"You belong to me, body and soul. No one dares lay claim to what is mine, Alessia. You're My Essia and mine alone. Anyone who dares to cross me will learn the true meaning of power and possession." ****** Marco De Luca leads the feared De Luca Mafia Clan in Reggio Calabria. When he meets Alessia Rizzo at the Devil's Den club, their attraction is instant. But after a night together, Marco becomes obsessed with her and locks her away, ignoring her love for freedom. Alessia faces a tough choice: forgive Marco and stay, or find a way to escape his control. Will she ever forgive him and escape?
Alessia's eyes fluttered open the moment the front door was pushed open. Having lived with her uncle for so many years, she already knew it was him coming into the house.
She yawned, also stretching out some limbs as she got down from the old-looking bed. She walked out of the room and just as she expected, her uncle was already seated on the couch.
"Welcome back," she muttered, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Simone Rizzo stared at his little niece who had grown into a woman overnight. Suddenly, he felt his lower region twitch as he watched her perfect long fair legs that stretched on for miles. Subconsciously, he licked his lower lips that suddenly ran dry on seeing her sexiness in her red shorts and black top.
"What have you been doing, kiddo?" He finally voiced out, masking the lust in his eyes with a blinding smile. Alessia grinned and shook her head. "Sleeping as usual, I have to get back to work soon." She replied with a yawn. Simone Rizzo nodded in understanding and smiled again.
"You look good tonight." He said, his thick Italian accent becoming stronger when he said, 'Tonight' Alessia's smile faltered as she looked into her uncle's eyes. She glanced down at her outfit and back at him. "Zio, there's nothing special in the outfit. I'm dressed homely. Well, let's forget about that, what would you like to have?" She waved her hands, dismissing his suddenly weird attitude.
"Oh, I wish to have you." He whispered. Alessia who didn't hear what he said asked again, "Zio?" "Oh, I'll have whatever you made." He replied with a sigh this time other than a smile. "Alright, I made lasagna and gelato. I'll get you some." She offered before turning to walk out of the living room and into the kitchen. While she busily prepared the meal, Simone stood to his feet and walked into the kitchen to find her.
He could barely contend with his inner desires as he watched her perfect legs in the shorts. He reached into his pants to stroke his already hard member as he envisioned her lying on his bed with her legs parted before him. 'Fuck!' He murmured and kept stroking harder. Alessia felt a presence behind her, but she chose to act ignorant as she dished out his meal. She felt movements behind her again and she couldn't hold it this time as she turned to face whoever it was. "Zio?!" Alessia let out a scream on seeing her uncle masturbating while staring at her. His cock was already out in the open as he watched her with his lustful gaze.
"Lessy, I know this is wrong, but no one cares about these types of things here in Reggio Calabria. Just let me have a taste of you, I promise not to tell." He pleaded as he took three steps closer to her. Alessia shook her head continuously.
"Zio this is wrong! I can't be doing this with you, stay away!" She stepped back, trying to get away from him. But Simone had already made up his mind to taste the forbidden fruit today, nothing could stop him. He lunged himself at her and immediately held both of her hands the moment she tried to protest.
"You're mine and mine alone to enjoy!" He whispered into her ears and bent down before she could resist again. He lifted her off the ground and threw her over his shoulders. "Zio! You can't do this to me! I'm your niece! Zio!" Alessia kept yelling as tears filled her already moist eyes.
She wished the ground could open up and swallow them both instead. Never had she envisioned herself losing her first time to her uncle, it was better to die. Simone paid no attention to her pleas as he pushed his room door open with a bang, directly knocking it off its position. He would think of the fixing later, for now, he had his niece to enjoy. He threw her onto his bed and immediately began to pull his belt off.
Alessia cursed her fate and stubbornness. If only she had listened to Grace, her best friend, she would never have been in this situation. A few days back, Grace had forced her to come along as she was going to get some self-defense training. Alessia had informed her that she didn't need one as she didn't have a dangerous job that required that.
