"Marry me." He replied in a heartbeat. "Is this kind of revenge on something you hold against my father whom you've already killed?" "Oh darling," His fingers grabbed her cheeks, but she pushed it away. He let out a small laugh, his eyes filled with amusement. "You call it revenge, I call it returning a favor," His amused demeanor was quickly replaced with anger. "Or I put a bullet through that gorgeous head of yours." He said, removing a gun and pointing it at her. - Leila Crawford is all that's left of the powerful American dynasty. Her father and her older brothers were murdered in a yacht outburst off the coast of Italy, now she's all that's left of the Crawfords, or so she thought. That's when Makros Crete, a Greek mafia comes for Her. Long black hair, He's six-foot-four, covered in scars-like tattoos and muscles, a hardened killer, and her sworn enemy. Instead of fulfilling his deadly mission, he presents Leila with a chilling ultimatum: death or a union forged in blood. She accepts marriage and decides to bide her time until she's strong enough to take her revenge, little did she know that she was sold out to Makros by her flesh and blood who she thought was dead. But will she be able to fulfill the duty of a wife & a muse to her monster husband without being fu*ked? Brace yourself for an electrifying journey into a realm of love, revenge, and the sinister allure of the dark mafia romance.
"Never start a war with someone who has nothing to lose"
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"You know, if you tighten your face any further, not even a cosmetic surgeon could save you when time comes knocking." Kyle, the eldest of the four Fallon dynasty, said, with an amused expression, as he watched her.
The Crawford dining room smelled like a lot of testosterone, grappling with a strong scent of strawberries. As if that clash of opposing smells wasn't enough, Madam Jenner, the housekeeper turned aunty, announced the arrival of dinner, which brought its contrasting smell. By the time the table was set, the more pungent smell had won, drowning out Leila Crawford. And just as expected, the last child of the powerful mafia lord, Fallon Crawford, wasn't too geeked about the situation.
She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "You're the one to talk." Her eyes fell on Jenner's chair as the older woman sat down. She said a quick thank you in her heart for her presence. At least, it was one more estrogen in a sea of males.
"Hey, watch your mouth. I'm still your eldest brother, you know?"
She would have ignored his comment. No, she almost didn't hear it in its entirety. Not until the part where he emphasized being a brother. As if she wasn't already aware, she was the only girl child, with three brothers ahead of her.
Dragging her eyes away from the golden-coated chair she had found a brief fascination with, she raised her head to Kyle and leaned forward.
"So?" She shrugged to stress her nonchalance.
Kyle hissed, his hands forming a fist. "You little br---"
"I think that's enough." The baritone voice of the patriarch was enough to drown a shark, even in its subtlety. But not for Leila.
To her, there was only one upside to being the only girl, who happened also to be the last child. She had her father wrapped around her fingers, and she was never shy to use that fact to her advantage.
Wearing a pout and googly eyes, she turned to him. "But daddy, he started it!" She said, in her little girl voice.
Fallon Crawford looked at his daughter and smiled. Anyone watching would hardly believe it was the same man that made men considered kings grovel at his feet. He was a large man in every sense of the world.
Not just because of his towering height that rivaled the giants of biblical times. His hair, darker than the shadows of the night, was the only feature that dampened the uncanny resemblance his daughter had with him. Her fiery red hair was all her mother's.
Every other thing she took from him. From her height to that smart mouth of hers. It didn't end there. She couldn't stop without snatching that braveness of his, of course.
Every time Fallon looked at her, his heart swelled with pride. He considered himself a master of invention. Be it new ways to gun down a rival or clever plots to get money out of the sink. But in his own words, Leila Crawford was his greatest invention.
"You two can bicker later. No fights on the dining table." He finally said.
Leila's face fell while her brothers chuckled. "That didn't go the way you planned, huh? Hunter, the third child, who had eyes like a predator, hence his name, mocked.
"Hunter," Travis called. He was the one that looked like their mother. Quiet and aloof. It always felt like he was a thousand miles away-a silent killer, as Jenner would describe him.
