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The Temporary Boyfriend

Warning! 18+ Explicit content. Dark and Mafia themes. Lyvana Montclair’s wedding to Mark Vaughn was supposed to be a fairytale. Instead, it was a death sentence. On their wedding night, the man she loved showed his true face — and then someone shoots her dead. ​But death didn't stick. ​Lyvana wakes up two years in the past, on the eve of the engagement that ruined her. To claim the inheritance her father left behind, Lyvana’s grandmother demands one unbearable price: marriage to Mark as it was her father’s final wish. But after a series of strange coincidences and near-misses, Lyvana begins to suspect that history may be repeating itself... Someone still wants her dead. Refusing to die again, Lyvana plots her escape and her revenge. Her best friend offers a dangerous solution — one that could ruin everything... or not. The plan is dangerous: find a man so spectacular and so "perfect" that her grandmother will forget Mark ever existed. A man who can win a seat at the Montclair table and dismantle Mark’s influence from the inside. Then enter Julian Blackwood. Dark, enigmatic, and powerful. More powerful than anyone even knows. Julian is the last man who should ever notice someone like Lyvana. Their arrangement was supposed to be a temporary business deal. But Julian doesn't play by anyone's rules. As he begins to hunt the one trying to kill her, Lyvana realizes that while she hired him to be a shield, Julian is playing for keeps. ​The deal was temporary... His obsession is not...
SaraAkua · 170.6k Views

One Night Mistake… Now I Carry the Mafia Heir

Warning: Contains sexual content. I opened my mouth to scream, to beg, but my voice came out as a desperate rasp: "Please... don't leave me like this... finish it..." In that moment, while my body was burning with anticipation, I felt something entirely different. It wasn't the touch of his fingers this time, but a piercing cold that shocked my heated skin at my neck. It was a piece of ice, held skillfully between his lips, trailing with agonizing slowness down toward my chest. The contrast was terrifying and maddeningly arousing; the freezing ice making my pores constrict, followed immediately by the heat of his warm lips chasing the trail of the melt. I could hear the wet friction of his fingers inside my pussy and the sound of him suckling my breast. I felt as though my body was no longer mine; I was merely a mass of ignited nerves at his mercy, starving for him to end this torture and fill me completely with his entire being. But this time he drew closer until his scorching breath hit my ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice dripping with lust: "Do you want me to put my dick inside you?" I didn't hesitate for a second; my body was screaming for it. "Yes... I want it." I felt the hot head of his dick touch the opening of my pussy. He began to tease it, sliding up and down, gliding easily due to the heavy wetness that drenched me. ----------- In just one night, everything changed. I gave myself to a mysterious stranger, A man whose face I have never seen but whose touch I could never forget. Now, I am pregnant, and the scandal threatens to destroy my family’s reputation in our small town. To cover the "shame," my family rushed to marry me off to a depraved old man. But on my wedding day, the church doors didn't just open they were shattered. A cold-blooded killer stormed the ceremony and put a bullet through my groom’s head before he could even touch me. I was kidnapped and whisked away to a private, fortress-like island where I finally met my captor. It turns out, the "stranger" from that fateful night wasn't just anyone. He is one of the most dangerous men in the underworld the Mafia Devil. And he has come to claim the only thing he values more than power: His unborn heir. "You belong to me now," he whispered against my skin. "And no one dead or alive will ever take what is mine." ----------------- #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #SecretBaby #PossessiveLead #Kidnapping
Z_Hira · 54.2k Views

Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis’s Woman

Raven Young thought that after completing her final mission, she would finally leave the organization and live a peaceful life. But what happens when that very mission turns out to be the first one she ever fails? You run. Yes—and so did Raven. Not to save herself, but to escape the people chasing her, pushing her to the very edge… until she had no choice but to jump off a cliff, hoping against hope to survive. But fate had other plans. When Raven opened her eyes, she realized she was alive… but not in her own body. She had woken up as Ivy—the very woman who had caused her mission to fail. And as if that wasn’t enough, a father and son pair refused to let her go. The man kept her close for reasons of his own, his motives unclear and unsettling. Meanwhile, the child clung to her, refusing to leave her side, determined to keep his “parents” together—and even dreaming of having a sibling. “God… just what in the world has happened?” Raven had never felt so betrayed by life. But living in Ivy’s body begins to unravel secrets—truths that entangle their lives in ways she cannot escape. And the man who keeps her close? Little by little… he begins to drive her insane with his undeniable charm. *** Ivy’s breath hitched as Xander stepped closer, closing the space between them. “Still pretending you’re unaffected?” he murmured. Her back met the wall, but she didn’t move away. “You assume too much.” “Do I?” His fingers brushed her wrist, slow, deliberate, sending warmth through her veins. Her grip tightened on his shirt, betraying her. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered. She didn’t. The silence thickened, charged and fragile. His gaze dropped to her lips, waiting—giving her the choice. And when she didn’t pull away, the tension between them deepened into something far more dangerous and the next thing they new was they were already kissing.
akshaya_vanne · 130.5k Views

Metro Genesis.

