E_STEVANIA
E_STEVANIA's Book(1)
My Neighbor's Wife
Mafia 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.
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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.
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My Neighbor's Wife
E_STEVANIA 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.
My Triplets' Daddy Is A Heartless Mafia
Itsme "It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!"
Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive?
However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her.
A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life.
"You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!" Kidnapped By The Obsessed Mafia Boss
Author MV
“I used to have ice surrounding my heart, but it melted the moment I fucked you,” Hardin said and she scoffed.
“It was just a harmless sex, grow up kid, and let me go!”She yelled.
Freda was cheated on by her boyfriend because, he claimed she was bad at sex so he had to cheat.
Freda was angry so she went to the clubhouse with the intention of having sex with another man just to see if she was really bad at it. She didn’t know she ended up having sex with a mafia lord.
Later on, she was kidnapped by him who was lust after her after having sex with her.
He threatened to kill her best friend if she refused to be with him, having no choice, Freda agreed with an intention of killing him.
Slowly, she didn’t know how this hatred of hers turned into love, something she wasn’t willing to let go even if he was indifferent towards her.
“You’re just one of his sex toys Freda, I was once like you. When he’s done with you, he’d trash you,” Despite knowing all of this, would she let go or hold on it him?
Find out! The Mafia's Mistress.
Giselle_lynette ⚠️ Warning: Abuse, descriptive sexual acts,
please refrain from reading this if you're below 18, forbidden love, BDSM, sex. control, manipulation.
Take off your dress," he ordered, his voice quiet but commanding.
One guard hesitated and tried to speak, "But, sir-"
Damian's cold stare silenced him immediately. "I said take it off," he repeated, this time with no room for argument.
The guards exchanged nervous looks and then left the room, closing the door with a chilling finality. Aurora was now alone with this man, the one who had bought her like an object. Her dress felt heavy, her heels like chains. Taking a shaky step toward him, her breathing echoed in the silence.
"Please," Aurora whispered, dropping to her knees. "I'm only eighteen. Don't do this." Her voice was small, trembling, but she knew he held all the power. The Assassin's obsession (Just a kiss)
Mercy Orii "I dare you to kiss any man in this club, Bluey," Sasha's friend remarked with a smirk, causing my heart to skip a beat instantly.
This moment reaffirmed my decision to avoid games like truth or dare, I reflected as I rose from my seat and walked away from the table where Sasha and her companions were gathered.
I had expressed my reluctance to attend this club, but she had insisted that it would be a pleasant experience. Now, it appeared that I was on the verge of sharing my first kiss with a stranger.
"Come on, Bluey. You are no longer a child; you are 21 years old, for goodness' sake. You can do this. Simply select any man in the club, kiss him, and then walk away." She offered reassurance, and I shot her a glare before turning away.
As I walked around slowly, I observed that most of the men either were engaged in passionate embraces with women or appeared quite intoxicated. After searching for a while, my gaze landed on a man.
He was seated quietly in a dimly lit part of the club, sipping from a glass of beer. I approached him without realizing it.
When he sensed my presence, he looked up at me with an expression that was quite detached. He was undeniably handsome, adorned with tattoos on his arms and possessing striking green eyes; however, I couldn't help but notice a chill-inducing coldness in his gaze.
I turned once more to glance at the girls, who winked at me, signaling for me to kiss him.
I glanced once more at the unusual man, who continued to watch me with an icy gaze, and instinctively bit my lip. With a deep sigh, I leaned in and kissed the stranger, to my astonishment, he returned the gesture. I quickly pulled away and stammered an apology, saying,
"I am truly sorry, sir," before hastily exiting the club without looking back.
Had I realized at that moment that this would become the most significant mistake of my life and the beginning of my troubles, I might have acted differently.
Meet Bluey Johnson: a strikingly beautiful young woman with captivating blue eyes. She is well-known throughout the school as the "hottie" due to her alluring presence. If one were to illustrate the figure 8 shape, Bluey Johnson would serve as the perfect example.
However, her defining trait is her shyness; she is an introvert who seldom engages in conversation, which has earned her the nickname "the hot introvert."
When she was compelled to visit the club by her overly adventurous best friend, she accepted a challenge to kiss a stranger. Unbeknownst to her, that stranger turned out to be the dangerously skilled assassin.
Who is he, you may ask?
Allow me to introduce Dwayne Knights. He is an exceptionally tall and attractive man, distinguished by his striking green eyes. He is often referred to by ominous nicknames such as "the Grim Reaper" or "the Terminator," as he has gained a notorious reputation in the community as a lethal assassin.
Should one require someone eliminated, a simple call to Knights will result in swift action.
His demeanor is notably aloof, and he seldom smiles, except during his lethal endeavors. He has remarked that the scent of blood is, in fact, stimulating to him.
What consequences arise when the innocent Bluey kisses him? It appears he is now determined to claim her for himself.