Hunter, not the one to be casually dismissed, moved his lips to speak when Jenner's hands hushed him. "Funs over, boys. You," She pointed to Kyle.
"You should lead by example. Now apologize to your little sister."
Leila's face quickly shot up, the lines of her cheeks spreading into a smug smile. The heated look on Kyle's face made her want to explode with laughter. He should have known better, messing with her.
"Sorry." He dragged between his teeth.
"Did you say something? I don't think I heard you." Leila said innocently, but her face did not match her words.
"If you didn't hear me, then you can go fu--"
"Kyle!" Jenner stabbed a chunk of meat with her fork.
He jerked up, his eyes widening. "I said I was sorry." He quickly said, knowing when a battle was over.
"I forgive you," Leila said brattily, smiling as she did. Paying no attention to the warning look he gave her, she turned to Jenner, her smile not wavering.
The older woman, whom they had grown to see as more than a house help, returned her smile. The strength in her eyes, even at that age, was something Leila envied the most. She could only wish to have such a strong presence when she gets to that age.
"Common guys!" Jenner clapped, looking round the table. "Dig in before the food gets cold."
Metals began scraping together, and clashing with ceramic plates filled the room. Leila looked at the men with renewed disgust. They ate like starved pigs. There was no etiquette of any sort in sight. She shook her head and drew her chair back. As she stood up, everyone's eyes followed her.
"Where are you going, baby?" Her father asked.
"To the restroom, Daddy."
"Eeewwww!" Hunter said with a stuffed mouth.
"Common Lee." Kyle threw his hands in the air, exasperation heavy in his voice.
The taunting smile she threw Kyle's way left her face when she felt Travis's eyes on her. Doing everything to avoid his piercing gaze, she focused on the wall instead.
"Oh, don't be dramatic," She waved a dismissive finger.
"I'll be back soon." She added with a smile and quickly turned around. Dragging down her pink dress suit made from a polyester viscose blend, she pressed her Manolo Blahnik heels to the ground and sashayed away with her head held high.
A breath of fresh air broke into her lungs as the door to the bathroom swung open. She went straight for the sink, burying her head in it. The wave of sickness crept to her throat.
It didn't take long before she began emptying the already empty content of her stomach into the sink. Her eyes reddened and moistened as she held on to her aching belly. It had taken just a few minutes to undo two solid years of hard work. Thanks for being back home.
'You will never be free.' She heard a voice in her head say. She sniffed as fresh tears ran down her face.
Shutting her eyes tightly, she drowned out the voices in her head and only focused on getting everything out of her body. Finally, it was done. Feeling lighter than a feather, she raised her head, instantly catching her reflection in the mirror above the sink. Her hands went to her face, starting with her eyes.
The smudged mascara, as a result of the tears, made her cringe. She whipped her head around, stopping midway as she realized her purse wasn't there.
"Shit!" She cursed, turning the tap on. Her eyes fell on the toilet paper box, and she stretched her hand to grab it.
"Will just have to do with you then." She muttered to herself before proceeding to do the impossible job of fixing the mess she had created on her face.
She was still rinsing out her mouth when suddenly, three successive shots filled the air. She stiffened for a moment, her brain completely freezing. When the fourth shot exploded, her brain was awakened.
The survival instinct her father made sure to drill in all his children suddenly kicked. Her hands went to the side of her waist. "Fuck me!" She realized she was putting on one of those fancy suit gowns that didn't have a pocket for her gun.
No other weapon was around, so she decided to throw caution to the wind. She took to her heels and didn't slow down until she burst into the dining room.
The scene her eyes met made her stumble back. She grabbed her chest, a loud gasp escaping from her throat. There was blood all around. There was so much blood she could barely make out who was who. All she knew was that her entire family had been wiped out. She couldn't move.
It felt like she was trapped in her skin. The tears wouldn't come out either, and neither could she speak. She just stood still and stared. In her heart, which was more active than her body, she prayed it was one terrible dream.
