"Valerie," he whispered, his smile fading as he moved closer to me. "I'm sor-" I cut him off with a hard slap to his left cheek. "How dare you?" I hissed, delivering another slap in the same spot. "How could you do this to me?" I raised my hand to strike again, but he caught my wrist before I could. "Think very carefully about your next move," he warned in a low, threatening tone, tightening his grip on my wrist, daring me to slap him again. The pain shot through my arm, and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. "Or what?" I scowled at him. "You don't want to find out," he replied, stepping closer and staring into my eyes. "And don't push me!" Today was the day it all began to fall apart. My world twisted, crushed me against the wall, and tore apart my sanity and innocence. I never imagined I would go through something like this, but there I was, caught in the middle of it all. Valerie Price is a smart, strong-willed girl with a kind heart, but a series of unfortunate events tear her apart. She catches the attention of Matteo Romano, a ruthless mafia leader disguised as a charming tycoon. He is not only intrigued by her but also infatuated. As they get to know each other, they begin to change, becoming something neither expected. She finds herself doing things she never thought possible. He offers her the world, but will she accept it or push it away in fear? The tension between them eats away at her, but will she give in to the irresistible temptation of the man who molested her and took her virginity or will she fight for her freedom from deadly and sexy man? Warning: Contains strong language, sexual content, rape, and graphic violence.
Selene slammed the folders on the desk in front of me, pulling me out of my trance. "Jeez, scared the shit out of me," I said with a hand on my racing heart.
"Oh! I'm sorry. Or am I?" Her blue orbs narrowed at me. "You need to knock that depressing look off your face because you're depressing me. You have been like that the entire day. Be happy. Your shift ends in an hour," she said while crossing her thin little arms. "Get off my chair and get some work done in your last hour."
"Okay," I sighed while rolling my eyes. I got up and walked towards the reception, plopping down on my chair behind the counter. This day started bad enough with that asshole at the station and this slight headache was a cherry on top. I had completely lost my appetite after the morning stunt.
I retrieved some medicine that would relieve my headache but would make me dizzy for a while because of my empty stomach. Popping the pill into my mouth, I swallowed it with some water that I pulled out of the mini fridge in Selene's office. "Oh shit!" I exclaimed out loud for the few people to listen were waiting on their turn to go in and get checked. My brain froze as the cold water trickled down my throat. Ugh.
"Ok. What's wrong? You look like shit honestly. Did you drink a lot that you still have a hangover from your birthday?" Selene asked with her brows furrowed together.
"I'm fine," I whispered for only her to hear. "And I didn't drink. It's just one of those days."
"Whatever you say but you are in no state to work. It seems that you might faint any moment now and I don't want to carry your heavy ass," she grinned.
"Shut up. I'm fine. I just took medicine so it is making me a little dizzy. After a few minutes, I'll be as good as new."
"You better be. I don't want your depression to spread across everyone in here," she giggled. "I'm kidding, girl."
"Hilarious," I said, already feeling a little dizzy.
The door dinged open, forcing my eyes up in that direction. It was him again. The blue-suited man stood there alone this time. He ran his fingers through his dense hair and gazed right into my tired eyes. Looking down, I tried to compose myself due to the medicine that was starting to kick in.
"Oh God," Selene gasped. "No way."
I glanced up at her. "What?"
"I think I'm going to pass out," she stared at the man. I looked in his direction and watched a sympathizing smile form on his lips. Damn that smile. He started walking towards me, coming closer and closer until the reception desk stopped him from reaching any further. Selene still stood next to me with her lips slightly parted in shock.
"Hello, love," his husky voice rang through my ears again with a hint of British accent sending a chill down my spine that I hadn't noticed earlier.
"May I help you, sir?" I asked unenthusiastically.
"I just wanted to apologize for my brother's behavior this morning. He is all the things that you said. An asshole, a dickhead, and all the other things."
"He's the one who should be apologizing," I said as I could feel the anger boiling again in me. "He almost hit me but you stopped him so I should thank you for that."
