Mary A
Mary A's Book(1)
His Faulty Secretary
Mafia Landing my dream job as a secretary at Damien Enterprise, the biggest tech company in NYC, should have been the best thing that ever happened to me. But no. My life is officially a disaster.
Why? Well, for starters, my boss, Damien Gary, is a heartless, arrogant jerk who might actually be the devil reincarnated. And if that wasn't bad enough, he's now recruited me-his clumsy, tech-savvy secretary-into the mafia. Yes, you heard that right, the mafia.
Oh, and did I mention I have a bit of a kleptomania problem? Because I may have stolen some money from Damien. Genius move, I know. But here's the kicker-when I offered to pay him back with my body (what was I thinking?), he didn't say no.
So now everytime I steal something, my boss punish me with...sex.
I'm Ashley Kelly, and I am 1000 percent screwed.
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Ava John He was dubbed the Devil's incarnate because of his fierce persona. After all, he was the feared, ruthless American Russian mafia Don Vladivostok Konstantin Kostya.
Love wasn't meant for him, he had his demons until he met her.
She was never enough, she was the thorn amid beautiful roses.
Everything she wanted and had was taken away from her and she was ok with that, having only a boyfriend who loved her but soon that too was taken away.
After she had just returned from a date with her boyfriend Zeus, she got the news.
"Get ready Margaret. You'll be getting married tomorrow." Those were her father's words, he said them with coldness evident in his voice, no sign of compassion in his eyes.
The moment she heard those words her world crumbled, and her heart ached as she felt her breath get stuck in her throat.
And when she found out the identity of her soon-to-be husband she thought it was the end of her.
Never did she think it would happen but she fell for him, the man she was supposed to hate! The Mafia's Nanny
Um_royhan Emilia's world is crumbling-her brother is in desperate need of a kidney transplant, and she's sold everything to keep him alive. She's on the verge of loosing it all when something unexpected happens at the hospital. Mistaken for the mother of a mafia lord's daughter, Emilia's life does a 180 turn.. Alaric Castillo, cold and commanding, demanded she became his daughter's nanny, and she agreed-on one condition. He'll pay for her brother's surgery.
A tight bond forms between Emilia and the child. But the more time she spends with Alaric, the more she discovers a side of him that's buried beneath layers of control and power. What started as a reluctant partnership soon became something deeper, but in a world ruled by secrets and enemies, love is a dangerous game.
Caught between her past, her present with Alaric, and the deadly feud that is trying to ruin them all, Emilia must decide-will she fight for her heart or walk away from the only family she's ever known?
THE MAFIA'S MISTRESS
DWRITERORIGINAL "I hate you." she whispered, as her voice trembled with anger and desire.
"I know Clara but your body doesn't." he replied, his eyes gleaming with intensity.
"Shut up and just leave from here!!!!!." she growled as her hand pressed against his chest.
"why does your lips say one thing but your eyes say another??" he asked, his mouth inches from hers.
He moved closer to her as they felt the warmness of their bodies.
"After everything you put me through, you have the audacity to come here??? you are a fucking monster Arsenio!!" she breathed.
"And you are mine." he said as he crashed his lips to hers.
Their hate filled words were lost in the passion of their kiss and their bodies entangled in an angry embrace, a clash of love and hate, desire and repulsion.
"I hate you Arsenio." she repeated as her voice muffled by his lips.
"I Know but I love you and I am here to get you back."
Clara Nivera, a beautiful, young and timid woman who is forced to live with her step Father and his family, gets maltreated by them but escapes one day after finding out about a ploy to kill her.
The night of her escape, after withnessing a murder, she finds herself entangled in the dangerous world of the mafia when she forcefully becomes the mistress of the powerful and ruthless Arsenio Robert.
As she becomes deeper embroiled into Arsenio's life, she falls in love with him but learns the dark secrets of his criminal empire and the truth behind her own troubled past.
After a misunderstanding leads Clara to finds solace in the arms of another, the question is, who will she finally settle for?? and what lies in her past??.
The Mafia Don's Obsession
Nyssa Kim "Alexander, this isn't right," Valentina whispered, her voice shaky as his hand traced the line of her jaw.
He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. "It doesn't matter what's right," he said, his voice low and commanding. "It matters what's mine."
Her breath caught as his fingers slid to the back of her neck. "And you think I'm yours?"
"I don't think, Valentina," he murmured, a dark smile curving his lips. "I know."
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Valentina never expected her life to take such a dangerous turn. After her husband demands a divorce to marry his mistress, she finds herself entangled with Alexander-a powerful mafia Don whose reputation is as lethal as the man himself.
Alexander doesn't just want Valentina; he needs her. When he discovers she's the daughter of Nico Vance, the man responsible for the tragedy that destroyed his family, his rage burns hotter. But instead of killing her, Alexander makes a chilling decision: Valentina will become his late wife, down to the last detail.
Caught between desire and danger, Valentina must decide if she'll run from Alexander's dark world-or step willingly into it. Because once she does, there's no turning back.
His Faulty Secretary
Mary A Landing my dream job as a secretary at Damien Enterprise, the biggest tech company in NYC, should have been the best thing that ever happened to me. But no. My life is officially a disaster.
Why? Well, for starters, my boss, Damien Gary, is a heartless, arrogant jerk who might actually be the devil reincarnated. And if that wasn't bad enough, he's now recruited me-his clumsy, tech-savvy secretary-into the mafia. Yes, you heard that right, the mafia.
Oh, and did I mention I have a bit of a kleptomania problem? Because I may have stolen some money from Damien. Genius move, I know. But here's the kicker-when I offered to pay him back with my body (what was I thinking?), he didn't say no.
So now everytime I steal something, my boss punish me with...sex.
I'm Ashley Kelly, and I am 1000 percent screwed.
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'?"
****
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.
Married To The Russian Mafia Boss
Ethell "I don't want this," I murmur, the words soft.
He smirks, tilting his head slightly before burying his face into my neck.
He inhales deeply, his breath warm against my skin and an odd sensation grips my body, zipping straight to the middle of my thighs. I try to clench my legs together to soothe the ache already forming but he doesn't let me. He presses his thigh between my legs, the roughness of his pants brushing exactly where I needed him the most. A soft moan escapes my throat, and I quickly clamp my lips shut, face flushing as I realise what I just did.
Nikolai grins at my reaction, his lips pressing against my skin. "Tell me, solnishko", he murmurs, his voice low and husky "Why do your lips say one thing, but your body says the opposite?"
Sold by her father to save himself, Ava is forced to walk down the aisle towards a future she never wanted. Just when she thinks her fate is sealed and the universe is against her, An unexpected stranger walks into the ceremony claiming heras his.
Nikolai Volkov is the head of the enigmatic
head of the Russian Mafia. A figure shrouded
in mystery and power and a person not the be
messed with. To him Ava is the key he needs to uncover the tragedy that claimed the life of his brother.
When Ava finds herself head first in the middle
of two mafia families she must decide if she
can trust the man who sets fire to her soul with just a single touch or if she's willing to continue being a pawn in a much bigger chessboard. Resisting my Possessive Mafia Husband
Ife Anyi Warning: 18+ content for mature audiences.
Book Excerpt:
Donovan's POV
Her enchanting green eyes that were alive with passion the day I told her she could go shopping are pale with only despair dancing in them.
"Oh, I'm quite aware of my duties as your wife, Mr. Castellano."
My eyes darken at the formal use of my name. I've told her to stop doing that. It feels wrong. Like she doesn't belong to me.
I clench my jaw as I wait for her to finish her sentence but her cold smile widens.
"Ah, you don't like when I call you Mr. Castellano, right? Too bad. You can't force my mouth to say what you want to hear."
Blood rushes to my groin as her words settle in the tensed air between us. Does she realize the gravity of what she'd just said?
Does she know she'd moaned my name while I had her wet cunt in her mouth? Does she know how needy she'd been when she wanted me to take her even though she wasn't awake?
And is she aware that I know how bad she wants me in her dreams while she pretends in real life to hate me?
She glares up at me while I seethe, looking down at her.
"It's Donovan," I say darkly, resisting the pull of her lips and maintaining my vision at her eyes.
"Mr. Castellano," she retorts.
My face draws closer, getting ready to give her a punishing kiss but a harsh sound fills the room and then I realize, belatedly, that I'd just been slapped as my face swings to the side, turning away from Eliana.
Eliana slapped me.
Luis Santario's daughter just slapped me.
Just like her father had done many nights ago.
Shame fills me but it's quickly trampled upon by hot, violent anger.
How dare she? How dare the whore?!
Her cheek instantly goes red with the imprints of my fingers. Blood trickles from her nose and her hair that was up in a messy bun scatters all around her face.
Eliana's head remains bowed as the blood from her nose drips onto her white bedcovers.
*****
Eliana's POV
I know I'm signing my death warrant by provoking him like this but what else can I do when he's already planned to kill me?
I could just as well make it easier for him to by getting on his nerves.
If I don't push him away, I'm scared I'll start to blur the lines between my dreams and reality. The Donovan in my dreams is drastically different from the one in real life.
If my plans to escape from this marriage don't work, I may end up dead or worst, in love with Donovan Castellano. And I'd rather die now than to fall in love with him and die later.
***
Many years ago, Donovan Castellano went through something that irrevocably changed him for the worst, and Eliana's father was to blame.
Years later, Eliana's father dies. Eliana doesn't know her father's dark past or why Donovan Castellano bought her and then married her.
But she knows he's out for blood and wants to kill her, but how long will she continue to defend herself when the way he touches her and kisses her in her dreams is starting to blur the lines between reality and fiction?
Will Donovan succeed in finally getting revenge on Eliana for what her father did to him and will Eliana succeed in resisting her possessive mafia husband's advances even when he says he wants her dead?
Read on to find out.