She would close her eyes, and by the time she opened it, she was on her bed. Her father was coming to call her for dinner. Kyle was being his annoying but funny self. Hunter was trying to get on her nerves when he knew he would still ask her to sneak him some chocolate.
There was also Travis, sweet Travis, who knew all her secrets but never spoke of them. And how could she forget Jenner? The closest thing to a mother she had.
All taken away from her, but by who? The question came with a fury that rushed through the depths of her being, pushing her eyes up. Someone covered her vision. She couldn't make out who it was.
Only that he was big and close, his significant but crafty hands quickly covered her throat. Before the darkness finally consumed her slowly.
"Heel-pp, Da-ddy," she whispers before everything goes blank on her.
Feared by all, loved by none, Aemilio, the ruthless Brazilian mafia boss, has a reputation for brutality. But when he acquires Evangelina, a beautiful and fiery pawn, his brother's obsession with her sparks a dangerous game of power and passion. As Evangelina becomes embroiled in their twisted world, she must navigate the treacherous landscape of Aemilio's empire, where one wrong move could mean her demise. Yet, in the midst of violence and fear, a forbidden love ignites, threatening to destroy them all. Will Evangelina and Aemilio's love survive the darkness, or will it become the very thing that brings them down?
{18+ Matured Content, It involves heavy sex, bondage, violence, rape, BDSM, age gap, enslavement, and crime} The 22-year-old Balia Telese had always been a golden child before the death of her parents. Still, after the killing spree, which led to her mother's elder sister taking over her family wealth and chasing her out, the university dropout finds herself working in a nightclub as a server girl to keep ends meet. 'Sorry' was all it took for her mistake of colliding with an angry man she accidentally spilled her drink on, but the frustration of life added more to her problems. The 45-year-old Senna Onyx Black, a ruthless Italian Mafia Don who owns the States in his hand and also to the soles of his feet, is mysteriously known by his shadow name 'GHOST.' He carries a dark personality with untold truths that make people fear him for the power he holds. Playing with heart and life isn't a new agenda on his table, but things are about to change after a glass of wine is spilled on him by a poker-faced girl.
In the alluring world of Sicilian high society, Fiorella's life takes a dramatic turn after a fateful night with Tito Denero, the enigmatic billionaire with ties to the mafia. Despite being engaged to childhood sweetheart Dante Mancini, Fiorella finds herself pregnant with Tito's twins, leading to a tangled web of secrets and betrayal. Years later, Fiorella is consumed by a singular desire for revenge against Tito, blaming him for her father's death. Little does she know, Tito is not only the man she seeks vengeance upon but also the father of her children. As fate intertwines their paths once more, Fiorella must confront her feelings for both Tito and Dante amidst simmering tensions and unresolved passions. love, betrayal, and redemption, Fiorella grapples with decisions that could shatter hearts and alter destinies. Will she succumb to the lure of revenge, or will she find the courage to forgive and embrace a future fraught with unexpected twists? Dive into a world where passion collides with duty, and where the past holds the key to a turbulent yet captivating future.
Beauty with brains, feisty dark-skinned Nigerian/American, Jocelyn Gbone Dizon has finally found employment- working as a maid in an older woman's house. While working there, she discovers to her utmost surprise, that her boss is no other than the mother of one out of the four racist CEOs who rejected her job proposal earlier. Incensed, Jocelyn finds herself entwined in their lives, loathing these four bastards- charming and sexy they may be with their dark grins and oh-so-gorgeous eyes. During this difficult time with each other, the CEOs can't bear the heat she exudes, especially when they make the exciting discovery that there's a passionate desire behind her cozy stares and dark, glowing skin. Celyn will spark up the seasoning as the nation's jackpot girl who wins the heart of five powerful billionaires.
