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My husband's is a Mafia Emperor
Mafia PROLOGUE:
"Auntie, it's okay" I told aunty as she pulled my hair into the house.
"You really m*l*nd*..you are a woman but what time are you coming home" said aunt angrily
I am currently being pulled by my aunt which is my step mother into the house.. aunt just let go of my hair when we got to the living room..
And asusual my two elder brothers are also in the living room and they seem to be very happy with what I am doing.
"Auntie, I just worked overtime that's why I just got home" I explained while bowing
"You say lum*nd* that's your work, isn't it" replied my step sister Sarah
"Yes, you always say that your job is the only reason you do what you do," Sunshine also said
"That's not true" I answered
"Shut up" I was touched by aunt's cheek
By the way, I am Kyla Amethyst Ferrer, 22 years old..I am an orphan, not totally an orphan, well, I have a step mother, my father married her when my mother was n*m*t*y, and my father adopted my step mom's two children. ..
When dad died, I became a slave to the family and more than anything they made me a helper..named after the right of the equipment that he gave to his son..is it like cinderella HHAHAHA i dont think so.. SOMEDAY, I'LL BE GONE
Romance "GOOD morning," I greeted the woman at the information desk.
"Good morning, ma'am," she greeted me back and smiled.
"Which floor is Dr. de Cervantes on?" I politely asked him and he frowned.
"5th floor, ma'am. Who are they?"
If earlier there was a smile on his lips. Now he was frowning and looking...angry? But why?
"I'm Arthea Primero-de Cervantes. I'm his wife," I answered with a smile and I seemed proud to tell him that I was the wife of Dr. de Cervantes.
"I'm not joking with you," he said without emotion and I was the one who was very upset.
"Me either, I'm not joking around, Miss. I just want to know where my husband's office floor is," I said firmly and there was no emotion in my voice.
If he can say he's not joking with me, do I look like I'm joking with him too? Not really, huh? I just want to know which floor my husband's office is on!
Oh! It's on the 5th floor! He says.
I was about to leave the girl when she stopped me.
"Dr. de Cervantes came out earlier, with his wife, miss," he said and really emphasized the word wife.
And because of what he said, it seemed like a needle was stuck in my chest. Did I hear it right? Or did I just hear wrong?
what? My wife is with her husband? Seriously? Well, I'm still here. Who is that husband?
"W-who?" I stuttered to ask the woman.
"Jillian de Cervantes," he still smiled at me.
Huh? Jillian? Jillian de Cervantes? When did de Cervantes change his surname? And what? J-Jillian? Jillian Ramirez-Are you American?
Oh yeah! Jillian, Jillian is his first love. The first woman my husband loved. Levin's first love.
I held my chest when I felt it hurt more. Without my own I walked back and I didn't even realize that my tears were flowing abundantly from my eyes.
I was at the exit of the hospital when I saw my husband...and that woman was with him.
"Thank you for the treat, babe," I heard Jillian say and I stopped walking.
"No problem, babe," my husband said with a smile.
He was completely different when he was with Jillian. With this woman Lervin was having fun.
They were already walking towards my direction and it was like I was nailed to where I was standing.
I started to walk and I did. But I lost my balance and fell. I can feel the pain in my chin and I must have a wound in that part.
It's funny, I can't stand it. I couldn't move my body.
"Miss, are you okay?" asked the man in front of me.
Do I look okay in this situation? That's what I would have answered that man. But I couldn't even make my voice out.
This is not the first time this has happened to me. I often lose my balance and often cannot speak.
Why is it? Is there something wrong with me? H-Am I not normal anymore?
"Stand up, stupid." My impending tears began to flow when I heard his cold voice.
My husband...
#Someday,I'llBeGone The Governor's Obsession
Adventure
Prologue:
KRIZZA'S POV
I am forever running here in the vast forest. Tears and don't know where to go.
My feet are all sore but I don't care because what's important to me is to get away from this impy-rn-ng place.
"There he is!"
I was immediately alarmed after spotting some of Jackson's men who were now trying to chase me. I ran even faster until suddenly I tripped. I screamed in pain when something stuck in my left thigh.
I cried in pain as I tried to get hold of myself. Even if I wanted to run, I couldn't because of my current situation. D*mn!
"Ahhh!" I screamed even louder as I tried to dislodge the wood that was now buried in my thigh.
"We got her, boss."
I was suddenly chilled after hearing the voice of one of Jackson's men. I slowly turned around and that's when I realized that they were already surrounding me.
"He has a wound, we need to get him back to boss." One said and then lifted me into a bridal style. I tried to fight and get away, but what am I fighting against them? There are many of them and I am alone. I can feel the weakness of my body. I am tired of everything that is happening to me now. I just want to die.