"I would have never let him hit you," he said smiling sheepishly. Is he flirting with me?
"Hmm," was all I could get out of my throat. I saw Selene backing away slowly from the corner of my right eye.
"I'm Matteo. Matteo Romano," he said putting his hand forth.
I looked at his big hand and then back up at him. "I'm Aquarius. Aquarius Pepperoni."
He started laughing. His laugh was intoxicating which brought a slight smile to my face. "That's a first. Got jokes, huh?"
"What?" I acted confused. "I thought we were saying a zodiac sign and then a random word."
He tilted his head to the right and mumbled, "You're intriguing."
"What was that?" I asked trying to figure out what he said under his breath.
"I apologize on behalf of my brother again. He does need to learn manners."
"Like I said, I don't need your meaningless apology. He was the one wrong, not you." I tried to stop myself from slurring. The medicine was taking a toll on me.
"It isn't meaningless, love. I mean it. I'll have him apologize to you as well. I'll make sure he does. You have my word," he smiled.
"Well, we'll see about that." I got up and began walking away before the room started spinning. "Oh shit," I slurred and fell into a pair of strong arms.
***
I woke up with Matteo's hand on my face, stroking my loose hair behind my ear. I pushed him away from me and sat up instantly in panic. "What the hell were you doing?"
"Calm down, love. You passed out and I caught you before you could hit your head on the desk. So, I think you owe me a thank you perhaps."
"Well, how long was I out?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
He looked at his watch and then back up at me. "About 6 hours."
"What?" I shrieked. "I've been on the floor for six hours?"
"Did I say hours?" He asked, his finger tapping his chin. "I meant minutes. Six minutes."
I narrowed my eyes at the stupid man and tried to stand up. He supported me as I did that, laying his arms around my waist. "Don't touch me!" I spat.
He raised his hands in the air. "Sorry. I won't touch you without your permission. Cool?"
"You're talking as if we are going to see each other again," I cocked my brow at him.
"To show you how sorry I am about my brother's behavior, I want to ask you if you could come to a ball with me," he asked with a glint of hope in his eyes.
"You're asking me out on a date?"
"It's not a date. It's an apology. I can promise you that you'll accept the apology before the night is over," he smirked.
"Look, sir, I don't know you. I don't trust you or any other guy that I don't know for that matter. So ask someone else to escort you to a ball." I turned on my heel and commenced walking towards Selene who was standing behind the reception, staring at us.
"Think about it, love. The event is tomorrow. You don't have to buy anything and you can bring a friend along with you as well," he said from behind me. He sauntered over to the door and opened it. "You won't regret it," he winked and walked out.
"Don't be too overconfident, pepperoni," I shouted after him. He just cocked his head back and laughed while a man in a black suit opened the door to his black Audi R8 for him. He sat in and rolled down the window. With his left hand on the steering wheel and the right one waving at me, he sped off.
As a rising star in criminal law, Sophia Peterson built her career on keeping dangerous men behind bars. Cold, calculating, and brilliant in the courtroom, she was known as the woman who never lost a case. Until she met Damian De Luca-the ruthless, untouchable Mafia king who turned her world upside down. It started as a job-defending a man everyone feared. But the deeper Sophia dug into his empire, the more she realized she was playing a game she couldn't win. Damian wasn't just a client. He was a force of nature-dark, possessive, and unrelenting. He seduced her with his power, ensnared her with his words, and made her question everything she stood for. She tried to run. But no one runs from Damian De Luca. Now, standing in her temporary apartment in Germany, staring into the obsidian eyes of the man she thought she left behind, Sophia knows she's trapped. His presence is suffocating, his touch electric. The knife she reached for was pointless-he had already won this battle before she even picked a side. "You really thought I wouldn't find you, angel?" His whisper is both a threat and a promise. "Never underestimate my love for you." The kiss that follows is bruising, possessive, and filled with every dark promise he ever made. He isn't just here to reclaim her. He's here to remind her of a terrifying truth- She was never meant to escape. And maybe, deep down, she never wanted to.
