Blurb: Two things matter in my captor's twisted world of crime...Power and money. He stole me to gain both. He's a coldhearted monster with a reputation for violence and the most dangerous man I've ever met, a man who's clearly keeping secrets. So how can his touch make me ache with such need? I refuse his proposal of marriage, of course. But Anthony Rodriguez didn't break in to listen to reason. He is a dangerous stranger in my bed, clamping a rough hand over my mouth and warning me to stay silent. He's going to make me his mafia bride. Whether I want to or not. Anthony just wants to claim a debt from my quivering body. But under his command and sheets, I'm discovering a new strength. I'm becoming this man's undoing. Despite being trapped, at his mercy, and stolen from my family... I might never want to leave my place under him. Kidnapped by My Ruthless Mafia Fiance is a hate to love Romance book. (A sequel of I hate to love you, Mr CEO. Though both stories can be read independently.)
He was damn tired. The meeting scheduled in the previous evening extended for more than expected time and the weather changed out of blue.
His flight got canceled. The matereology department reported it was the coldest day of the year in the city of California. The dark clouds occupied the blue sky like a thick blanket. It was shortly going to rain cats and dogs. "This sucks!" He grunted fisting and unfisting his hands.
Coming back to his executive suite, he saw his phone ringing. "Hello son, how are you?" How did the cotton export deal go?" Ariana, his mom, was speaking on the other end in her ever cheerful tone.
Anthony Rodriguez, hotter than hell and maddeningly dominant, is the adopted son of Allen Rodriguez since the age of sixteen.
Ten years later, he is the king of the Boston Underworld who makes his own rules. In the chronology of killing looks, he is terrifying... and extremely charismatic. Smart and cold are the added adjectives to him with absolutely no human values.
"I'm fine mom. The deal went successful and soon we will be the leading distributors of cotton yawns in the Russian market too." Anthony said gleefully.
"Congratulations Son. Have a good rest now. We will talk tomorrow." Anthony's eyes skidded over the dropping snow and his ears once again recorded those novice chuckles.
"Hey Anthony, would you like to make a snowman like me?" Her svelte fingers with beautifully painted nails were a sight to watch all day. The smile was seemingly seductive with lips arranged in a cupid's bow. Those brown eyes, which are ridiculously alluring..... A crooked smile danced on his lips. Cognac-brown to be exact. Last but not least were those long black wavy curls which felt like midnight beauty engraving his body like the bright sunlight in the dark blue sky whenever they were together.
The protesting muscles of his limbs told him just how exhausted he was as he wrestled with sleep. But there was no chance. Now that she is once again right behind his closed eyes.
A sigh flowed from him as he mentally kicked himself for the humorous memory once again. The covers flipped back with a simple flex of his muscular arm, and he swung his feet to the red carpeted floor. With the heels of his hands, he rubbed the weight of sleep from his eyes.
Appeased, he was not going to get any more sleep; he got up and strolled over to the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the hotel room, staring out at the bright city lights of California.
The weak shade of light from the corner lamp silhouetted his tall, muscular frame in the darkness as he stood stark naked and pensive before the window.
How much longer? How much longer will it be before I can regain the missing half of my soul? - he thought.
It is high time he taught that rogue a lesson whom she called her father. Just how long was he going to use her innocence to his benefit? It doesn't mean because he is handicapped, he can use her the way he wants. She belongs to him. His property. And if that disgusting piece of shit tried to rebel, he'd give the son of a whore a torturously painful ending. No more chances.
The shrill of his cell phone broke through the silence, and he went to scoop it off the nightstand. A glance at his caller ID had him slightly panicked. "Rudolph, at this hour?" He couldn't stop saying it aloud and growled into the receiver.
"Please tell me she's okay." Request was not a word available in his dictionary. But if it was regarding her anything was possible. She could bring out the most intense and unexpected emotions in him.
"Yes, Mr. Anthony, she's sound. But..." Rudolph hesitated to speak further for the coldness of his boss. Anthony looked like he was ready to blow his head and would not hesitate when he was angry. He is the most dangerous among all the three Rodriguez brothers and bomb in the history of the American mafia.
"Out with it, Rudolph!" Anthony's voice turned restless. With every thought of her, his heart ached like a curse from hell. It's as if a bullet was left lodged right in the center of his heart, killing him slowly, painfully, surely.
"She took a job at Night Queen, Sir."
"Night Queen? My club? What the hell's she doing there?" He barked. One by one, he cracked his knuckles, trying his best not to think anything disastrous about her before knowing the reality. He failed. Knuckle cracking no longer worked as a distraction. "Say bartending. Please."
