Sarah Lee
Sarah Lee's Books(9)
Mafia King's Paradise
Romance Warning: Strong language, Sexually explicit, use of weapons and knives, murders and sexual aggravations, please read with discretion, only should be read by people above the age of 18.
Stanley Rodriguez was on a mission to take over another mafian empire, which happened to be a threat to his business, when he met a femme fatale named Martina, aka Midnight. He lost every bit of control to this assassin seductress before he could even realise it, but Midnight was also lost in his arms, so together, they were strong enough to conquer the Rodriguez mafia gang.
"Every time I look at you, I get weak in the knees, like my legs lose their bones at the sight of you. You are the perfect description of divinity in persona; kiss between my thighs and fondle my breasts, for I am yours eternally." Mafia Paradise
Romance
"Fuck!," she moans as my finger slides fully inside her, her body responding instantly. "More," Elisia demands, breathless.
"Really?" I taunt her. "Beg. You know how this works, Elisia. I'm in control, not you."
"I'm not begging you," she retorts, though her voice wavers.
Without hesitation, I pull my finger out, leaving her aching for more. I begin teasing her, running my finger along her slit, knowing she'll eventually break.
"I'm going to kill you," she growls.
"Oh, really?" I mock, pulling my hand away entirely.
She sighs, realizing I'm serious.
"Theo, please," she whispers softly.
"Not good enough," I say, sucking on her neck, leaving my marks.
"Please, Theo, touch me," she whimpers, her voice more desperate as I bite into her skin. I stop and smirk against her neck, savoring her submission.
I pull back, admiring her. She's a beautiful, needy mess, just for me.
"Was that so hard, Sia?" I tease, enjoying the control I have over her.
They were forced into a marriage, but fate had other plans. What started with resentment turned into something deeper. She wanted to hate him, but he replaced all her anger with tenderness.
"It's hard to explain," I sigh.
"I'll listen, baby," he whispers, resting his forehead against mine. "Just talk to me, please." Mafially Yours
Mafia Warning: Reader's discretion is advised, gun violence, assault, sexually explicit, violence and use of strong and abusive words
"No matter how gloomy he seemed, I could spot a tiny angelic spark in his eyes.
"Stop, we cant be doing this!" I shouted, but my words were cut short as he forcefully pressed me against the wall. I almost choked on my breath, feeling the intensity of his action. His adorable blue eyes stared into mine, making every bone in my body go weak. He smirked, fully aware of the effect he had on me.
"You got too comfortable with me, doll, but I haven't revealed Huncho's true capabilities to you," he muttered. Breaking our eye contact, he leaned in close to my neck. My heart raced in sync with his, and every breath he took sent tingles across my body. Fearful of my own words, I bit my tongue. "And I don't think you want to know," he whispered, sending shivers down my spine as his words tickled my ear. I took a deep breath, attempting to gather my thoughts.
Returning to meet my gaze, he sought to gauge his impact on me. However, I resisted, smirking as I lowered my chin and looked up at him. "You're all talk, Huncho," I whispered, not even blinking. I noticed a gulp rising in his throat, strengthening my smirk. "Even when I'm in your grasp, you're still under my control." Afire Love
Romance "Nivea never imagined that her life could take a stranger turn than working as a waitress at an exclusive erotic masquerade ball for the ultra-wealthy. However, everything changed when she captured the attention of her stunning billionaire boss, Christian Bart. What initially began as a night of anonymous indulgence swiftly evolved into a whirlwind of emotions, propelling Nivea into the harsh realities of the affluent and influential.
Christian Bart:
I've never been captivated by a woman, and I've certainly never experienced love because, to me, it's nothing more than a fabricated illusion, a chemical deception posing as momentary madness. It's all a strategic exchange, but for individuals like me, it's a cutthroat takeover.
At least, that's what I convinced myself.
Then, that tempting young woman entered my world and turned everything upside down.
Nivea James:
Talk about a bizarre night. I faced harassment, assault, and termination (not necessarily in that order) before spontaneously igniting into unbridled sexual passion with my former boss.
And Christian Bart wasn't just a sophisticated billionaire and an untouchable green tech mogul. From his deep blue bedroom eyes to his emanation of restrained power, he posed a danger to both my well-being and my undergarments.
We were a fleeting enchantment, an extraordinary accident that left my legs trembling and my body yearning for much more. The Innocent Wildcard
Romance Emily Larson is a well-educated virgin who's decided to save herself for marriage, and she's quite knowledgeable about the ins and outs of intimate positions. Her story unfolds as she catches the eye of a CEO billionaire, Liam Robert, a man of multiple facets.
Liam Robert is not just a wealthy businessman; he's also an advocate for various important causes like world hunger, clean energy, and environmental issues, making him a prominent figure in the tech industry. Despite his philanthropic efforts, he's known for his playboy persona, often surrounded by a bevy of women. Liam's charm and charisma are as notorious as those of Tony Stark's.
Emily works at an exclusive country club and finds herself spellbound by Liam, even though she's aware that she's far from his usual crowd. She secretly admires him from a distance, but Liam never seems to acknowledge her beyond the role of a mere servant. Emily understands the harsh reality of beauty standards, and she believes herself to be far from Liam's league.