Despite his handsome poker face and blunt demeanor, Jace De Leon he's idolized by all-women for being the good-looking wealthiest Italian/Mexican bachelor. One day, he decided to stalk his high school best friend, who he had feelings for before disappearing without a note or anything; he kept track of her by using his younger brother as bait to get her up to his sleeve. Brielle Damara, an innocent soon-to-be university graduate, after plenty of years passed, collided again with a long-lost friend who she had admired for long. She was sad at first and didn't want anything to do with him, but unfortunately, she found herself trapped in the Dominant web of Jace De Leon. At first, Brielle sees BDSM as a perverted way of being psychopathic; little did brielle knows that BDSM is like a cuss to the human flesh. She finds herself submitting and plays the Dominant role to the Almighty Jace De Leon. Jace arranges a contract that begins a racy romance and indulges Brielle's obsession with being enslaved as the Submissive and plays the role of master romances partners in consensual scenes, satisfaction, and misery. Whips and shackles are part of the game, and sex doesn't have the right place for its action.
“Speak!” That is how he answers. He's a man with few words. Alonzo De Sina Marcovic, the Alpha of the Sina Pack breathes Fame and power. Still, his grandfather ‘Mazza De Sina Marcovic, A.k.A. Don Palumbo’ brought a lost lady as his mate, a woman he had never seen before. She lost her memory after being pushed into the sea but has no idea about who she is and without choice to work for a stranger, to— A Ruthless Italian Mafia Don and unknowingly to her is not entirely a normal human being but a werewolf alpha, but in all, a handsome one at that. She decided to be bound to him by getting tempted by him, but soon, she later finds out Who she is. She became a slave to her nemesis but will she forgive him when she gains back her memory of who she is and what he had done to her without him knowing? Will she make him suffer or accept her fate as his mate? A werewolf book with a touch of mafia settings. Enjoy
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
Cheated by husband, betrayed by friend and rejected by family. It all came down to her inability to conceive within three years of marriage. She was tagged a barren woman and they made it appeared like a plaque, she has no place to hide her face. Her husband got divorced on the account that he wants to be with someone else, who will bear him a seed, someone who will show the fruit of his hardwork and masculinity and the only woman he choose was the closest person to his wife. Elena was broken, shattered and wounded. But she made a decision, she would move on, she will not accept the fate imposed on her as a barren woman. And humanity cannot decide her fate! This is the story of Elena Scott and the happy life after…
RATED 18+ (WARNING) - EXPLICIT SCENES. "Strip for me" the beastly alpha called, his voice echoed from his dark cell, causing a shiver to go down her body. She couldn't fight the way her body reacts to him. Her nipples harden from his touch. "I can smell your wetness omega" he mutters, his hands tracing under her skirt till he feels up her wet jeweled folds, causing a hiss from her lips as his fingers push in. He whispers to he ears, a voice filled the dangerous promise "you are mine" .******. Elise Aldermen is the daughter of the Silvernight Pack's chief alpha. She has waited her whole life for her marriage ceremony, hoping it would be the best day of her life. However, she gets the shock of a lifetime when her betrothed coldly rejects her and makes her a slave after finding out her true origins, even though they were already bound. Not Not only is she claimed to be a bastard on her mating day, but she is also disowned and rejected by her pack and mate. Elise's life turns into a nightmare as she is thrown into the dungeons as the cruel alpha's slave, only to be handed off to his greatest beastly champion, who dwells in the dark cells. Elise soon discovers that the beast she is now forced to be marked and bound to is more than a monster; this beastly alpha could also be her fated mate.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
**This book contains a trigger warning. Mention about rape and torture in this book. Please read with caution** "Our marriage is nothing but a deal," he said looking at the girl, her green eyes met his cold silver eye, and both of them glared at each other. "For any rules you break, I will claim any part of your body," his gaze grew dangerously darker at his word. Ashley Harlow was at the top of the world, living the perfect and luxurious lifestyle as the legitimate daughter of the well-known Daniel Harlow. But sadly, a one-night stand put an end to that and brought her life upside down and that of her family's name to the ground. To restore his family's reputation, she was forced into marrying Damien Albrecht, a young, ruthless, obnoxious, brutal billionaire and the head of a mafia gang in exchange for her father's company.