"Did you really think you could escape me, hm, Krizza?" The man said using his deep, cold voice.
He, he is the man I hate so much. The man I thought would protect me, is actually the one who will make me experience a life like hell. I f*ck*ng hate him!
"Time to face your punishment, Cara." THE WOMAN YOU NEVER LOVE
Romance
PROLOGUE:
I'm now looking at a handsome man lying next to me. He sleeps soundly. He is like an angel in my eyes, but if you really get to know him, his attitude is the opposite.
"Andrew..." I said his name while my tears fell one by one.
"Are you ready, Rhyme?" I looked behind me, I looked at him with tears in my eyes.
"You don't have to do this, rhyme. Even if you give your eyes to him, nothing will change. Remember the only woman he loves is -" I immediately stood up from where I was going to sit before he could continue what he had to say. her.
"I know that... I'm not the type to just give my eye away. Ian, please talk even now, don't make me worry about that. Let me do it to the man I love. Even that he can't reciprocate the love I give,"
I bent down and gently stroked my stomach and turned to Andrew. The man I love will never reciprocate my love.
"Rhyme, are you that desperate for that man? Rhyme, please talk. As your cousin, I advise you not to give him your eyes. Especially when you bring your child to that man." He preached to me.
It's painful to accept. But yes, I'm desperate when it comes to the man I love. In my desperation, even if I knew I was going to harm my future child, I would do it anyway. I will give my eyes to Andrew.
"Ian, I'm not going to change my mind. Go ahead, Ian. I...let's continue with the operation. I'm ready." Ma stuttering said
My tears continue to fall, trying to wipe them away, but every time I wipe my tears, new ones come out again.
"Oh gosh, rhyme! You're pregnant! Don't you even think about the child in your womb!? If we continue this, I'm sure your child's life will be in danger, and then I'll see you again, rhyme. Rich As for the village's family, they can also find a donor!"
I'm almost deaf from his yelling at me. Instead of being angry with him, I am angry with myself. I'm so selfish and heartless, because even though I have eyes, I'm still blind for the man I love.
"I've made up my mind, Ian. And even if they're rich, the man I love hasn't seen you for almost a few months. Please talk, Ian. Don't just be a dad and do your job."
Ian looked at me with anger in his eyes.
"I love you as my cousin, Rhyme. But your love for that man is really too much, that even if you know that you will destroy your child, you will still allow the operation. Take care of your life, Rhyme. That's your decision . But I hope you don't feel guilty about what you do." It coldly says that you will still be filled with anger and sadness.
A nurse approached him and whispered something to him before looking at me intently.
"Get ready, Rhyme. The operation is about to begin. Get ready to kill your own offspring."
He said and turned to the man who was fast asleep behind me before storming out of this room.
I can't blame Ian. What he said is right. If I make a decision, I may kill the child in my womb.
But what can I do? I love Andrew.
What is the use of my eyes? If I always hurt myself because of my love for Andrew.
If I go blind because I gave my eyes to the man I love, it's not bad. Because even if I love him, I won't see the events that will hurt my heart.
To see him happy in the company of others, To see him staring at me, To always push me away and To see him cry when you are out of his sight.
"I love you Andrew." I said it almost in a whisper and was accompanied by my tears as I looked at Andrew who had closed his eyes not far away. The man I love the most.
Ian didn't stop whining, obviously not wanting to continue with the operation. But he can't do anything. My decision is complete.
I thought about the child in my womb. He was not born with a decision, but he was never able to experience life in the world.
Forgive mommy, baby. I love your dad so much that I did this to destroy him. Forgive me, my child.
I even heard a nurse say to my cousin, Ian, who never stopped cursing before I was engulfed in darkness.
"The donor is now asleep, please Doctor, Ian. Let's proceed with the operation."
goodbye My child. I really love your daddy. Love between doctor and student
Romance
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PROLOGUE
ANGIE POV
"Angie, let's go to the bar later after our class," Ashley said as she arrived and sat next to me. We were in the library, and there weren't many people around.
"But isn't it prohibited to drink alcohol or any alcoholic beverages? Doc Saxvora mentioned it last time during his announcement. If you want to drink, I'll just review here," I reminded her.
"Oh, come on, you just have a crush on Doc Saxvora. Admit it, you secretly like him," she teased, nudging me with her elbow.
"Me? Have a crush on Doc? Who told you that I like him? Stop teasing me and let me review," I replied, feeling annoyed.
"Oh, come on, even if you don't admit it, you still have a crush on Doc Saxvora. I can tell, you two would make a cute couple," she insisted. She was right, I did have a crush on Doc Saxvora.
