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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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.
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"You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!" 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? IN LOVE WITH THE RUTHLESS MAFIA KING
garyswade47 There isn't a single ounce of fear projecting off him as he stands in front of me, his extreme level of authority practically radiating throughout the room.
"Touch her again and the next bullet I fire will go through your fucking skull. Comprendere?" He warns, the threat clearly understood as the dozens of eyes around us become wide and fearful.
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Arie has always loved the idea of capturing memories and moments that will last forever. The ability to take a picture and know the memory of it will live on for as long as the people in it, possibly even more.
That is, until the day she accidentally photographs something that will leave her regretting that one innocent click over and over.
Arie is a beautiful talented photographer in her early twenties and very bubbly but he life took a turn when she met with Diego, a ruthless mafia Don who takes no nonsense from any one, if you cross the line with him, you're dead. Arie, one day in excitement took a picture in an event she attended that happened to escalate into a gory Mafia crash, that almost cost her life but for some reason Diego spared her life but it wasn't just on a platter of gold was she released from his grasp, as she became his slave who eventually turned to his lover as she was different from any woman he's ever met.
In The Arms Of My Ex's Elder Brother.
HeartieWrites (Warning: Mature Content)
"Satisfy me, and you'll have your reward. A reward for each time you do well." The words echo in Aurora Duttman's mind as she stands frozen, realizing she's become a plaything for her new husband.
Aurora's life has been a tangled web of mistreatment and betrayal. Her father and stepmother have manipulated her, while her Ex boyfriend's infidelity has left her heartbroken.
In a bold act of revenge, she vows to lose her virginity to the next man she meets. That man turns out to be Luther Hawthorne, a mysterious, ruthless, and feared disabled billionaire.
With an arranged marriage to a man she's never met, Aurora uncovers a shocking truth: the man she lost her virginity to is the same man she's married to.
As she walks this treacherous new world, Aurora must confront the darkness of her past. Will she be lost in desires for her husband, or will she forge a path of revenge?
The Capo's Deadly Bride
Royalmary23 THE CAPO'S DEADLY BRIDE : SHH... I TAME REAL MEN.
Delilah Flynn is an orphan living in Ashwood City with her aunt. She has a gorgeous face and that curvy body that no man could resist.
She is true beauty!
At day, Delilah works as a coffee shop owner, but at night, she is the sexy pole dancer who steals the spotlight. She does not just ignite the desires in men, she tame them and bend them to her will.
Suddenly, she is trapped in a web, where she is forced to get married to a dangerous man in the Cosa Nostra's organisation, Marco Donato.
Her in-laws believed that she was the perfect, holy, submissive wife for Marco Donato, but no, she is not.
She is the one who drags him by his tie, licks his ear lobe, and whispers, "Shh... I tame real men."
[Warning: This book contains graphic violence, dark content, explicit scenes, rape (not between ML and FL), explicit language, and mature themes. It may be triggering for some readers due to scenes of violence, coercion, and emotional distress.]
Author: @Royalmary23 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.
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