Plume d'Emma
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CAPTIVE OF A MAFIOSO
Mafia It all started years ago when Cassandra's father, Marco Lopez, had signed a marriage agreement with Anthony KING. The agreement said that Marco's daughter, Cassandra, would marry Anthony's son, Francis KING.
Years have passed and the children involved in this marriage affair have grown up. Francis KING has become a handsome and powerful man. He has taken over the reign of his father's mafia group. Today he reigns over the largest crime organization in Italy.
Before dying, Anthony begged his son to fulfill his dearest wish: to see him married to Cassandra. Wanting to fulfill his late father's last wish, Francis started looking for Cassandra to marry her just like his father wanted.
But Cassandra did not want the marriage and to get out of it, she and her mother lied to Francis. Making him believe that their maid Flora MARTIN is Cassandra, the bride he intends to marry.
Unknown to poor Flora, Cassandra and her mother ask her to deliver a package to someone in Italy. Unable to refuse and happy to make her first trip outside the country, Flora agreed to go. But what she doesn't know is that the most dangerous man in Italy is waiting for her arrival so he can marry her.
Between: Romance, Love triangles, Sex, Mysteries, Comedy, Weapons, Death, Blood, Deep secrets, Eternal love, jealousy, Heartache, Crimes, family, Hate, Suspense... THE BILLIONAIRE'S OBSSESSION
Romance ___"How can I love you... I mean look at you, a stuck-up nerd with no beauty, all you care about is books... I mean, don't take it the wrong way, but you're not my type at all..."
These words have always sounded in her ears since it came out of her mouth and who is she?
Camille Norman. A twenty-two-year-old girl who was often abused by her classmates but who was broken only one person. Who?
Gray Cole. 4 Group of words can describe it...Very rich – Very, Very Attractive - A sportsman - A Sex Addict
Finally the stereotype that all girls want to have...Camille has been falling for him since high school and one day she took it upon herself to confess her feelings to him, he made fun of her in public making Camille's life miserable in high school. All the love she had for him turned into hatred and she promised herself that she would never fall in love with a man again.
But after five years, they meet again... Camille is no longer the stuck-up nerd he used to know. In fact, she has become a sexy goddess that all guys want to worship.
What will happen when these two meet again?
What happens when Camille ends up working for him?
She recognized him at first glance but he doesn't remember her, not even her first name! Stunned by the body of the goddess in front of him Gray is determined to get into the skirt of Camille, his new personal assistant!
Is she going to fall in love with the guy who ruined her life again?
Cake on the cherry, Camille lugs a heavy past that ends up catching up with her. SUCH A SEDUCTIVE BOSS
Romance Ariel: "Can you be my daddy? "
Daisy: "Ariel stop, you can't say that! "
__"But mom I want him to be my dad" Ariel replied.
Daisy: "You can't say that ok? "
__"I can be your daddy and don't worry, your mommy and I are going to make more babies" he said smiling
Daisy: "That can never happen"
__"Tell me do you want a little brother or sister? "he asked
Arielle (Smiling): "A little brother and a little sister"
"Arielle that's enough let go" Daisy said trying to pull her towards her
"Don't worry I'll take her home" he said
Arielle: "Yes mom, don't worry. Daddy is going to take me home"
Daisy: "Arielle, he's not your daddy and you'd better bring him safely otherwise... »
__"You can get your claws in, I'll bring her back"
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This is Daisy, a 24-year-old single mother. She has a very cute little 5-year-old daughter Ariel. She got Ariel in a little weird conditions...she's a workaholic who hardly takes care of herself, but I guess she's the prettiest girl you'll ever see. Although she is addicted to work, she always finds time for her little girl. Her life changes the day her boss decides to bequeath the company in which Daisy works (RODRIGUEZ CORPORATION) to her eldest son, Damon. What's going to happen when these two collide???