I didn't know why I had a crush on him, but I woke up one day and realized I was in love with him. Besides his handsome face, he was kind and hardworking. I knew my aunt and grandmother forbade me from having a boyfriend for now, but a doctor was the only one who made my heart beat faster.
"Why are you blushing?" I shot her a look when she said that. Was she really my friend, or was she just being annoying?
"Excuse me, are you Angie?" Ashley and I both turned to look at the girl in PE attire holding a badminton racket. I nodded in response. "Doc Saxvora called you to the clinic. He wants to check your height and weight. You missed your appointment last Friday," she added.
"Why are you still waiting? Go, your 'beloved' is waiting for you," she said with a smirk. I was glad she left earlier; otherwise, she might have heard what Ashley said.
"Shut up, and I don't have a crush on Doc Saxvora. You're shipping me with him, what if he already has a girlfriend or wife? You're being annoying," I retorted before walking away.
After a few minutes, I arrived at the clinic. Before entering, I took a deep breath. I entered three times, but there was no response. "What are you doing here?" I jumped in surprise when I heard his voice. I turned around and saw Doc.
"Oh, you must be Angielyn," he added. Why was he so handsome?
"Yes, Doc, I'm Angielyn, but you can call me Angie. Angielyn is too long," I said, avoiding his gaze.
He opened the doorknob and entered. "Come in, you might think I'll carry you inside," he joked. I hurriedly entered, closing the door behind me. "Sit down; I'll look for the index card with your name," he instructed.
I glanced at him as he searched for the index card with my name. His attire suited him well, especially considering his profession as a doctor. I didn't want to get hurt, but I couldn't help but think he might already have a girlfriend or wife.
"Done checking me," my eyes widened when he laughed abruptly. He noticed it. "Angie, stand up," I stood up and approached him.
"What should I do, Doc?" I asked nervously, feeling the butterflies in my stomach.
"Remove your shoes and let me see your weight," I took off my shoes before stepping on the scale. He noted my weight on the index card.
"What's my height, Doc?" I asked him.
"It's a secret," he chuckled, so I didn't bother asking again. My eyes widened when he held my hand and led me to a wall.
He pushed me against the wall, making me stand straight. His heartbeat was so fast, and his face was so close to mine. "You're short," he said and wrote it on the index card.
Short? I wasn't that short; he was exaggerating. "Next time, drink milk every day, take afternoon naps, and sleep at the right time. Short people shouldn't stay up late; it affects their growth," he said seriously.
"But it's okay to be short; at least you're cute," he chuckled. I didn't know what was happening to me; my heart skipped a beat. I was surprised when he pinched my cheek. "Why are you so cute and beautiful in my eyes when I see you here every day?" Huh?
"Doc, I was about to tell y—" I couldn't finish my sentence as he kissed me. I was taken aback, and I didn't know why I closed my eyes and responded to his kiss.
After a few minutes, we both caught our breaths. "Angie, can you be my girlfriend? I've liked you since we met, and I don't know why I'm so obsessed with you." You might like
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.
THE MAFIA'S MISTRESS
DWRITERORIGINAL "I hate you." she whispered, as her voice trembled with anger and desire.
"I know Clara but your body doesn't." he replied, his eyes gleaming with intensity.
"Shut up and just leave from here!!!!!." she growled as her hand pressed against his chest.
"why does your lips say one thing but your eyes say another??" he asked, his mouth inches from hers.
He moved closer to her as they felt the warmness of their bodies.
"After everything you put me through, you have the audacity to come here??? you are a fucking monster Arsenio!!" she breathed.
"And you are mine." he said as he crashed his lips to hers.
Their hate filled words were lost in the passion of their kiss and their bodies entangled in an angry embrace, a clash of love and hate, desire and repulsion.
"I hate you Arsenio." she repeated as her voice muffled by his lips.
"I Know but I love you and I am here to get you back."
Clara Nivera, a beautiful, young and timid woman who is forced to live with her step Father and his family, gets maltreated by them but escapes one day after finding out about a ploy to kill her.
The night of her escape, after withnessing a murder, she finds herself entangled in the dangerous world of the mafia when she forcefully becomes the mistress of the powerful and ruthless Arsenio Robert.
As she becomes deeper embroiled into Arsenio's life, she falls in love with him but learns the dark secrets of his criminal empire and the truth behind her own troubled past.
After a misunderstanding leads Clara to finds solace in the arms of another, the question is, who will she finally settle for?? and what lies in her past??.
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? Forced To Wed The Mafia Heir
Yubson Max. In the shadowy underbelly of Chicago, where loyalty is currency and power is everything, 18-year-old Kylie Santos finds herself at the center of a dangerous game she never asked to play. What happens when duty collides with desire? When the price of family loyalty is your own heart?