Grace worked at the club famously known as the Devil's Den, the Number one biggest club in the entire City. "Zio, why are you doing this?" At this point, Alessia's tears fell continuously as she questioned the only man she looked up to from a young age. Simone acted obviously to her words and just chuckled.
"Your mother abandoned you here for me to take care of, the least you could do for me is allow me to have a taste of you as repayment." He muttered as he threw his belt to the side. Alessia shook her head in denial, "Zio I can repay you by working hard and making enough money, but please let me go."
"You don't need to work hard, my love. If I can have just one taste of this body, I don't need any more repayments and I promise to let you go." He replied instead and climbed into the bed, pulling both of her retracted legs forward and parting them the moment she was close enough.
Alessia screamed, but not without checking her sides to see if there was anything she could use to save herself from this doom about to befall her. Just when Simone buried his head in her neck, she caught sight of his baseball bat at the far end of the bedroom. Knowing she couldn't reach it, she shut her eyes and bared her teeth to sink them into Simone's shoulders.
The moment her teeth met his shoulder, she bit hard on it, earning a bone-chilling scream from Simone who immediately let her go. With this opportunity given, she climbed out of the bed and rushed over to the bat, picking it up, she struck Simone so hard on his head that he saw stars and directly fell to the cold hard floor, going limp at once.
"Serves you right for laying your filthy hands on me!" She spat and threw the bat at him as well. With no other option left, she decided to leave. Her staying in this house was already counted off on the list and even God in heaven wouldn't hesitate to punish her like a little bitch if she dared to stay back. With her mind made up, she ran out of the house, leaving her belongings behind as well.
Simone could do whatever he wanted with them. This time, she would stay far away from him and try to leave happily.
Little did she know that this day would mark the start of her endless fight for survival.
“I can never be with you. I am your teacher and your elder!” What happens when the moon goddess decides to play a dirty matchmaker game and pairs up a teacher and a student as soul mates? Meet Xena Michael, a 23-year-old teacher at Cold Zone College. She had been single for 23 years, feeling like she may never find her mate. But guess what? Fate has a surprise in store for her. It turns out, her mate is none other than the Alpha's son, who is also her most brilliant student. He had just turned 18 and became the Alpha of the Silver Dominion pack. Will Xena really accept a junior and her student as her mate?
"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."
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! "Ahhh...". She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear. "What..what..what was that?" "A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other". Antonio replied and pressed the button again. Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly. "Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it". Her mouth moved convulsively. "The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready". He replied dry, watching her face closely. "Please....". "Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back". He replied and increased the speed. "Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please". Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too. "Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun". He pressed the next button. "Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop". "If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in". He smirked. She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back. "Let's take it to the next level,shall we?" She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating. "No..no..please..no..more...." Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively. I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears. "Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up". He breaks into her thoughts. "I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!" Her eyes rolled back... Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote. He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him. "Fuck! I am hard". He cursed under his breath. Suddenly the door opened. "Grandma?" Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady. *****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk! "No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?" Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively. "Yes". Her voice trembled. Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces. Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family! The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation. A toxic playboy with many sex scandals. Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her. He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed. Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela... One year Angela will have her simple life back. But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment? There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!
"You're the moon wolf, Lola. You're the wolf with the power of the Moon goddess", Serena said and collective gasps were heard in the room. After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate. Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma. Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war? Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
When he woke up early in the morning, the woman he had a crush on lay beside him, but she was afraid. "President Miller, rest assured, I will not entangle you. I'll pretend nothing happened last night!" He narrowed his eyes dangerously. "So, aren't you going to be responsible for me?" Emma Wood was shocked, "What ?!" Did she hear it right? After the night, she bore a baby and had to marry him. She asked, "It's all your benefit, what can I get?" The man looked at her and slowly said, "As long as you want, as long as I have."
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.