Between: Office romance, Hate, Jealousy, Love triangle, Betrayal, Brutality, Secrets, Lies, Suspense, Comedy... You might like
Rejected by the Son, I Chose the Don
Rabbit On my wedding day, my father sold me to the Chicago Outfit to pay his debts. I was supposed to marry Alex Moreno, the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. But he couldn't even be bothered to show up.
As I stood alone at the altar, humiliated, my best friend delivered the final blow. Alex hadn't just stood me up; he had run off to California with his mistress.
The whispers in the cathedral turned me into a joke. I was damaged goods, the rejected bride. His family knew the whole time and let me take the public fall, offering me his cousins as pathetic replacements-a brute who hated me or a coward who couldn't protect me.
The humiliation burned away my fear, leaving only cold rage. My life was already over, so I decided to set the whole game on fire myself. The marriage pact only said a Carlson had to marry a Moreno; it never said which one.
With nothing left to lose, I looked past the pathetic boys they offered.
I chose the one man they never expected.
I chose his father, the Don himself.
No Tears For My Cold Mafia Husband
Amigo On our first wedding anniversary, my husband walked out the door.
Not for business. For her.
I left the divorce papers on the table, my wedding ring next to his untouched champagne, and I disappeared into the night.
For a year, I watched Dominic Rossi—the ruthless Underboss of the New York syndicate—drop everything the moment his phone buzzed with another crisis from Sophia. A panic attack. A sleepless night. A lie. I was his wife, the woman he’d promised to cherish, but I was never his priority.
So I chose myself.
Now he’s tearing the city apart trying to find me. But I’m already gone—building a new life with a job that’s mine, an apartment that’s mine, and a name that doesn’t belong to him. The girl who waited in that penthouse is dead. The woman who walked out isn’t looking back.
When Dominic finally corners me, I see the cracks in his armor. He says he’s sorry. He says he loves me. He says he finally understands.
But some words are too late, and some promises can’t be fixed.
He made me guess for a year. Now it’s his turn to wonder if I’ll ever come back.
A heart-wrenching, standalone mafia romance about a woman who refused to be second choice, and the man who learned too late what he’d lost. His Vow Broke, Her Empire Woke
Hei Baidong I was the perfect Mafia wife, my dowry the foundation of my husband's ambition. I paid for his Yale degree, his tailored suits, and the very mansion he called his own. My reward? He paraded his mistress into my bedroom and declared her his second wife, expecting me to silently finance their affair.
They thought they had broken a merchant's daughter. They forgot I was raised by wolves.
Armed with a blood chit—a life debt owed to my family by the most feared man in Chicago—I walked into the lion's den. I went to Damien 'The Wraith' Falcone, the Dark Don who rules the Outfit with an iron fist, to demand a simple annulment.
But the King of Chicago isn't interested in simple transactions. He saw the steel beneath my silk, the vendetta burning in my eyes. He granted me my freedom, but at a price: my allegiance. Now, I'm a pawn in his lethal game of thrones, caught between a treacherous husband I swore to destroy and a ruthless Don who looks at me with a terrifying, possessive hunger.
In a city built on loyalty and betrayal, I'm about to teach them all that a queen's wrath is the deadliest weapon of all. Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles
Dorine Koestler I watched my husband sign the papers that would end our marriage while he was busy texting the woman he actually loved.
He didn't even glance at the header. He just scribbled the sharp, jagged signature that had signed death warrants for half of New York, tossed the file onto the passenger seat, and tapped his screen again.
"Done," he said, his voice devoid of emotion.
That was Dante Moretti. The Underboss. A man who could smell a lie from a mile away but couldn't see that his wife had just handed him an annulment decree disguised beneath a stack of mundane logistics reports.
For three years, I scrubbed his blood out of his shirts. I saved his family's alliance when his ex, Sofia, ran off with a civilian.
In return, he treated me like furniture.
