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Love at First Night: The Billionaire’s First Love

[Warning: MATURE CONTENT! NO RAPE] (I’m too soft for that) After enduring a lifetime of abuse from her family, the last thing Mallory Morrow needs is to be married off to an old man almost thrice her age. So, she came up with a plan. To sleep with someone and get pregnant. She didn’t know that years later, the consequences of that reckless decision would come crashing back into her life. Living as a single mom, completely disowned by her family, raising a son who refuses to speak after some traumatic incident, life was a constant uphill battle. Medical bills kept piling up, and hope was running thin—until her best friend Mara offered her a lifeline. ‘Her cousin needed someone to stop a wedding at all costs. And if she succeeded, she’d be paid 1 million dollars—a sum that could change her life and her son’s forever.’ “STOP THE WEDDING! THAT MAN WAS THE FATHER OF MY CHILD!” But when she bursts into the ceremony, everything goes wrong. She’s crashing her half-sister’s wedding—the same woman who tormented her for years. And the groom who hired her? Venzrich Archeval: the youngest, richest, and most devastatingly handsome billionaire who hates women… and, unbeknownst to Mallory, the father of her child. Haunted by the memory of a mysterious woman he met one night years ago, Venzrich has been searching for her ever since—the only woman who can make him feel pleasure and ignite something he didn’t know existed. And now, fate has thrown her back into his grasp. He’s determined that she’ll never leave his sight again. As Mallory struggles to protect her son from her cruel family, she also has to survive a billionaire who refuses to let her go, whose touch ignites dangerous desires she can’t ignore. “There’s no way I’m letting you go. You’re either mine or mine.” And just like that, they’re caught in a whirlwind of chaos, passion, and a contract as husband and wife—where nothing is safe, nothing is predictable, and everything seems to slip out of her grasp. Can she open her heart again, or will the scars of her past trap her forever? And can she survive the man hiding behind a perfect mask—the devil who wants everything, including her? P.S: If you want an ML who was gentle and actually knows aftercare. Read this. P.S.S: Update will resume on January 21, 2025. Author was on the hospital bcoz of a vehicle accident.
LazyAutumn · 155.3k Views

YOUR HUSBAND IS MINE

One year ago, Lovina Thorne lost everything in a calculated act of arson. Presumed dead by the world and her grieving billionaire husband, Julian, she spent twelve months in the shadows, her body scarred and her soul forged in the fires of betrayal. The culprit? Her "best friend," Elena, who moved into the Thorne mansion to claim the life and the man&Lovina left behind. Now, the ghost has returned. Disguised as "Vina," a quiet, scarred maid with a hidden face, Lovina infiltrates her former home. She watches from the corners as Elena manipulates Julian, waiting for the perfect moment to dismantle the intruder's life piece by piece. But as she plays a deadly game of cat and mouse, she realizes that Julian never stopped loving her-and that his grief has made him a shell of the man he once was. The fire was only the beginning. As Lovina and Julian are drawn back together in a web of secrets and late-night passion, they discover a chilling truth: Elena wasn't acting alone. The fire was a coordinated strike by the Vane Syndicate, a powerful Mafia organization using Julian’s empire to launder their billions. With the betrayal running deeper than the halls of their home, Lovina must drop her disguise and join forces with Julian to take down a shadow empire. In a world where the law is bought and the enemies are shielded by blood, Lovina will prove that a woman who has already died once is the most dangerous predator of all . He thought he lost his wife. She thought she lost her life. Together, they will burn the world down to reclaim what is theirs.
favianna_writer · 5.9k Views

The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”
PurpleLight · 1.8m Views

The Mafia King’s Hacker Bride

"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
Balishba · 156.7k 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 · 16.6k Views