the suite, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The stage was set. All that was left was to play her part. Looking around the room, there was no trace of Luca and she rolled her eyes.
"Luca baby?" she called out, she could hear the sound of splashing waters coming from the bathroom.
"Oh...." She mouthed as she made her way to sit on the bed.
Few minutes later,
The bathroom door slid open, revealing Luca in a silk robe, water droplets glistening on his sculpted torso. He moved with a predatory grace, his eyes locking onto Anya, a slow, predatory smile curving his lips.
"You're here," he murmured, his voice low and husky. The statement was more a command than a question.
Anya, undeterred, met his gaze, her expression a blend of confidence and challenge. "As promised," she replied, her voice soft but carrying a hint of defiance. He gestured towards the bed with a lazy flick of his wrist. "Make yourself comfortable."
Anya removed her jacket, revealing a slinky dress that clung to her curves. She moved with a calculated slowness, her every action designed to intrigue. As she approached the bed, she could feel his gaze on her, a pressure that both excited and intimidated her.
Luca watched her with a mixture of desire and appraisal. She was a good looking creature, and he found himself drawn to her body in some kind of way. But beneath the surface, his mind was sharp, calculating. He was a predator, and she was his prey. As she settled on the edge of the bed, Luca's eyes narrowed. "No games, Anya," he warned, his voice low. "I'm not in the mood."
Anya's eyes met his, a challenge in her gaze. "That's what I like about you, Luca. You're always in control."
She stood up, her movements fluid and graceful. As she began to disrobe, her eyes met his, inviting, daring. "What is it? What do you want?" she asked, her voice low and husky.
Luca groaned inwardly. "Don't make this tiring for me, the pole... now!" he demanded, his voice laced with impatience.
Anya chuckled lowly as she slowly took off the coverings, revealing her lithe form. She moved towards the pole in the center of the room, her body exuding confidence. With a fluid motion, she wrapped her hands around it, her legs finding their rhythm.
The room seemed to transform as she moved. The soft glow of the lights cast dramatic shadows, highlighting the graceful curves of her body. Her movements were a mesmerizing blend of strength and sensuality, a dance that was both captivating and intoxicating.
Luca watched, his eyes never leaving her. Desire burned in him, a primal force that threatened to consume him. He was mesmerized by her control, her ability to command attention.
As she reached the climax of her performance, her body arched, and she let out a low moan. It was a sound of pure pleasure, but also of power. She was in control, and she knew it.
With a final spin, she slid down the pole, landing softly on the carpeted floor. She turned to face Luca, her eyes sparkling with triumph. "Well?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.
Luca stood up, his body taut with desire. He crossed the room in two strides, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
He pulled away from the kiss and turned her around, gently pushing her to the bed, she chuckled slightly and turned to face him. A smirk appeared on her face as she reached for his towels around his waist and slowly took it off, staring down at his erected junior.
In a world filled with darkness, danger, and hidden secrets, Becca finds herself caught in a treacherous web of deceit. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she becomes entangled with the notorious Mafia. On the night of her engagement with her fiancé, Kai, she is forcefully kidnapped by him. Kai, knowing the deep affection Becca's father harbors for her, takes her as a bargaining chip to confront her own father. As Becca grapples with the sudden realization of her father's involvement, she is faced with a life-altering decision. In order to secure her father's safety, she must agree to a deal proposed by Kai, sacrificing her own freedom. The deal stipulates that Becca must spend 120 days under the Mafia's protection, but it comes with a dangerous catch. During this time, she must become Kai's plaything, subjecting herself to the enigmatic and alluring man who holds her fate in his hands. Despite the imminent risks, an undeniable allure draws Becca closer to the captivating yet mysterious Kai. Will Becca emerge from this harrowing experience unscathed, or will she ultimately become a prisoner to her own desires? Only time will tell as the intricate dance between love, loyalty, and survival begins.