Born into the notorious Santos crime family, Kylie has always known her life would be different. But nothing could have prepared her for the bombshell her father drops one fateful evening. As rival gangs close in, threatening to destroy everything the Santos family has built over generations, Kylie learns that she is to be the linchpin in a desperate plan for survival.
"You will marry his oldest son, Lysander," her father declares, his voice as cold and unyielding as steel. In an instant, Kylie's world shatters. She's to be wed to Lysander Vincenzo, heir to the New York Familia - their longtime enemies turned reluctant allies. But can decades of bloodshed and mistrust truly be erased by a single union?
Suddenly, Kylie is thrust into a world of high-stakes politics and deadly power plays. Every move she makes could tip the delicate balance between peace and all-out war. As she navigates this treacherous new reality, Kylie must grapple with her own desires and ambitions. Can she sacrifice her dreams for the greater good of her family? Or will she find a way to forge her own path amidst the chaos?
But Lysander Vincenzo is no mere pawn in this game of chess. Rumored to be as ruthless as he is handsome, he harbors his own secrets and ambitions. As Kylie and Lysander circle each other warily, an unexpected spark ignites between them. Could their arranged union blossom into something real? Or will the weight of family expectations and old grudges snuff out any chance at true love? DON'T TOY WITH ME: SEXIEST MAN OF THE YEAR
LUCHI LUCHY This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk!
"Ahhh...".
She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear.
"What..what..what was that?"
"A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other".
Antonio replied and pressed the button again.
Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly.
"Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it".
Her mouth moved convulsively.
"The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready".
He replied dry, watching her face closely.
"Please....".
"Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back".
He replied and increased the speed.
"Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please".
Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too.
"Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun".
He pressed the next button.
"Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop".
"If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in".
He smirked.
She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back.
"Let's take it to the next level,shall we?"
She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating.
"No..no..please..no..more...."
Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively.
I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears.
"Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up".
He breaks into her thoughts.
"I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!"
Her eyes rolled back...
Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote.
He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him.
"Fuck! I am hard".
He cursed under his breath.
Suddenly the door opened.
"Grandma?"
Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady.
*****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk!
"No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?"
Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively.
"Yes".
Her voice trembled.
Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces.
Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family!
The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation.
A toxic playboy with many sex scandals.
Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her.
He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed.
Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela...
One year Angela will have her simple life back.
But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment?
There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.
My Best Friend's Brother: Forbidden Desire
A.V Belle This is a collection of forbidden erotic stories:
Book 1: My Best Friend's Brother
Book 2: My Best Friend's Sister
Book 3: My Best Friend's Father
Book 4: Tempted by My Nanny
Book 5: My Forbidden Stepdaddy
Book 6: My Forbidden Stepbrother
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"You think I haven't tried to stop wanting you? That I haven't tried to stay away?"
He steps closer, eyes darkening as he runs a finger down my arm.
"But every time you walk in, every time you look at me... all I can think about is how good it would feel to pin you against that wall and take what's been mine since the first time I saw you."
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My job was simple-help my best friend, Elora, and keep my life as normal as possible. What I didn't expect was to be drawn into her family's dangerous world... or to fall for the one person I was supposed to avoid: her older brother, Camden.
Camden Andretti is everything I should stay away from-intense, unpredictable, and fiercely protective. But when I witness something I shouldn't have, he's the only one who can keep me safe.
The hardest part? Surviving each day with him by my side, forced to face this heat between us. I want him in ways I shouldn't. Need him more than I ever thought possible. And one reckless choice may change everything.
Now, I have to face the consequences of a forbidden desire-and survive a world I was never meant to be part of.
BOUND TO THE MAFIA KING
Dangana Selina Jafarova was left to fend for herself after growing up with an abusive stepfather and a careless mother. Selina had to flee or be "taken care of" by her deranged stepfather, Paul after her mother passed away from a heroin overdose when she was sixteen. In the hopes of being free and able to have a regular life, she packed her luggage and ran away after having that notion. She was mistaken.
Selina has worked as a maid from house to house for nearly four years. Being an 'item' was all she had ever really known, having been bought and sold by a variety of people, some sane and others insane. She is once again placed on the market to be purchased when her most recent owner decides to part with her. She had no idea that one of the world's most deadly men would be the next to purchase her.
Sebastian Riccardo was the head of the Italian Mafia. Despite his divine appearance, he was menacing, domineering, controlling, and authoritative, and he got what he wanted. He was everything Selina was not. He wants Selina when she catches his eye during the bidding, and she gets what Sebastian wants.
With her history haunting her thoughts constantly, will Selina be able to handle Sebastian's strong life, or will she decide to leave?
Ultimately, she appears to be a maid.
WARNING: This book contains a lot of strong language, mature content, and contents that may be triggering or upsetting to some readers. Read in discretion.