Mirabel Blanco, a deadly assassin trained since childhood, has always lived in the shadows of betrayal and loss. After discovering a plot against her within the French Mafia—the very family she trusted—she’s forced to turn to their rivals, the Italians, for survival. Enter Donovan Dante Lorenzo, the ruthless and magnetic King of the Italian Mafia. Arrogant, calculating, and undeniably captivating, Dante is a man who always gets what he wants. But when sparks fly between the fierce assassin and the Mafia King, their connection becomes as dangerous as it is irresistible. As Dante sets his sights on Mirabel, determined to break through her guarded heart, she must navigate a whirlwind of passion, power struggles, and betrayal. Will she let down her walls for the man she should see as an enemy, or will their fiery attraction consume them both? In a world where loyalty is fragile and danger lurks around every corner, can Dante and Mirabel find trust in one another—or will their pasts destroy any chance they have of a future?
Gabriela Pedro's life takes a dramatic turn when she saves a young man from near death. Unable to stop thinking about him, she continues to visit him in the hospital. When he finally wakes up, he has no memory of his past. Driven by sympathy and despite having a jealous boyfriend, Gabby decides to take in this stranger and help him piece his life back together. Unbeknownst to her, she is harboring the most dangerous, ruthless, and heartless mob boss of all time. The question is, can she escape him, and does she even want to? Dario Santiago was the most feared man in Las Vegas. His name alone sent the fiercest men into hiding. The Santis own many casinos and other businesses in the city, effectively running it, with Dario as their boss. Having recently taken over from his father, Dario is determined to make his mark. After a deadly ambush leaves him with amnesia, his only ally is the girl who saved him. As the brutal truth eventually comes to light, Dario must decide whether to take Gabby with him or leave her behind. Warning: This is a dark romance, intended for mature readers.
Warning: Use of Violent words, sexual assault and gun violence, i implore the readers to use their discretion while reading and readers should be above 18. Dorathy is the most important person in the Gonzalezs family, the actual heart of the family, known as the princess of the Spanish Mafia. She's their only sister and has a nickname, "The Heart Killer." One day, one of her brothers made a big mistake by hacking into the bank account of the Dineros, another mafia family. Then the Dineros threatened to harm Dorathy unless her brothers agreed to let her marry into their family. Reluctantly, her brothers agreed. Vasguez, the leader of the Dineros, was furious when he discovered the hack and sought revenge. He decided that either all of Dorathy's brothers had to die or he would marry her. He chose marriage as his form of revenge. As secrets from their pasts come to light, they find themselves facing common enemies. Despite initial hatred, could love for Dorathy, the Gonzalezs' princess, overcome their animosity? In the end, she became his queen of the mafia, and he became her king.
Cecilia James, possessing both allure and lethal skills as a master of poisons, operates within the clandestine world of an assassin's creed. Her beauty conceals a fierce, unpredictable nature that makes her both charming and dangerously wild. Entrusted with a mission alongside five other assassins, Cecilia is assigned the formidable task of eliminating a target without a clearly defined identity. As she delves into the shadows to fulfill her mission, Cecilia encounters a captivating man named Jaden, whose piercing green eyes draw her into an unexpected romance. The enigma surrounding Jaden raises questions about whether he is, in fact, the elusive target she was assigned to eliminate. Amidst the complexities of her developing emotions, Cecilia faces a dilemma that challenges her commitment to the creed and the completion of her perilous task. Caught between duty and desire, Cecilia must navigate the treacherous landscape of her own heart and the clandestine world of assassins. Will her newfound love with Jaden compromise the mission, or is he merely an innocent bystander entangled in the web of her dangerous profession? As the suspense heightens, Cecilia grapples with conflicting loyalties and the uncertain fate of her mission. The unfolding narrative explores the intricate dance between love and duty, leaving readers on the edge of anticipation, eager to discover whether Cecilia will overcome the hurdles that fate has woven into her path.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"