The Mob's Bride

I was Ava Hudson, the future daughter-in-law of a prominent councilman in the city of Windhaven. My fiancé, Leo Kennedy, was a celebrated rising star in politics, admired by all. But deep in his heart, he harbored a love for a woman named Isabella Fuller, his untouchable ideal. Now, the notorious crime lord Alessandro Marcello had declared his intent to marry Isabella. I overheard Leo's chilling voice from outside the study. Send Ava to him. No matter how ruthless he is, would he dare touch the councilman's future daughter-in-law?" I followed his plan and married into the Marcello family. Later, it was Leo who lost his mind.

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Chapter 6

Alessandro handed me the cup. "Drink."

His tone was commanding, devoid of any warmth.

I took the cup, the hot tea warming my fingers and seeping into my heart.

I sipped slowly, the spicy flavor spreading through my mouth.

It was different from Leo's tea.

His was sweeter; this was sharper.

"How did you…"

"The Marcello family doctor isn't just for show," he said flatly.

I lowered my head, falling silent.

The air felt strange.

A ruthless crime lord caring for a woman during her period?

Who would believe it?

After the bath, the pain eased significantly.

The doctor arrived, gave me a painkiller shot, and prescribed some medication.

Alessandro stayed by my side until I fell asleep.

In a half-dream state, I thought I felt someone gently wiping the cold sweat from my forehead with a warm cloth.

The touch was soft, tender.

When I woke the next morning, Alessandro was gone.

On the bedside table sat a cup of warm brown sugar water and a breakfast tray.

The next few days passed quietly.

Alessandro was busy, and I rarely saw him.

He gave me surprising freedom to roam the estate, except for the front gate.

I spent most of my time in the art studio.

The studio was vast, stocked with supplies surpassing any gallery I'd ever seen.

I picked up my paintbrush again.

Painting let me escape my troubles, if only for a while.

That day, I was painting the roses from the garden.

A maid entered. "Madam, a Miss Isabella Fuller is here to see you."

My hand paused, a drop of red paint splashing onto the canvas like a bead of blood.

Why was she here?

I set down the brush and went to the sitting room.

Isabella sat on the sofa in a white dress, looking delicate and pitiful.

When she saw me, she stood, her eyes red. "Miss Hudson."

"What do you want?" My tone was curt.

"I'm here to beg you… to give Leo back to me." Tears spilled from her eyes as she spoke.

I frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Leo… he's losing it." She sobbed. "Since you left, he's changed. He's searching for you everywhere, neglecting work, drinking every night… He says he can't live without you. Miss Hudson, I know I was wrong before. I shouldn't have come between you. But we truly love each other. Please, talk to Alessandro. Ask him to let you go. Leo needs you, and… I need him."

She moved to kneel before me.

I stepped back.

Her tear-streaked face only struck me as ridiculous.

They had pushed me into this abyss together.

Now she came begging me to help them?

Was anything ever that easy?

"Miss Fuller," I said, each word deliberate, "first, Leo and I are done. Second, I'm Mrs. Marcello now. This isn't a place you can just waltz into."

"And finally," I smiled, "stop disgusting me with your nonsense. Your love story has nothing to do with me."

Isabella's face turned ashen.

She hadn't expected the docile Ava to speak like this.

"You… how can you be so heartless?" Her voice trembled. "Leo loves you so much…"

"Loves me?" I laughed as if I'd heard the greatest joke. "He loves me, so he sent me to a bloodthirsty maniac? Isabella, do you think everyone's as foolish as you?"

"I…" She was speechless.

At that moment, a cold voice came from the doorway. "When did my wife become someone others can lecture?"

Alessandro stepped inside.

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I ran to Las Vegas to escape my family's hatred of mafias, where I met Emily and developed feelings for her. Emily was one of the people I had to leave behind. I didn't want to live a life of brutality and bloodshed. My only goal was to finally get away from it all. But my best friend Matthew kidnapped her and took her to his house. She initially denied, but unintentionally had a crush on us two; in order to protect her, I needed to confess to my father her identity as my girlfriend; however, daddy would never admit the three of us being together, until we were accidentally met by Jim, my daddy's minion, while we three were having sex; he was going to tell on us to our adversaries, which might bring danger to our entire mafia family; once again, I meant to protect Emily, while making her fall at the hands of our foes..

Action LGBT+Mafia Modern

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HIGH VOLTAGE SEDUCTION

8.9

WARNING: FOR MATURE READERS ONLY!!! This erotica collection is raw, hot, intense, and packed with deliciously filthy fucktwists that will leave you breathless. Each story is steamy, gripping, and driven by compelling plots that pull you deep into forbidden desire. You will find A strict 59-year-old professor bends his tempting student over his desk and growls that she's been a very bad girl. A college student wakes up sore and dripping in her biggest rival's bed, with no memory of how many times he fucked her senseless. Her hot stepdad has a secret camera aimed at her bed. When she catches him watching, she doesn't rage - she spreads her legs and gives him the show of his life. A seductive woman is the only weakness of a ruthless mafia king, and he finally claims her body as his own. She knows her sister is cheating, so she seduces her husband right in front of her - and her sister can't say a single word. Piper's rent is overdue. Instead of paying up, she drops to her knees for the landlord while her boyfriend watches. A spoiled, arrogant rich brat demands a private striptease. The dancer doesn't walk away - she dances for him until he completely loses control. An assistant's boyfriend has a huge cock, but "Daddy" knows exactly how to ruin her with his tongue. She chooses Daddy. Best friends make a wicked bet: seduce my dad. She takes the bet... and loses all control the moment he bends her over. Chloe has been secretly masturbating to her stepbrother's photos, moaning his name as she comes. She can't hide it much longer. A married gym coach can't stop staring at the sexy teacher. She goes all the way and lets him take her between her thighs. Her doctor tells her she needs rest... but she's determined to prove she's strong enough to be fucked senseless on his examination table. Every twisted fantasy and every scorching answer waits inside these pages. Flip the pages, spread your legs... and get ready to throb.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.8