Rudolph paused for a moment. "No, Sir. She's stripping."
"Fuck!" As if he'd been touched with livewire, his entire being became fully awake, eyes wide and weariness completely gone. Anger boiled in his nerves like in a furnace. Things were getting out of hand.
"Her job as the Barista in the restaurant..... what happened to it?"
"She lost it a week after when she went there drunk after a fight with her drug addict mother."
His chest suddenly felt vacant and heart dropped to the pit of his stomach. "So she has no chance to work there again like a Barista. I will talk to the cafe's owner."
"I don't think that's a good idea, sir. Our enemies are behind us because you did not accept their offer for the arms deal and they know she belongs to you. Since the Night Queen is owned by you, they won't dare to attack her. She is safe there."
"Then why am I fucking hearing all this from you now? She left her job at the cafe and is employed by the Night queen. And I know nothing of this till this day.Why am I filling your pockets?" His fingers curled into mighty, determined fists. He would tolerate this nuisance no longer and needed to reclaim what is his.
"I'm sorry, Sir. We've been trying to reach you for the past few weeks, but we kept getting your assistant. And you gave us instructions not to leave messages about any matter regarding Celeste with anyone. So..."
Fuck he was right. For the past six weeks he's been doing some heavy traveling and making deals, being a work addict that he was! Hell, he should've known all this.
A sick feeling lingered in his stomach. If she had to pick up a job as a stripper, it meant she was in quick need of hard cash. He had never left her alone and had been her shadow in her thick and thin. Be it arranging funds or looking for the medical needs of her mother. What is troubling her now? She was hurting and in need. She shouldn't be hurting when he could so easily take her pain away. She shouldn't be in need of anything when she is soon to be wife of Anthony Rodriguez, the leader of the American mafia. "When did she start the work?"
"She will start from tonight, Sir."
"Perfect." Anthony said in sarcastic laughter while pacing the length of the room. His fingers raked through his hair repeatedly. "From now on, I should be informed on every action she takes. Got it? It doesn't matter how busy I am. Don't stop calling until you get through to me. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now reschedule all my meetings because tomorrow the first thing I am doing is fly to New York." His fingers trembled as he disconnected the call and sank to his knees, dropping his head in his hands. 'My sweet, brown-eyed girl, what are you doing to yourself?'
What happens when the only girl you LOVE in this world and next starts to be a FORBIDDEN LOVE an ofshoot of an action you aren't even responsible for and you can do nothing about it except to keep your hands folded? ** Henry Rodriguez, the youngest heir of the Rodriguez family. When wickedity expels Goodness, he is born as a numen to win over knavery. He is good to everyone because he is humane but when someone goes savage, weakness is not what the person is going to remember about him. Henry possesses the heart of a flower but a predator, a proponent of equity and a terrible mafia leader ready to rip the goblin out of his flesh when it comes to the girl he loves. Sania Witmore is his sweetheart, a damsel in distress who is swallowed with financial and family problems. She is the one and only girl who got him hooked by her little finger right on the day of the deal. Would it be called love at first sight? Maybe it was, because Henry would not allow anyone even to touch a hair of hers. He was her invisible shield, a dutiful mafia whose heart beats only for her and who can lay his life happily just to win a smile on her face. Were Henry and Sania bound to be for each other? This is a sequel to I hate to love you, Mr CEO. The second book in Rodriguez series, though all books can be read independently.
After having her sister diagnosed with advanced-stage bone marrow cancer, Abigail Richardson can’t out turn her fate anymore. Marriage till then was not in her records until she was forced to marry the world’s most famous womanizer, reputed billionaire and a cold-hearted insensitive boss Axle Pablo Rodriguez only as a part of a deal. Everything changed between them in one day. With the unerasable insult received, the only two things Axle was determined in life was Abigail and revenge. Yet when he sees her again at the marriage venue all the equations change. Inflamed by her galvanizing presence, his curiosity ignites a flare of attraction that turns stronger than the earth’s gravitational force. This book is a sequel of Altruistic Bride though both stories can be read individually.
