Shreya Sengupta
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The Mafia Boss And His Contract Wife
Mafia [CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, #3]
[Formerly known as *Laceration: The Game of Chains*]
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Marrying a stranger is one thing. But marrying a stranger related to the man you thought youโd marry is a whole other thing. What would you do in a situation like this? I, for one, fainted at my engagement party and almost drank my ass off to get through the wedding night.
Just when I thought things couldnโt get any worse, they did.
My husband offered me a contract, and I signed it, seeing his eagerness to get rid of me.
Spending an entire year under the same roof seemed like torture, especially when my dear husband kept making excuses to talk to me, to unnerve me and unravel me with his scorching touches.
Yet I liked it.
But he wasnโt mine. And his mistress had a lot to attest to that.
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Marriage for power. A wife ten years younger. And a tattoo. None of these was a part of my plan to thrive as a Mafioso, yet I didn't mind any of it. It was all because of that succubus.
My ruination disguised as a beautiful woman, now my bride.
I was a man known for my control and snide personality, yet neither helped me overcome my desire and need to taste her skin and when I finally did, I couldnโt have enough of it. The contract should've kept me away from her, should've helped me be the responsible adult and control my thoughts of having her pinned to the bed with her eyes only on me.
All I wanted then was to tear that piece of paper that ensured our freedom after a certain point. I could never free her, knowing how damning it could be.
There were just a few tiny problems.
Her father. My past. Infiltrated enemies.
And the damaging nightmares I had no control over.
The Mafia Lord And His Forbidden Princess
Romance CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 2
[Also known as POSSESSION: THE GAME OF CLUBS]
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What is worse than being forced to marry a man youโve never even met? Iโll answer it. Drinking with a man whoโs off-limits and sleeping with him just to prove a point. Plus points, if heโs not the man you're supposed to marry.
After one drunken mistake with the enemy, I swore to never entertain him again.
But the next time we met, things turned a little too hot in the bathroom.
He was the enemy, one I should've known better than to involve myself with, but I couldnโt resist his unbreakable allure. His need for me kindled a spark that made me lose control and forget who I was.
Sex was not the only reason.
It was the way he softly whispered sweet words into my ears and the way he held me. It was the intensity with which he looked at me and made me feel desired.
There was one tiny problem.
His marriage was in four months.
To the woman who called me her friend.
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They say thereโs pleasure in tasting the things you cannot have. Forbidden passion has its own mind when deep-rooted inside someone. I never knew the depth of these words until I saw herโthe woman desired by many but touched by none.
She was the brightest pink rose in a sea full of white ones. She was covered in thorns, a boundary only I dared to cross because I had nothing to lose.
Only, she wasnโt mine, nor I, hers.
Every moment we spent together reminded us of the reality meant for us. Some sacrifices are made for the greater good, but what good comes from leaving behind the one thing you never had and have finally found?
She surrendered herself to me. Body and soul.
Until the end of our agreement.
So what if one of us wanted more in the end? What if the one was me? The Mafia Lord And His Spy Lover
Romance CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 1
[Also known as PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS]
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When my mother's declining health forced me to reconsider my career options, my boss steered me in an unexpected direction. The was simple: get in, get the information, and get the out.
Except, it wasn't that easy.
Especially when my target was the most nefarious man alive in New York.
The closer I got to him, the more I saw sides of him I never expected. He burned me with his scorching touch, demanding and eager gazes. He was determined to have me at all costs.
One might think he would stop at that, butโdevil, help meโhe needed more. More than I was ready to give.
There was a reason I never wanted to the Underworld.
When my past came crashing onto my doorstep, every lie unravelled, but nothing prepared me for the worst.
The truth about the connection between the man I desired and my dead sister.
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We all know what they say about sweet things: when consumed excessively, they turn from savoury to bitter. That was what she was. A poor excuse for a sweet I wanted to devour.
I wanted to make her suffer with the same intensity.
She deserved it. And so did her scheming sister.
Only, I didnโt know the latter was dead, and I might be the one at fault.
But did that stop me from craving her? , no. My desire to have her magnified. She became mine the moment she walked into my life with those hauntingly blue eyes.