He left me in the rain to save Sofia from a broken nail. He left me alone on my birthday to drink champagne on a yacht with her. He even handed me a glass of whiskey—her favorite drink—forgetting that I despised the taste.
I was merely a placeholder. A ghost in my own home.
So, I stopped waiting. I burned our wedding portrait in the fireplace, left my platinum ring in the ashes, and boarded a one-way flight to San Francisco.
I thought I was finally free. I thought I had escaped the cage.
But I underestimated Dante.
When he finally opened that file weeks later and realized he had signed away his wife without looking, the Reaper didn't accept defeat.
He burned down the world to find me, obsessed with reclaiming the woman he had already thrown away. The Unwanted Bride Becomes The City's Queen
Breeze I was the spare daughter of the Vitiello crime family, born solely to provide organs for my golden sister, Isabella.
Four years ago, under the codename "Seven," I nursed Dante Moretti, the Don of Chicago, back to health in a safe house. I was the one who held him in the dark.
But Isabella stole my name, my credit, and the man I loved.
Now, Dante looked at me with nothing but cold disgust, believing her lies.
When a neon sign crashed down on the street, Dante used his body to shield Isabella, leaving me to be crushed under twisted steel.
While Isabella sat in a VIP suite crying over a scratch, I lay broken, listening to my parents discuss if my kidneys were still viable for harvest.
The final straw came at their engagement gala. When Dante saw me wearing the lava stone bracelet I had worn in the safe house, he accused me of stealing it from Isabella.
He ordered my father to punish me.
I took fifty lashes to my back while Dante covered Isabella's eyes, protecting her from the ugly truth.
That night, the love in my heart finally died.
On the morning of their wedding, I handed Dante a gift box containing a cassette tape—the only proof that I was Seven.
Then, I signed the papers disowning my family, threw my phone out the car window, and boarded a one-way flight to Sydney.
By the time Dante listens to that tape and realizes he married a monster, I will be thousands of miles away, never to return. Ravaged Crown - A Mafia Romance
Nicole Fox What would you do if you walked in on your husband cheating?
I'll tell you what I did:
Ran out the door with nothing but the clothes on my back.
A month later, I'm broke, jobless, almost homeless.
But then, while filling in as a waitress at a fancy restaurant, I trip and land in the lap of a gorgeous stranger.
One thing leads to another and we end up hooking up.
Afterwards, he leaves.
That's the end of that... right?
WRONG.
Because the next day, my temp agency sets me up for a job t
hat seems too good to be true. But when I arrive for the interview, my jaw drops. It's the stranger. Turns out he's rich. Like, very rich. And powerful. Like, very powerful. And here's his offer:
"Live in my house.Be my wife.Have my baby."
Needless to say, I start to freak out.
I stand up and stammer, "Um, I'll have to get back to you..."
And he replies:
"You're misunderstanding.It wasn't a question. You're not going anywhere." Betrayed, I Married the Feared Cripple
Hu Minxue Three days after my fiancé publicly dumped me for my stepsister, the Supreme Don issued a command that silenced the entire estate.
I wasn't being cast aside. I was being sold to Damien Russo.
The "Broken Don." A crippled, scarred monster rumored to have murdered his last two wives.
My adoptive mother, Elena, didn't cry for me. She smirked.
To her, I was finally being disposed of.
She was so confident I was walking to my death that she decided to loot my corpse before I even left.
She forged documents to steal my entire inheritance—my biological mother’s trust fund—to pay for my stepsister’s lavish wedding to my ex.
"She won't need money where she's going," my stepsister laughed, wearing a dress bought with my stolen funds.
They thought they were sending a lamb to the slaughter.
They thought I was too weak, too stupid, and too afraid of the monster to fight back.
But they made a fatal mistake.
With my aunt’s help, I didn't just find the proof of their embezzlement; I found a weapon.
I’m not running from the monster. I’m going to marry him.
And when I hand him the evidence that the Herrera family stole from his bride, he won't be my executioner.
He will be my vengeance.