mafia

"You're mine." He said in a low growl, holding my hands above my head, his body heavy and hot, making me hold my breath. I widen my eyes, wondering why my body is burning under his touch, and most of all, I want him to touch me in that area. What's going on? He grinned and kissed my neck, making me hold my moans. *** In the mafia world where the strong and powerful rules, Aria was ignored by her family because she was a product of a mistake. Her father who was married slept with her mother, who was a prostitute, and she tries to lay low, not wanting to create conflicts with her father’s wife, who raised her, but her precious older sister protected her from her stepmother’s hatred for years. She learned to survive; she must be quiet and obedient. The only time she seems to be genuinely happy is when she goes to college, avoiding the disdain in her stepmother’s eyes, and she has a fiancé and a sister who adores her. Until he started changing over time, his eyes becoming icier, indifferent, and he raised his hand for the first time. Her heart shattered but gathered herself and found herself nearly assaulted by her fiancé, but was saved by a brutal assassin, Nico, who became her bodyguard in the shadows. His gaze sharp as daggers, but his touch alit a flame within her. In his embrace, she feels accepted and wanted terrifyingly. She liked the man and found him handsome and good in bed, so she thought it wouldn't be a big deal to have him serve her. But she's unaware of the man's callous nature behind his beautiful features, where he's planning to ruin her family for good. Can they have a happy ending? Or will their story be nothing more than tragic and heartbreaking?

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

A dark tale of identity, survival, and transformation. Where love becomes obsession, debt is paid in blood, and the only way to survive is to become someone else entirely. Violence, sex work, forced transformation, sexual content, trauma, identity erasure

He read the blasted book once, and now, he's in it?! Elias Quinn never cared for his sister’s obsession with that mafia romance novel. He skimmed it once, remembered a few dramatic plot twists, and moved on with his life. Until he wakes up in the story as a background character. He’s not the 'fated' Omega. He’s not even important. So why is the ruthless Mafia Alpha suddenly obsessed with him? The plot’s gone off the rails. So has the Alpha.

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

How good would it be to live in a game world you loved the most… right after your death? Well, that’s exactly what happened to César in the worst way possible. While fighting cancer on his deathbed, he played a game where he could live as a cartel member, part of the mafia, building his own empire and climbing to the top. But when the time came and he died… he woke up in that exact game. He woke up in Sandria, a world ruled by power, money, and death.

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

Synopsis: Betrayed. Broken. Bound by revenge. After her ex-husband shatters her world, Melanie Holland is forced into a bargain; Infiltrate the life of Lord Sionis, the most powerful mafia Don in all of Germany, or lose her son forever. Roman is a man they call ‘the Deranged Alpha.’ Cruel. Bloodthirsty. Untouchable. But behind all these lies an unexpected weakness—one that Melanie can exploit……or fall victim to. Her mission was survival. Her weapon was betrayal. But when desire meets something more dangerous, her revenge may cost more than her heart. Question remains….If Roman Sionis swears to help Melanie plot her revenge, what will become of Anthony Hamilton? Warning: 18+ Mature Content | A dark yet intoxicating blend of passion, revenge, and twisted love. Told in dual POVs (First and third person singular). ••••••••• Roman’s hand closed around Melanie’s throat. It wasn't tight enough to choke, but enough to remind her who held the power. His thumb brushed lazily against the pulse hammering in her neck, as if savoring her fear. He tilted her chin upward, forcing her to meet his eyes. “Tell me, Melanie…” His voice was laced in a menacing whisper. “…what do you truly desire?” Her lips parted, but no words came at first. She refused to flinch, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing her weakness. Her ex-husband had taken everything from her—her dignity, her peace, even her child. What she wanted now was not justice. Not redemption. It was blood. “What I desire…” she started slowly, her voice steady, “is inhumane.” Roman’s lips curved into a wicked smile. “Say it.” Her gaze turned to ice. “I want Anthony Hamilton’s head.” She paused a bit, letting his name sink in. “Can you get it for me?” For a moment, silence settled. Then Roman leaned down, his lips brushing her collarbone with dangerous tenderness. “Anything for you, baby,” he whispered. “Not just his head. I’ll bring you the heads of every man who shares his bloodline.” A shiver ran through her. Half terror. Half thrill. “Good.”