She could give me the one thing I never had in life: happiness.
But being the master at ruining everything, how could I ever be the man she wanted me to be? The Billionaire's Gambit Play-Act
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They say one night of recklessness doesn't hurt. Well, they probably have never been in a scandal involving a conceited, rude billionaire who thinks he can just waltz into my life and dictate it.
Yes, that's right.
Jordan Sykes thought I was an easy woman, so when the news about our long-hidden romance, which, by the way, I had no idea of, goes out, he has no problem admitting to the entire world that heโs in love with me.
Geez, we only had sex that one time.
And as much as I hate it, I canโt deny how good it was.
Neither can I deny the need for more. But Iโm a grown woman, well capable of controlling my urges.
So when he walks into my aunt's cafe and proposes the idea of fake dating, just for some sort of inheritance game, I say no. Unfortunately, he knows one weak point of mine and thus begins our gambitโa play-act to fool the millions of prying eyes, but most importantly, his cunning family.
Do you remember when I said I could control my urges?
I didnโt know I would have to see him again, let alone spend one year in the same apartment with him as his fake girlfriend.
Well, Iโm screwed. The Billionaire's Second Endeavour
Billionaires THE NEW YORK BACHELORS CLUB, #1
Formerly known as HEALING MR. BROWN
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My celibacy had nothing to do with god. I couldn't care less about sleeping around. The problem was I was afraid of touches. Yeah, that's right. Intimacy didn't bother me as long as it was more on the emotional level.
That changed when I met Vincent Brown. He was the epitome of trouble wrapped in a dark-haired, six-foot, brawny body.
Yet his touch didn't unnerve me. Worse, I loved the way it felt.
Our relationship started as strangers in a one-night stand and then on a tour around Paris before going back to our different paths.
After five years of avoiding him, who would've thought we would cross paths at a wedding, of all places?
Now that he knows who I am, he's determined to make me stay. He's too hard to deny when he looks at me like I'm the only meal he wants to have and touches me as if I consume every being in his body.
Only he doesn't know the burden I carry.
And the reason I feared being touched.
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She was the perfect balance of fun, humour and strength with a beautiful soul and the most delicious scent I've smelled. When she proposed the idea of remaining strangers, I couldn't have cared less, but that was before I knew her.
Five years since and she's still on my mind.
When I find her again, it's like she's not the same person anymore. I'm torn between wanting to pull her close and letting her go to protect her from the demons I can't control.
Being a selfish arse, you can probably guess which option I would choose.
In my quest to know more about her, I come across things I least expect. They say secrets can crumble even the strongest castles, but it's okay to lie to protect the ones you love, though, right?
Except I doubt she believes the same.
If she learns of the things I've been hiding for the past five years, she wouldn't see me the same way.
Plus, I know her brother's death wasn't a hit-and-run case.
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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.
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? 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 Lord's Pet
Abbywritess "I belong to you, daddy." I moaned, my lips quivering as Enzo's fingers teased my cunt, making me wetter than I already am.
My body reacted to him in the strangest of ways and I hated it. Enzo De Luca is a cold devil and the last thing I wanted was to be entangled with him.
But why? Why do I still want him so much?
"That's right, you belong to me," he whispered back coldly, his predatory eyes dark with desire, causing me to whimper.
"You're mine. I own you." He declared. This is it, the hell that is going to be my life.
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Maeve Hawthorn's already drastic life went even more downhill when she was held captive against her will by the dark, dangerous mafia, Enzo De Luca.
Her late father owed 3 million dollars to the ruthless Mafia and after working all her life to pay off her father's other debts, Maeve had no other way of paying Enzo.
She has to do his bidding and give her body to him, letting him use it for his own pleasure or he was going to take her life and the life of the one person she loves, her best friend, in return for the money. Having no other choice, Maeve agreed to be the Mafia's pet.
Enzo De Luca has had his eyes set on Maeve longer than he could remember and finally getting her, there is an intense desire to own her, use her and keep her.
He doesn't intend to fall in love with her but he also doesn't intend to let her go. She's his.