In an attempt to move on, Emily starts dating an average guy she met on Tinder, Matt. He's cute and likable, but Liam's allure keeps pulling her back in. When Liam unexpectedly becomes her knight in shining armor, their story takes a wild turn. The playboy billionaire starts showing genuine interest in the seemingly not-so-innocent bartender.
The story promises a rollercoaster ride of rags to riches, the taming of a player, and the transformation of a sex-driven man into a potential husband. Along the way, love triangles, jealous boyfriends, fame, paparazzi, Twitter hate comments, lavish nights out, and an escape to an island add drama to their budding relationship.
Emily Larsson chooses to lose her virginity to the daring billionaire, Liam, or will she stay committed to her first boyfriend, Liam? Read on to uncover the passionate and tumultuous journey that awaits them. After all, being pure doesn't mean being inexperienced, and locked cherries can drive any man crazy. Tech Baddie (Hot)
Fantasy (!8+, sexual content and strong language)
"The taste of you is divine, feels like i'm fucking an angel. Ivy, take my soul, i'm all yours" Murphy said
Billionaire technology visionary Ivy Vanderwalt embarked on a mission to improve the world alongside the six men she holds dear to her heart. Yet, her pursuit of success exacted a profound toll. Now, faced with an unrelenting and formidable menace born from the very technology she pioneered, she must muster every ounce of her strength to safeguard not only those she loves but also herself from this relentless adversary.
Murphy has always been a beast in bed. He knew the exact place to stroke, how hard and how quickly to make me lose my mind. I straddled him, riding his cock with my eyes trained on Will's as the bastard grinned scandalously. Moaning lowly, I clinched down as tightly as possible.
"So. Fucking. Beautiful." Murphy groaned beneath me. I held his hands as they settled on my breasts, squeezing and pinching my erect nipples. "I could watch this view all day for the rest of my life."
"Some of us want to taste the view too. You can't hog all the cookies. There's always been plenty to go around." Bradley commented, sidling up next to the bed, nude. "Are you still on your period, Murf? A little tense?" He ran his eyes down my bouncing frame. "Because just a few minutes inside her should cure whatever the fuck it was that crawled up your ass and died."
***This is a reverse harem story. It features a single woman with six men.*** You might like
Reborn as a Surgeon: The Mafia Queen's Second Life
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Alina, a ruthless mafia boss known as the "Black Widow," was killed in a shootout, betrayed by her own right-hand man. However, instead of dying, she wakes up in the body of a gentle young doctor named Dr. Aileen Monroe. With her memories and instincts still intact, Alina must now navigate life as a doctor in a prestigious hospital while her past continues to haunt her.
But the medical world is not as safe as she thought. A dark conspiracy surrounds the death of the real Aileen, and Alina must use her intelligence as a former mafia leader to survive and uncover the truth.
Alina successfully adapts to her new environment, but those who wanted Aileen dead are still after her. Not only that, enemies from her past begin to resurface in her new life-including the right-hand man who betrayed her. Unaware that Alina still lives in another body, he remains a looming threat. Now, Alina must escape Aileen's enemies while plotting her revenge against her own.
My Desire for the Mafia King
Gilbert Todd "Fuck. You."
I watched as his brown eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw. He stared at me for what felt like minutes. Before I knew it, he had me pressed against the wall. One hand was above me and the other gripped my jaw, sending shivers through my body, but in an addictive way.
"Talk to me like that again, Anabelle, and I'll make you scream it," he whispered angrily. His words made my heart race and I felt a rush of arousal. I tried to push his hand away, even though I knew I couldn't. When I didn't respond, he let go and stepped back.
"Get ready, Anabelle, and if you're not ready by eight, I'll come do it myself," he threatened, walking away.
I would love to see him try.
Fuck him, fuck him, and fuck him.
Total Warning: abuse, intense sexual assault, violence, CNC, sexual content WITH consent. 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?
Vows And Revenge
Edasucc2 "A one-year contract marriage. I know you're investigating something,"-Lena's heart sped up and she fought to keep her features blank- "and I can help you with that. In exchange, for one year, my resources will be yours. Full access. No strings attached-except the ones in the contract, of course."
Lena's heart raced. A marriage proposal, but with a twist.
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Betrayed and burning for vengeance, Lena Santoro-now Selene Costa-enters a deadly game of love and lies with Rafe Moretti, a mafia don with secrets of his own. In Naples, where power and passion collide, their marriage of convenience becomes a battle for survival. Can they trust each other, or will betrayal tear them apart? HIS(18+)
Siano Blaccq ⚠️ WARNING!⚠️
This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers.
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He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words",
She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer",
His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again",
She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass.
"Count!",He growled.
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? Collateral To The Mafia's Don
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 Don's Woman.
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He just regarded me, I suddenly felt self-conscious. What does he see me as now, did I change from the person he knew?
"Why am I still here, you just terminated my employment." I broke the silence, for me, it was uncomfortable to stay under his dark gaze.
"I dismissed you from that job because you will be my personal assistant now." He said. I stare at him like he has lost his mind, personal assistant?
Why would that be me, considering our past it will be awkward between us to work directly together?
"You are kidding, right?" He must be kidding because been his personal assistant? What for? I have planned out how I was going to survive in this company, by staying out of each other way and not crossing parts.
Only for him to wake up this morning and decide that should be his personal assistant.
"Am I?" No, he doesn't look like he's kidding. His expression is as serious as that of an ugly rock.