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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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD
Nooriva "Where do you think you're going, huh? You're mine now, Little Mouse. Get back in the house!" Vincenzo's voice boomed, sending chills down Victoria's spine as her world seemed to crumble.
Victoria Washington was shattered-betrayed by her boyfriend who dumped her the day before his wedding, to her sister. She was left humiliated, mocked by everyone. But fate had other plans for her.
She's broken, he's lost. She's full of fear, and he's the monster. Yet, somehow, he's her light while he remains in darkness.
Vincenzo Dante will stop at nothing to tarnish his family's name for forcing him into a marriage he never wanted. But what he doesn't realize is that his new wife is stronger than she seems-too broken to bend under his cruelty. But when love begins to bloom, and secrets start to unfold, what will happen next?
My Triplets' Daddy Is A Heartless Mafia
Itsme "It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!"
Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive?
However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her.
A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life.
"You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!" An Illicit Obsession
Violet Heart "Tell me, my sweet Mila, do you want me to stop?"
"No!" I gasp.
"Good, because no matter what, no matter who walks in, I won't," He promised.
Killian Knight was many things, dangerous, a certified killer, devastatingly handsome, my father's business partner and married. He was not just off limits, he was forbidden, he was a sin and I was tempted enough to risk the hell fire.
He was everything that could ruin me and my body, my mind and my soul; everything was ready for it.
Mila Anderson's life takes an unexpected turn when she succumbs to the magnetic allure of her father's enigmatic and dangerous mafia associate. What she doesn't know is that Killian Knight has the power to unravel everything she's carefully built. One secret revealed could bring it all crashing down.
For Killian, one night with Mila changes everything. She's everything he desires, yet she comes with her own web of secrets-and he's determined to uncover every single one.
Yours, Daddy
Red Inkling
"I only fuck girls who want to be fucked, flipped over and banged, Sunshine and..."
"And that's what I want, daddy. Exactly what I want from you."
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He was my father's adopted brother. He had been there for me since the moment I had lost my entire family in a terrible fire but five years ago, he had suddenly left the country, never coming back.
And then, I was drugged one night and I got home to see he was back. It had been five years but he just looked hotter and sexier. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac I was drugged with, I had gotten his help to get off and it should have ended there that night.
Nothing more should have happened but with the wetness that pulls in my pussy whenever he comes close, with the way my nipples harden at his slightest touch, I knew more was going to happen. Russo wants me... To fuck me, bang me, and own my body.
And bloody hell! As much as I want to deny it, I want him too. For him to fuck me, bang me, own my body and make me his slut....
But this... It's a taboo, right?
You Belong To Me! Ex-Wife
Fireworks โYou belong to me! Lisa, every fucking part of your body is mine!โ Trey growled hoarsely, as his hands around Lisaโs waist tightened.
โNo, Iโm not!, let go of me!!โ Lisa said, pushing Trey on the chest. โI hate you!โ
After receiving divorce papers from her husband, six months after their marriage. Lisa tried to make their marriage work, but was shattered by her husbandโs affair with her cousin. Feeling betrayed and broken, she left to start afresh.
Six years later she becomes the most powerful woman in the underworld, and a genius Doctor in the outside world. What will she do when she finds out the mafia who kidnapped her son for ransom to lure her to come and save the life of his dying fiancรฉ is no other person but her Ex husband?
Will she put aside her hatred towards the two and save her cousinโs life? or watch her die?
Will she forgive her Ex husband for kidnapping his own son?
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Trey Collins, a ruthless, domineering and powerful CEO in the business world and a ruthlessly merciless man, who wouldnโt blink at the idea of murder, torture and making one disappear from the face of the earth without a trace in the underworld. Every lady in Pearl city dreams of becoming his woman, but terrified of him, by his powerful and deathly aura.
Trey married Lisa to spite his girlfriend, Valerie and would divorce Lisa after Valerie returns. But Lisa refuse to sign the divorce papers.
Now everything reminds him of her after she signed the divorce papers, and left. He thought she didnโt want to lose him?
He thought he wanted her out of his life? But No! He needs her.
He must reclaim what is his and his alone!!
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? Bend Me Daddy
viviane Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.
Xoxo.
Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you."
The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please."
He paused.
Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding.
"No," he said.
It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?"
And he laughed. He laughed at me. 
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