Samantha's heels clicked on the marble floor as she walked down the aisle, her gaze locked on Marco's chiseled face. The mafia boss's piercing eyes seemed to bore into her soul, his smile hinting at secrets and promises. As she reached his side, he took her hand, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "Forever and always," Marco whispered, his voice low and husky, as they exchanged vows in a lavish ceremony. Samantha felt like a princess in her designer gown, but beneath the glamour, she sensed the weight of her new role: The Mafia Little Wife.
Samantha's heels clicked on the marble floor as she walked down the aisle, her gaze locked on Marco's chiseled face. The mafia boss's piercing eyes seemed to bore into her soul, his smile hinting at secrets and promises. As she reached his side, he took her hand, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
"Forever and always," Marco whispered, his voice low and husky, as they exchanged vows in a lavish ceremony.
Samantha felt like a princess in her designer gown, but beneath the glamour, she sensed the weight of her new role: The Mafia Little Wife.
Samantha grew up in a loving family, with parents who adored her. She was a bright and curious child, always eager to please. But her life took a dramatic turn when her father was killed in a tragic accident. Her mother struggled to make ends meet, and Samantha felt lost and alone.
Marco's past was shrouded in mystery. Born into a powerful mafia family, he was groomed to take over the empire. His father, a ruthless don, taught him the ways of the mafia – loyalty, power, and deception. Marco's mother, a beautiful and kind-hearted woman, tried to shield him from the darkness, but it was too late. Marco's fate was sealed.
Samantha thought she had it all - a handsome husband, a beautiful home, and a life of luxury. But behind the facade, her world was crumbling. Her husband, Alejandro, was a ruthless drug baron, and she was trapped in a living nightmare. Their marriage had started like a fairy tale. Alejandro was charming, attentive, and showered her with gifts. But soon, Samantha realized that his wealth came with a steep price. He was merciless, and his business dealings were shrouded in secrecy and violence. As she became more entrenched in his world, Samantha found herself losing her identity. She was no longer the carefree, vibrant woman she once was. She was now a trophy wife, a pawn in Alejandro's game of power and greed. One day, Samantha stumbled upon a dark secret. Alejandro was involved in a dangerous deal, one that could put their lives at risk. She knew she had to escape, but the thought of leaving him was daunting. She was trapped in a web of fear, loyalty, and obligations
Ashley, a determined and strong-willed young woman, had her world shattered when a tragic accident left her with a debilitating injury, forcing her to abandon her promising ballet career. Enter Ethan, a talented but reclusive musician, struggling to overcome his own dark past. When their paths cross, they find solace in each other's company, bonding over their shared sense of loss and frustration. As they navigate their complicated emotions, Ashley and Ethan face numerous challenges. Ashley must come to terms with her new reality and find a new sense of purpose, while Ethan must confront the demons that haunt him. Through their journey, they discover that love can be a powerful catalyst for healing and growth. Together, they learn to overcome their fears, insecurities, and the odds stacked against them. Will their love be strong enough to conquer the darkness, or will their challenges tear them apart?
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
"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.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .