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Claimed By My Ex's Dad
Billionaires "You.... You fell in love with him, didn't you?"
She didn't answer, just kept her head down, her quiet sobs answering for her. Without thinking, I reached across the table, gently lifting her chin. Her big green eyes were glossy with tears, spilling down her cheeks like raindrops.
And that's when I knew.....I was screwed.
Her face, her body, the way she tried to hold back her sobs... everything about her was exactly my type.
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What do you do when your son's ex-girlfriend shows up at your door, looking for him-and ends up calling your name instead?
Alistair Luxander has it all. One of New York's richest billionaires, with the wealth, the looks, a good life and a son he'd do anything for. But there's one thing he can't seem to shake-his desire for his son's ex-girlfriend.
Penelope Crestwood's life has been a mess, but she always thought her boyfriend was the one good thing she had going for her. Until he ghosted her out of nowhere. Only to discover that the name she knew him by wasn't even his. It was his father's.
And now, the father she never expected is the man who won't let her go.
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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.
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?
BOUND TO THE MAFIA KING
Dangana Selina Jafarova was left to fend for herself after growing up with an abusive stepfather and a careless mother. Selina had to flee or be "taken care of" by her deranged stepfather, Paul after her mother passed away from a heroin overdose when she was sixteen. In the hopes of being free and able to have a regular life, she packed her luggage and ran away after having that notion. She was mistaken.
Selina has worked as a maid from house to house for nearly four years. Being an 'item' was all she had ever really known, having been bought and sold by a variety of people, some sane and others insane. She is once again placed on the market to be purchased when her most recent owner decides to part with her. She had no idea that one of the world's most deadly men would be the next to purchase her.
Sebastian Riccardo was the head of the Italian Mafia. Despite his divine appearance, he was menacing, domineering, controlling, and authoritative, and he got what he wanted. He was everything Selina was not. He wants Selina when she catches his eye during the bidding, and she gets what Sebastian wants.
With her history haunting her thoughts constantly, will Selina be able to handle Sebastian's strong life, or will she decide to leave?
Ultimately, she appears to be a maid.
WARNING: This book contains a lot of strong language, mature content, and contents that may be triggering or upsetting to some readers. Read in discretion.
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? 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??.
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.
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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.
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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.
