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.
When Selene Alder finds her fated mate, she thinks she's finally found love and safety-until she walks in on him with her best friend. Heartbroken and betrayed, she's cast aside not only as a mate but as a bride, discarded like she was nothing. Her ex, Alaric Davenhart, is next in line to inherit a powerful werewolf legacy from his mysterious, reclusive uncle, Cassian Davenhart-a man long rumored to be gay, childless, and uninterested in the throne. What Alaric doesn't know is that Cassian and Selene crossed paths years ago... and fate has a cruel sense of humor. When Cassian unexpectedly returns to the city, fate throws Selene into his orbit again-only this time, one drunken, passionate night changes everything. She tries to leave the night behind... until two pink lines on a test turn her world upside down. Now pregnant with the true heir to the Davenhart legacy, Selene must protect her unborn child from the wrath of a jealous ex and a world that wasn't ready for her strength. As Cassian slowly uncovers the truth-about Selene, about his nephew, and about his own heart-they both realize their connection runs deeper than blood or fate. But with betrayal, inheritance wars, and dark secrets threatening everything, will love be enough to protect what truly matters?
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.
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.