Blocking her windpipe he pushed her to the wall behind and held her throat so hard that she thought she was going to die. Her eye balls went up, almost losing her consciousness when he bent his head and spoke low in her ear, gritting his teeth. "I DO NOT TOLERATE DISLOYALTY, MISS STELWART AND YOU INVOKED THE SLEEPING MONSTER IN ME BY SHOWING YOUR UGLY NATURE." Kissing her neck he inhaled her scent and released her with a jerk with an ache on his features. Aliza chokes on her breath looking at the devil in front of her in fear and trembles in her tone. "Please believe me, sir, I'm innocent." Charles looks down at the rise and fall of her pulsating chest. "NO MATTER WHAT I CANNOT STOP LOVING YOU AND I HATE MYSELF FOR THIS." Read I Hate to Love You, Mr. CEO (Love has different shades, one of which is pain.) THIS BOOK HAS A SERIES OF STORIES.
Her heart began to beat rapidly against his chest. "Crystalline" he called her in a warning. "We aren't made for each other." He pushed her to the wall in a rugged breath and ran his tongue from her neck to jawline encapsulating her in his arms. Heat crept from her center to her face and she started panting with unrest. He looked down and saw the protrusion of her shapely buds. "Crystalline, you have no idea about the things you do to me. You are the only woman I ever desired. Loving you is a sin I cannot forbid myself from doing and no adultery is bloodless." He whispered and attached his lips to hers but seconds later pushed her away rigidly. "Had I believed in marriages, you wouldn't have been my ......" Crystalline Collins comes to New York on a scholarship with a dream career in Nutrition. On a tumultuous day, her mother calls and informs her father that she needs urgent heart surgery. Chained with commitments, the kind of commitments that she couldn't necessarily control, for want of resources she performs as a model followed by a date and enters into unholy congress with a reputed mogul because of which she gets pregnant. Abraham Rochester is hot, virile, and manly. Girls worship the soil he walked upon. But he used them only as play toys and believed marriage was not in his cards after a failed relationship with one of his college mates. To save her face in society and arrange money for her dad's heart operation Crystalline enters into contract matrimony with Abraham who misunderstands her as a gold digger. Torn is the beauty with the beast until he is drawn by her mesmerizing fragrance which ignites a flame of desire that burns brighter than any woman he had ever read. Explore, Ain't love Enough, Sir? A hate-to-love heated chemistry of a billionaire with a middle-class girl.
Asher Rodriguez is a reputed businessman and a billionaire who owns varieties of clubs and casinos in the city and is a cotton textile mogul. He is hot, virile, and manly with a six pack body. Girls swoon on his perfect physique but living a failed marriage and a father of a two year old daughter, Asher had lost interest in life. He had turned cold, unemotional and an insensitive boss who had no human values. But when he enters an unrespected wedlock with an innocent young girl almost half of his age everything changes in his life. ***** Phoenix Beatriz yearns for a dream of a loving and sincere life partner with a good home. As if her life was less troublesome, her drunkard father pawns her in marriage to a wealthy billionaire who is double her age. Chained with duties and commitments that she couldn't necessarily control, Phoenix's life was a tragedy in every respect. She was abused and ill treated by her step-mother and uncaring father accompanied with a lonely childhood. But is that all? There is a ray of light in every dark room. ***** Since Asher saw her, he’s been denying his feelings for her, ignoring the void in his heart he knows only she could fill. Everything about them was wrong, the kind of wrong that felt so right. It was supposed to be only a business deal. Yet a deal he did not know that would make his life only more complicated than just twelve months to sort it out until nothing mattered to him in the world than her for whom he could even give away his life.
Explicitly 18+, contains strong sex and violence. Carson Campbell - People address him as a seraph for he looks at their problems without asking, like a mother towards her infant. When evil triumphs the good, the ethical entrepreneur loses his patience and becomes a mafia don. He is the devil who could even shake Hades. Scarlett Taylor - she is in her sixth year of pursuing her career as a junior officer in NIA. So far in her service Ms Taylor had eleven postings in the most challenging places because she was the role model of honesty and sincerity She is now transferred to Newyork from California to catch Carson red handed doing mafia dealings and arrest him. Will Scarlett be successful in doing her duty towards the nation or become another scapegoat in dealing with the crime syndicate? Read Irresistible Love with Mafia
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
As far as everyone was concerned, William had married Renee under duress. Now that his one true love was back—and with child—they couldn’t wait for him to abandon Renee. Surprisingly, Renee was candid about the situation. "To be honest, I’m the one asking for a divorce every single day. I want it even more than any of you!" But they brushed off her remark as a paltry attempt to save face. Until William made a declaration himself. "Divorce is out of the question. Anyone who spreads false rumors shall face legal consequences!" Renee was at a loss. What was this crazy man up to now?
We've been married for three years, but I've never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers. "If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?" I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea. His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. "Yes." I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go-to honor his decision. Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. "Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing..." What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, "Vivienne, don't divorce me... please."
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】