Katherine Blaire has worked six grueling years to rise to the top of the banking world of Manhattan. Confident, voluptuous, and ambitious, she's nearly within reach of the promotion that will help to finance the college education of her autistic brother. She needs but one account- the account of Anthony Marvin, arguably the most influential and dangerous man in New York. Anthony "Tony" Marvin doesn't just own hotels and nightclubs. He controls both legitimate and underground empires as the heir of the most notorious mafia family in the city. Tony is ruthless, heartbreakingly handsome, and untouchable until Katherine enters his club with the business plan and with an unwavering refusal to back away from him. When Tony offers Katherine something she cannot refuse —a night with him in exchange for the contract —she storms out, humiliated and outraged. But Tony is interested in the woman who had the strength to say no to him, and Katherine finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power struggle, desire, and growing love. As their relationship grows stronger, Tony's father, the ruthless mafia kingpin Thomas Marvin, will do whatever it takes to eliminate what he sees as his son's greatest weakness. Surrounded by enemies and with Katherine's entire family in danger, she and Tony must decide if their love is worth risking everything — including their lives. In a world in which love is the ultimate vulnerability, can a banker and a mafia prince redefine the rules of power?

[Warning R18+ Mature Content] In her previous life, Aria was the devoted fiancée of Lucas, the golden boy of the entertainment industry. She gave him her resources, her fame, and her heart, only to be betrayed. He cheated on her with her "innocent" stepsister, Bella, stole her inheritance, and left her to die in a cold mental hospital. When Aria opens her eyes again, she is back in the hotel room on the night she was drugged and ruined. But this time, she doesn't run into the trap. Instead, she stumbles into the forbidden penthouse suite—and into the arms of Damien, the terrifying tycoon and Lucas's uncle who holds the entire city in his grasp. He is dangerous, ruthless, and plagued by a violent, agonizing nerve disorder that drives him to the brink of madness. No doctor can cure him... except Aria. Seeing a chance for the ultimate revenge, Aria suppresses her fear and presses her thumb against the lethal pressure point on his neck. "Mr. Damien, I can stop the pain. In exchange… marry me." From rejected fiancée to the untouchable "Little Aunt," Aria uses her new status and medical mastery to crush her enemies in the showbiz world, all while managing a contract marriage that is quickly becoming dangerously real. *** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?" I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. "Yes, Daddy." I obey. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. But we became so much more. At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul. But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood. Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

When Diego Herrera, a law student with a haunted past vows to bring his father’s killers to justice, he never expects the trail to lead to the woman he loves. Isabella De La Cruz, fierce daughter of the country’s most feared cartel boss, has spent her life trapped in a world of violence she never chose. She is supposed to marry the son of her father’s business partner, whom she did not really love but then she meets the love of her life. Their worlds collide in two terrifying encounters that spark a bond neither can ignore. But when Diego uncovers a decades-old conspiracy involving a missing red envelope, with his Father's assets, offshore accounts, and also the document that shows the transfer of his father’s assets to his father’s killer. He figured out the betrayal around his father’s mysterious death and the truth shatters everything: Isabella’s father murdered Diego’s. And Diego’s real father is not who he thinks. As betrayal explodes into open war, Fernandez, the man the world believes is dead, returns from the shadows with evidence that could collapse Mateo's cartel empire. His appearance shakens the love life of his children. He teams up with Diego to bring down his Biological father’s business. Loyalties break, Identities unravel. Can love survive when bloodlines are built on lies?

