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Mafia King Owned and Ruined Me

(Dark Mafia Romance | Explicit Tension | Enemies to Lovers | Possessive | Revenge, Secrets, & Redemption | Spicy 18+ Adult) She was sold like property. He bought her like a sin. When Anaya Brooks is betrayed, ruined, and auctioned to the underworld, she expects chains and pain. What she gets instead is Lucien Moretti, a mafia king who rules with blood on his hands and control in his veins. He doesn't touch her. That's the cruelest part. Lucien watches her eat. Sleep. Breathe. His restraint is deliberate. His gaze is not. Every order is a test. Every silence is charged. Every step she takes closer to him feels like standing on the edge of something dark and inevitable. She learns quickly: Lucien doesn't need to touch her to own her. And when he finally does, it's slow. It's controlled. It's devastating. She lets him believe she's obedient. She lets him think she's breaking for him. All while hiding the truth that could get her killed. Anaya didn't come to his underworld to be claimed. She came for revenge. But desire complicates everything. The way his hands pin her without force. The way his voice drops when he wants her to behave. The way he looks at her like she's already his undoing. Lucien doesn't forgive betrayal. And when he learns she's been lying to him from the beginning. He won't just break her heart. He'll destroy everything she touches. Including himself! ~ Please Support My Work with a Coffee: https://buymeacoffee.com/avi22nash
Avi22Nash · 11.4k Views

The Dragon's Aegis

{Warning: R18, erotica, smut, intense intimate scene, harem} In the glittering world of the super-elite, some cages are made of gold, and some souls are sold for a signature. To the powerful Hayasaka family, Haruki Nakano was a convenient tool—a husband with no name, no power, and no ambition. For a year, he was their silent servant, a ghost in their halls who absorbed their cruelty without a word, his eyes a placid, unreadable void. They saw him as worthless, a necessary evil to be hidden and ignored. They never thought to ask what lay behind that silence. They never wondered about the weight in his cold, empty gaze. It was the weight of a crown. It took an act of unforgivable cruelty—the sacrifice of an innocent to a monster for a business deal—to finally awaken the power he had kept chained. In that moment, the servant died, and the king rose. From the quiet corners of a dining room to the heart of a corporate boardroom, watch as the world is turned upside down. The family's vast empire crumbles in a single hour. And the servant they tormented reveals himself to be the one man on Earth they should have never, ever crossed: Haruki Shinonome, the young sovereign of a shadow dynasty so powerful it treats nations like pieces on a chessboard. With his tormentors kneeling at his feet, Haruki's true story begins. He is a king who must reclaim his throne, a master who must discipline his new pet, and a man who must reunite the scattered pillars of his world: the brilliant, dangerous, and fiercely loyal Queens who have been waiting for his return. This is a story of how a man, stripped of everything, reclaims his world. It’s a story of a family forged in the fires of rebellion and sacrifice. And it asks one question: When you have the power to unmake your enemies, what do you choose to build in their place? If you are on royalroad or scribblehub. You support my story their also.
Rayne_Avery · 7.6k Views

The Trident's Obsession: Claimed By Three

[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.
Nyx_Rae · 12.3k Views

Inane Spy

Greetings, people! Allow me to drop the mic: I am a spy. Well, technically, I was—until the agency decided my cover was 'too blown' after I accidentally live-streamed a mission on a social media platform. I was kicked out by my superiors—becoming unemployed suddenly. Then, I was married to a man, who thought that it would be better if I stay in the house, while he works outside. Years zipped by in blissful domestic drudgery—I was your ‘classic happy housewife,’ whipping up dinners and dodging PTA drama. Then, boom: my husband, that cheating son of a bitch, drops dead in a 'freak golfing accident' (yeah, right), leaving me and our mischievous twin sons a suspiciously massive pile of cash. Jackpot? Think again. Enter his boss: tall, dark, handsome, and oozing danger like a walking cologne ad—with a pinkie ring that screams 'trust fund mobster.' Turns out, hubby's 'import-export business' was code for mafia mayhem—smuggling everything from knockoff Rolexes to endangered parrots. Well, I always doubted that piece of shit. He seized all of my money—yes, my money—and threatened to kill us... until I convinced him that I can spy for him on his enemies. Great idea, right? I mean, I was a spy—it’s obvious that I can do it. Disclaimer: It’s just a novel. Don’t be serious. It’s just a fiction. All the characters are from my imagination. They don’t exist in the real life. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me in this. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you. I condone them and I suggest you to take it just as a fiction. No need to think over them. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request not to read the novel any further. Thank you.
Tanmay_Kar · 2.4k Views