METRO GENESIS by Ada. The year is 3044. Humanity made it this far. Barely. AI got sorted eventually, redirected toward handling the tedious, the administrative, the soul-crushing weight of daily existence so humans could spend time doing things that actually required being human. A noble vision. Metro City found a way to make even that sinister. Metro City was never a good place to live. It was, however, always a spectacular place to disappear, into its rain-slicked streets, its corporate towers, its carefully maintained illusion that someone, somewhere, had things under control. Buried beneath that illusion was the Nemesis Protocol Unit. Black ops. Off the books. The agency that handled the problems polite society preferred to pretend didn't exist. The NPU didn't officially exist. It was also the only thing standing between Metro City and complete collapse. For nearly as long as the NPU existed, there was NexoPharma. Gleaming towers. Government contracts. The kind of respectability built on strategic donations and carefully placed allies. Ask anyone on the street what NexoPharma was really doing in those labs and they'd lower their voice and say the same thing: bioweapons. They weren't wrong. In 3034, rookie agent Adrian Cole was assigned to NexoPharma Tower. Routine investigation. Get in, gather evidence, get out. It was not routine. The tower caught fire. The kill teams mobilized. His senior partner went back for him when he didn't have to, pushed Adrian clear, and didn't make it out. Adrian crawled from that building on two broken ankles, alone, with the sound of screaming that stopped too soon ringing in his ears. He spent two weeks in hospital. He spent the next ten years trying to deserve it. By 3044, Adrian Cole is the Ace of NPU, the best field agent the Nemesis Protocol Unit has ever produced. Decorated. Relentless. Still haunted. The kind of man who walks into situations that break other agents and walks out with the truth still intact. Metro City is working on fixing that. Above him sits Elias, NPU's iron-spined higher up, a man who has survived long enough to know exactly which questions you ask out loud and which ones you take permanently to your grave. He gives Adrian enough information to complete the mission. Never quite enough to understand what the mission actually is. Then there is Garrick, pilot, transport specialist, and somehow the most aggressively normal human being in this entire story. We are enormously fond of him. We are also deeply concerned for him. There is also Marcus. That's all we're saying about Marcus. You'll understand why. And finally, Aveline. Ace of the Crime Division. Half Canadian, half Russian. The kind of dangerous that doesn't announce itself. She is a psychopath, this is not a plot twist, not a slow revelation, not a dramatic chapter reveal. Everyone who works with her knows it. Everyone who works against her really knows it. She is not looking for redemption. She was never soft. She looked at Metro City in all its corruption and decided the correct response was not to fix it, but to be better at it than everyone else in the room. Not sweet. But definitely a psycho. Metro City is rotting. The Nexo Incident has begun. The corporations are panicking quietly, violently, and with excellent legal representation. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, an agent running on borrowed time and a woman who never needed a reason are about to find out exactly how deep Metro City's rot goes. It goes very deep. Nobody is ready. Least of all you. Welcome to Metro Genesis. Try not to get attached.
Ada_exe · 43.8k Views

Undressed By The Mafia God

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: 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
JoyceOrtsen · 1m Views

My father sold me to the Mafia King

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn ---------------------- Julie pov I screamed at him as I tried to break free from the grip of his hands to reach for his belt, his body, anything belonging to him: "I don't care! I want you to fuck me now... do you understand?" ///////////////////////// Robert pov She said defiantly: "I'll do it myself," and placed her trembling fingers on her pussy. I pounced on her and gripped her hands tightly: "What are you doing, you crazy girl?!" She screamed as she tried to escape: "Let me go to get rid of this agony! If you don't want to fuck me, let me save myself!" I was pressing on her hands to restrain her, and she took advantage of my proximity and kissed me hungrily. I pulled my lips away from her with difficulty, while my body was screaming to throw myself on top of her and touch every inch of her. I was burning too, seeing her in this miserable state. She looked into my eyes deeply and said in a tone that made my world reel: "Robert... take my virginity... make me scream your name, Robert." ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted
Z_Hira · 274.6k Views