She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

“A magical assassin must marry a half-demon mafia boss to save her brother.” She can walk through any door in the world, but she can’t outrun the man who owns the shadows. Charlène Laurent is a phantom of the Italian underworld—a high-end assassin who operates under a lethal signature: a blackened-gold key that turns any locked door into a portal. To buy time for her dying younger brother, Charlène has sold her soul, strangling titans of industry and vanishing before the blood cools. She hides behind a veiled mask, leaving only her piercing, icy-grey eyes and a single birthmark as witness to her crimes. Lucien De Rossi is the ruthless heir to a modern empire built on blood and ancient, royal tradition. To the world, he is a cold billionaire and an artist obsessed with perfection. But behind closed doors, Lucien is a monster struggling to remain human. Born of a forbidden union between a mafia king and a daughter of the devil himself, he is a half-blood prince with fire in his veins and a darkness that threatens to consume him. He has never felt a spark for any woman—until a mysterious "Ghost" dances with him at his family's annual masquerade. For the first time in his life, his inner demon falls silent. He doesn't just want her name; he wants the woman who made him feel human for a single night. The hunt turns personal when Charlène targets Lucien’s private vault. Caught red-handed, she twists her key and vanishes into thin air, but not before Lucien sees them—the same haunting grey eyes from his sketches. To take his throne, Lucien needs a wife. To save her brother, Charlène needs a miracle. Forced into a marriage of convenience, Charlène enters a world of pearl dresses and deadly secrets, only to realize that the man she was sent to destroy is the one thing more dangerous than herself. He will turn her world of infinite exits into a gilded cage. And she might be the only one who can survive the monster beneath his skin.

No feelings involved—until he became obsessed. ||Mature content|| Desperate to save her mother and escape her father’s debt, Alina signs a sudden contract marriage with Damian Thorn—the powerful heir of the Thorn family. But the man she expected to fear becomes her unexpected protector, spoiling her and tearing down her defenses piece by piece. Alina wanted safety. Instead, she stepped into a world where love is dangerous… And her husband might be the biggest danger of all. Cover by Tieu Man Thau pinterest

Self-made billionaire Jayden Williams would never forget the sizzling encounter he had with society princess Maya Charles. But his empire comes first—anything more than a night is an indulgence he can’t afford. Months later, at a hotel in Los Angeles, he gets the ultimate shock. Maya isn’t just the waitress in the clubhouse there—she’s carrying his child! Pregnant. Devastated. With the support from her aunt, Maya is doing whatever it takes to protect her unborn child. But coming face-to-face with Jayden throws her plan into chaos. Because he has his own…demanding Maya comes live with him in his mansion!

Liang Zhiyuan, the youngest CEO of the powerful Liang Group, has always lived a life of luxury but also of loneliness. Raised by the loyal family maid, Zhao Meilin, after his father’s tragic death, Zhiyuan grew up surrounded by wealth, yet haunted by questions about his own origins. Who truly gave birth to him? Why does a part of his life feel like a carefully hidden puzzle? As he prepares for a strategic marriage to strengthen his company, a series of mysterious accidents begins to shadow him, threatening everything he’s built. In the midst of chaos, Zhiyuan crosses paths with Chen Yichen, a skilled and enigmatic man who saves him during a near-fatal incident. Yichen’s unwavering dedication and quiet strength slowly draw Zhiyuan in, forcing him to confront emotions he never allowed himself to feel. Together, they navigate a world of hidden loyalties, subtle betrayals, and secrets that stretch across generations. Amid the pressures of corporate power plays and the search for the truth about his own past, Zhiyuan discovers that love can bloom even in the most unexpected places—and that some bonds are stronger than any danger. A story of family, mystery, and forbidden love, where every secret uncovered brings Zhiyuan closer to the truth…and perhaps closer to Yichen than he ever imagined.

She picked up the vase, examining it closely. I stood up dropping the gun in my hand on the bed to go near her. 'I need to know what she looks like from up close. Someone with such a voice have to be perfect in every other way as well'. >>>>>>> She is mine now, a fragile creature trapped in my world. I would decide her fate. This little rabbit is mine now, now that it is caught in my trap, it is mine to possess, mine to ruin, mine to break or protect. MINE forever. __________________ What will happen when ruthless, calculative and dangerous Mrityunjaya Singh Rathore fall in love with a sweet, innocent and full of life Ishika, stay tuned to find out.