Mafia Princess's Fall, Cartel Queen's Rise

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The man I was about to marry was going to kill my father. I just didn't know it yet. I thought my wedding to the ruthless Don, Dante De Luca, was a love match that would finally bring peace between our warring families. But at the altar, instead of a ring, he revealed our engagement was a lie. It was a long con to avenge his aunt—my own mother—whom my senator father had secretly murdered. Then he shot my father dead in front of me. I was wounded trying to stop him and woke up his prisoner. The man I loved told me our entire relationship was just "business." He abandoned me to his new partner, a woman named Isabella, who made it clear I was nothing more than a loose end. He cut off all contact, erasing me completely, leaving me alone as the tainted daughter of a dead drug lord they called 'The Scorpion.' My whole life was a lie. My mother had been a spy for the enemy family she married into. My father was a monster. And Dante, my fiancé—my own cousin—had meticulously used my love to destroy everything I had ever known. So I let Alessia Gallo die. I disappeared and became Alma, a ghost in the cartel underworld, determined to finish the mission my mother started. Years later, he walked into my cantina, a man on a mission. He didn't recognize the hardened woman I'd become, and this time, he was the one walking into my trap.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.1

Mistaken Identity: Loving The Wrong Twin Sister

8.1

I replaced my twin sister in a marriage contract to the ruthless Mafia Don, Donovan Blackwood. For three years, I was a ghost in his home, silently enduring his coldness while he flaunted his mistress, Chloe. On the very last day of our contract, Chloe staged an accident. Donovan didn't hesitate. He forced me to drain my blood to save her life. Then, to prove his loyalty to her, he drove me to the cliffs and pushed me into the freezing ocean. He even locked me in a cellar infested with spiders—my deepest phobia—because she lied and said I threatened her. He thought he was punishing the spoiled, arrogant Isabella. He didn't know he was breaking Ava, the woman who had silently memorized his allergies and waited up for him in the dark every single night. When I finally took my fifty million dollars and vanished, I left behind nothing but the divorce papers and a photo revealing the truth. He tore the city apart, destroying my family to find me, only to realize he had tortured the wrong woman. Now, he is standing on my porch in the pouring rain, staring in horror at the simple wooden ring on my finger given to me by another man. He falls to his knees, begging for a chance to love the wife he tried to destroy. I look at him, feeling absolutely nothing. "It's too late, Donovan," I say, locking the door. "You killed her."

Mafia Modern Romance

8.6

My Alpha Brother is my Mate

8.6

"This is wrong," I said, my voice rough and strained. "I'm your older brother... we can't do this." I tried to pull away from her, forcing some distance between us, but my body wouldn't cooperate. The pull toward her was too powerful, too deep in my bones. She didn't let go. Instead, she tugged me closer, guiding me toward the bed. One of her soft hands pressed flat against my bare chest, right over my pounding heart, while her other arm wrapped around the back of my neck, holding me there. Her eyes burned with hunger as she looked up at me. In a low, needy voice, she whispered, "Whether you believe you're my mate or not... I'm giving you my first everything tonight. All of me. Right now." The words hit me like a shockwave. Every single inch of my body-my soul, my wolf-screamed the same thing over and over in my head: Mate. Mate. Mate. The instinct roared so loud it drowned out everything else, every rational thought, every rule I'd ever lived by. I crashed my mouth against hers in a hungry, desperate kiss, claiming her completely. My hands gripped her waist, pulling her flush against me as I muttered against her lips, "And I don't care anymore about morals or rules or any of that bullshit. I'm the ruler of these lands... and you're mine. All mine." I was completely crazy about her. Obsessed. Possessed. She was mine-every part of her-and nothing in the world was going to change that.

LGBT+Mafia Romance Werewolf

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Reborn From Fire: The Mafia King's Bride

7.8

The fire that melted my skin should have been the end of my story. I had been the perfect mafia wife. I obeyed my father, I married Dante Genovese, and I even birthed his daughter. But in return, he locked us in a safehouse and lit a match. He watched from behind a steel door as I burned to ash, all because his mistress, Sofia, was jealous and wanted me out of the picture. My own brother had spiked my champagne to ensure I was too weak to fight back. I died screaming, my lungs filling with smoke and the scent of my husband's betrayal. But when I gasped awake, I wasn't in hell. I was in the bridal suite at the Ritz-Carlton. My hands were smooth. My skin was unblemished. The date on the digital clock burned red in the darkness. It was three years ago. It was the night of our engagement. The night it all began. Dante was in the bathroom right now, humming contentedly as he washed off the scent of his mistress before coming to claim his "lawful prize." In my past life, I waited for him. I let him take me, thinking my submission would earn his love. Not this time. I didn't run to the lobby for help. My family had sold me out. Instead, I took the elevator to the Penthouse floor. To the territory of the Outfit. To the door of Matteo Moretti—The Butcher. The only man ruthless enough to make Dante tremble. When the door opened, revealing a man with eyes like ice and a gun in his hand, I didn't flinch. I fell to my knees and looked up at the monster who could save me. "I am Elena Vitiello," I whispered, the drug in my veins setting my blood on fire. "And I have a proposition."

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