Lana Adler
Lana Adler's Books(3)
Mafia King's First Love
Mafia Elizabeth Taylor gave Sofia Roth a subtle nod, as if to calm her, before turning her full attention to Cloe. Her gaze was sharp, unforgiving.
"This is not your home, Cloe."
The words slammed into Cloe like a blow, knocking the air from her lungs. She froze, her body stiffening as the weight of the moment settled over her. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.
Elizabeth cut her off, her voice like a blade slicing through Cloe's hope. "Meet Ethan's fiancée, Sofia."
The words hit Cloe like a thunderclap, a shock so violent it felt as if lightning had struck her to the core. Her body stiffened, her eyes wide, her heart pounding so loud it echoed in her ears. Fiancée? Ethan's fiancée?
Her eyes darted to Sofia, who stepped forward with a cruel smile, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Yes. Fiancée. I'm pregnant with Ethan's child."
Cloe's world shattered. The words slammed into her with the force of a thousand storms, and she staggered backward as if physically struck. Her knees buckled, her hands clutching her chest, her breathing shallow and ragged. Pregnant? With Ethan's child?
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Cloe was not ready to give up. So she received a sex tape from Sofia Roth.
A sex Tape
The man's face was deliberately obscured, lying back on the bed, while Sofia's naked body moved atop him, her large breasts bouncing as she rode him with exaggerated enthusiasm.
Sofia's face, however, was clear. Her eyes locked onto the camera with an unmistakable awareness of what she was doing. Her moans were loud, theatrical, and filled with purpose. She threw her head back, calling out, "Oh, Ethan... love it, babe."
The hands of the man beneath her, though blurred and devoid of identity, reached up to grip Sofia's breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Sofia's moans grew louder, her voice filled with pleasure as she called out again, "Ethan, baby... you're the best."
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Three years later.
She stepped cautiously into her apartment, her heart racing as she noticed the dark figure seated on the living room sofa. The shadows of the room made it hard to make out who it was. Her breath caught in her throat as she instinctively gripped her bag tighter.
"Who's there?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
The figure stirred, slowly rising to his feet. Ethan, unable to believe his eyes, stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest. It was her. Cloe-his Cloe-right there in front of him. The woman he had thought lost forever.
She took a step forward, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Who are you?" she asked again, her voice firmer now.
Ethan felt like the world had stopped moving. The woman standing before him, looking at him as if he were a stranger-how could she not know? His emotions collided within him, confusion, shock, and an overwhelming sense of longing. "I... I am your husband," he managed to say, his voice hoarse with disbelief.
She froze, her face contorting in shock. "My husband?" she repeated, disbelief lacing her words. She took a step back, her confusion deepening. "Who are you? And what kind of joke is this?"
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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!" One Night with Mr. King
Mayorsther "You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers.
"W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night-the night that had changed her life completely.
"What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear.
Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all.
"Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine.
"Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me."
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In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it-it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable...
Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men.
How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it-especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all? IN LOVE WITH THE RUTHLESS MAFIA KING
garyswade47 There isn't a single ounce of fear projecting off him as he stands in front of me, his extreme level of authority practically radiating throughout the room.
"Touch her again and the next bullet I fire will go through your fucking skull. Comprendere?" He warns, the threat clearly understood as the dozens of eyes around us become wide and fearful.
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Arie has always loved the idea of capturing memories and moments that will last forever. The ability to take a picture and know the memory of it will live on for as long as the people in it, possibly even more.
That is, until the day she accidentally photographs something that will leave her regretting that one innocent click over and over.
Arie is a beautiful talented photographer in her early twenties and very bubbly but he life took a turn when she met with Diego, a ruthless mafia Don who takes no nonsense from any one, if you cross the line with him, you're dead. Arie, one day in excitement took a picture in an event she attended that happened to escalate into a gory Mafia crash, that almost cost her life but for some reason Diego spared her life but it wasn't just on a platter of gold was she released from his grasp, as she became his slave who eventually turned to his lover as she was different from any woman he's ever met.
In The Arms Of My Ex's Elder Brother.
HeartieWrites (Warning: Mature Content)
"Satisfy me, and you'll have your reward. A reward for each time you do well." The words echo in Aurora Duttman's mind as she stands frozen, realizing she's become a plaything for her new husband.
Aurora's life has been a tangled web of mistreatment and betrayal. Her father and stepmother have manipulated her, while her Ex boyfriend's infidelity has left her heartbroken.
In a bold act of revenge, she vows to lose her virginity to the next man she meets. That man turns out to be Luther Hawthorne, a mysterious, ruthless, and feared disabled billionaire.
With an arranged marriage to a man she's never met, Aurora uncovers a shocking truth: the man she lost her virginity to is the same man she's married to.
As she walks this treacherous new world, Aurora must confront the darkness of her past. Will she be lost in desires for her husband, or will she forge a path of revenge?
The Capo's Deadly Bride
Royalmary23 THE CAPO'S DEADLY BRIDE : SHH... I TAME REAL MEN.
Delilah Flynn is an orphan living in Ashwood City with her aunt. She has a gorgeous face and that curvy body that no man could resist.
She is true beauty!
At day, Delilah works as a coffee shop owner, but at night, she is the sexy pole dancer who steals the spotlight. She does not just ignite the desires in men, she tame them and bend them to her will.
Suddenly, she is trapped in a web, where she is forced to get married to a dangerous man in the Cosa Nostra's organisation, Marco Donato.
Her in-laws believed that she was the perfect, holy, submissive wife for Marco Donato, but no, she is not.
She is the one who drags him by his tie, licks his ear lobe, and whispers, "Shh... I tame real men."
[Warning: This book contains graphic violence, dark content, explicit scenes, rape (not between ML and FL), explicit language, and mature themes. It may be triggering for some readers due to scenes of violence, coercion, and emotional distress.]
Author: @Royalmary23 My Neighbor's Wife
E_STEVANIA "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'?"
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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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