In the bustling corporate world, where power and ambition reign, Emily Collins finds herself caught in the grip of an impossible predicament. As an efficient and dedicated employee, she has learned to navigate the challenging waters of her workplace, facing demanding deadlines and ambitious colleagues. But there is one person who makes her life especially difficult-the infuriatingly rude and condescending CEO, Logan Gregory. From the moment they crossed paths, it was clear that Logan had a penchant for making Emily's life a living hell. His sharp tongue and constant criticism became a daily routine that she couldn't escape. Yet, despite his abrasive demeanor, Emily's unwavering determination remained untouched. But everything changes when a sudden turn of events forces Emily and Logan to work closely together. Forced to collaborate on a high-stakes project, they find themselves entangled in a professional alliance that demands trust, teamwork, and the igniting of dormant emotions. As Emily delves deeper into Logan's world, she uncovers layers of complexity hidden beneath his rough exterior. Their constant clashes evolve into a fiery chemistry that both intrigues and frightens her. Burdened by the realization that she might be falling for her infuriating boss, Emily must navigate the thin line between love and professionalism, risking everything she has worked for.
Zyra had always been an outcast, despised by everyone in her pack for her parents' sacrifice. Her dear ones had died while saving a stranger who was wolfless and mateless, leaving Zyra alone and isolated. Despite her kindness and helpful nature, she was constantly bullied and enslaved by her pack mates, living in a constant state of fear and isolation. One fateful night, Zyra's life took a dramatic turn. She was discovered by Marcus, the powerful Lycan King, who saw the pain and potential in her. Taking her in, Marcus brought Zyra into his pack, where she was welcomed and loved by the pack members. Under his care, she flourished, finding a family and a home. Marcus claimed her as his mate, and she became the revered Lycan Princess. But peace was short-lived. Alpha Cade, a rival pack leader, burned with a desire for revenge. Zyra had once been part of his pack, and he saw her as rightfully his. The loss of Zyra to Marcus fueled his anger, and he vowed to get her back, no matter the cost. As tensions between the packs simmered, Zyra found herself caught between her past and her present, with her heart and loyalty divided. The threat of Cade's vengeance loomed over her new life, and the battle for her freedom and her heart was about to begin.
"You need to get a lady pregnant!!" Aurelio Dad's loud voice rang in his head and he slowly put down the magazine he had used to cover his face giving his dad a questioning look. "Dad... excuse me?" he replied clearly shocked by his dad words. "you should know by now that your grandpa doesn't want things to end in a generation, he likes his things ongoing from generations to generations and in this case you're demanding for power.. that is what you need to get it from the both of us" His father replied leaving him shocked again. "Since when did the both of you start this.. off course getting a lady pregnant isn't bad or hard, I can" Aurelio replied with an appealing look. His dad scoffed at his reply, his facial expression showed he was ready. "This is not just to get a random lady pregnant, a lady that you'd raise your child with!, a Lady you'd be sure you can leave with!" he demanded as Aurelio rolled his eyes, he was wide-eyed "Seriously all these Dad? just because of what!!" Aurelio groaned aloud throwing the magazine in his hands away. "No more words, your grandpa and I already agreed to it" His dad said before he left his room. **** Aurelio Bertram, a 24 years old handsome billionaire, Grandson of a mob boss and the son of a highly recognized business man in the City, and for Aurelio..he is the combination of both but was temporarily nothing. His family happened to be one of the most feared and respected family in the city. Just when he had thought of taking his revenge on one of his childhood rival and an enemy to his family, and to go for one of a huge party event, his dad and Grandpa weren't ready to allow him but since he was of age to take over their family business, he put a condition that Aurelio must get a Lady that'd get him a child to be a heir to him but it didn't go as expected. Aurelio Bertram is known as a Man whore in his family and he thought it'd be easy to fulfill his task but no, this time no single Lady got pregnant after weeks and months until he met, Erica James, A middle class hotel waitress, she's simple, has a very good body shape that'd make men drool over her. Her parents left her since highschool since she didn't further her educations for her own reasons, they believed nothing good would come out of her. But then after one night Aurelio spent with her, she became pregnant and thought of running away with the pregnancy out of shame but how would she run away with the All powerful Aurelio Bertram's Child...?? A child that would be his heir?!... "Even in the woods I'd find you Babycakes, from now on know you belong to me and all that has to do with you and my baby" Aurelio said to her ears sending shivers all over her.
After spending a night with a strange man on the day before her wedding, Arianna left the country to start her life afresh. The 22-year-old Arianna Jason lived her life pleasing those she loved the most, without knowing that she was simply a prey being nurtured for the day of her ruin. Her life has tasted the butter pill of betrayal. She wants to give back to the world what she's got but how can she change her good, innocent personality to fit into a cruel society and world? Can her sweet nature be contaminated, or will she make it through, paddling on the right path?
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."