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(BL) Mafia Love; He who falls the hardest loses

It took Haruki years to build the cold character that made those who knew him tremble before him as a Yakuza chairman, but it only took that man's glance to change everything, to break down his walls and make him seek a warmth he never knew he needed. Hiroshi's smile, scent, deep soothing voice, warmth of his embrace... "This is not what I want." "This cannot be what I need. There's no way I'm going to be weak! I'm the chairman, and I can't afford to be weak." "I will never fall in love, never be weak... ever again." "I need him to leave my life, I don't care about him, I never did." "Who gave you the right to harm what is mine?! I'm going to ruin your life!" "You are completely mine." "Haruki, it is okay to be weak when you are with me." "I will never fall in love with you, you simply belong to me." "Yes, I do..." But you are also mine. ***** Between a Mafia boss who is an infamous player and his doctor, who gets to fall the hardest in love? Bullied high school student, Haruki wakes up one evening in the hospital and he is faced with the fact that his grandfather he never knew was the head of a powerful popular clan and he was dying without an heir. The youth bullied for his beautiful appearance was forced to undergo a complete transformation under strict supervision within a short period. His transformation might have been extreme as Haruki grew up to get all he wanted and became infamous for being a player. He broke the hearts of many both males and females. His toughness knew no bond as the true Spirit of a strong clan leader that laid dormant in him was awakened with every work he did. The great leader was forced to pause at the sight of the new family doctor who had just taken over his father's job. He was pleased with the sight he saw and began to pursue what he wanted. The doctor how ever, had other plans as he was not going to let the younger man change his life completely without doing the same to him. (Breaking his walls and bringing him love). A war of love was fought between thee two men as none of them was willing to lose psychologically. Amid the bloody wars of the underground world, they fought to win through the push and pulls of the new feelings they got exposed to . Warning: *Dominant, strong, bottom/uke/shou, and a sweet, kindhearted, gentle, muscular, romantic top/seme/gong. *If you don't read Yaoi stories please you are excused. *It contains an abundance of sweetness and warmth.
OT_Josie · 386.1k Views

Craved by the Wrong Volkov

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.
jodiekesh27 · 223k Views

Gold Seat

"Choi Minjae!" Mr. Choi's furious voice thundered through the living room as he glared at his youngest daughter. Minjae stood opposite him, arms folded tightly against her chest, her own glare unwavering. "What?" she scoffed mockingly. "Did I say something wrong? Do you hate me even more now that I know the secret you all swore your lives to keep?" She dropped the thin file she was holding onto the table. "I honestly thought it was a lie at first," she continued, her eyes darting from face to face. "I thought... even if my family hated me, they wouldn't go that far. But it seems I underestimated just how deep that hatred runs." "Minjae-ah…" her mother called tiredly, her voice trembling. "Please… just stop." Tears filled Mrs. Kim's eyes. She was exhausted, worn down by the endless arguments. But Minjae had no intention of stopping. "Grandfather willed the organization to me!," Minjae snapped. "Out of everyone around him, he chose me. Not even his own son." A small, disbelieving smirk curved her lips. "And what did Father do?" she continued coldly. "He hid it from me… then handed it over to my sister. So now I'm the bad guy for asking back what already belongs to me?" "Enough!" Min-Sol finally stepped in. "You know now! We admit it, the organization was willed to you. But was it really then necessary to shut down the construction project that had been going on for over a month now? Do you have any idea how long it took me to secure that deal?!" Her voice cracked, not from rage, but disappointment. She knew her sister would go to extreme lengths to prove a point, but this… this was too much. "I don't care how long it took," Minjae replied coolly. "I guess i just needed to flex my authority a little. Watching everyone follow my orders, even when you're the official chair woman, made me realize something." She laughed bitterly. "That i was the only fool in the dark. Everyone else knew. Everyone, except me. Cast aside by my own family." She turned fully toward Min-Sol. "Maybe I wouldn't have been so surprised if this was Father's doing alone," Minjae said quietly. "But you?" She tilted her head slightly. "Don't you think you're being a little too greedy?" "What…?" Min-Sol breathed. "Of course Father would hand all his assets to you, his one and only favorite daughter," Minjae continued calmly. "But even the single company Grandpa left me… you wanted that too?" Min sol eyes hardened. "Do you realize that company was never meant for our family alone? That in the wrong hands, everything we have could be stripped away." "So I'm the 'wrong hand,' and you're the 'right' one?" Minjae let out a soft, humorless laugh. "I'm supposed to be grateful that you've been warming my seat and running my company on my behalf?" She clapped slowly, mock applause filling the room. "Fine. I'll admit it, you've done a great job, Truly. Now step down. I'll take over from here." "Never!" Mr. Choi roared. "That will never happen! The day you take that company is the day I die!" Minjae took a step forward, her smile widening. "Good," she said calmly. "Then I suggest you hurry. I'm already running out of patience." She added and next thing a slap landed across her cheek. The sound echoed through the mansion, Mrs. Kim's trembling hand hung in the air as silence swallowed the room. A faint gasp could be heard. Min-Sol, who hadn't been slapped, looked more shocked than Minjae herself. She had expected retaliation… but not from her mother. The calmest person in the family. "How dare you say such cruel thing!" Mrs. Kim shouted, pointing angrily at her daughter. Minjae slowly turned her head, touching her cheek. "I'm sorry, Mom," she said with a twisted smile. "Did I say it wrong?" She asked as silence failed the air, Suddenly, she grabbed a flower vase from the table and hurled violently it to the floor as it Crash loudly, the porcelain shattered violently as everyone jolted backward. "Let me rephrase then" Minjae gritted. "I hope
ChizzyChrissy · 8.7k Views

Rebirth: The New Bride Wants A Divorce

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.
akshaya_vanne · 1m Views

The Devil CEO's Contract Wife

[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.
Dy_zamite · 1.1m Views

The Alpha Who Stole Me Through the time

When the worlds began to fracture, people started appearing from other timelines, some vanishing in hours, others trapped forever between realities. Among them was Choi Haneul, a breathtaking Omega whose beauty turned into his curse. For a week, he ran from cameras, hunters, and Alphas obsessed with claiming him. The world called him “The Otherworldly Omega.” But only a few knew the horrifying possibility: Haneul’s pheromones matched the forbidden scent of Eunoia World the same world whose rare pheromone-drug caused Korea’s 2019 catastrophe. Thousands died. Entire families were erased. And the company responsible, PharmaCorp, walked free after a single year of bail. Since then, the world has lived in fear of Eunoia. Fear of the pheromones that can break bodies from the inside. Fear of the travelers who might carry them. One stormy night, chased through the streets, Haneul saw a car door open and dove inside. not knowing that the owner of the car, Kang Taekyun, would rewrite his fate forever. Kim Taekyun, the cold and disciplined CEO of Korea’s most powerful medical empire, lost his wife two years ago in a tragic accident that left his five-year-old daughter mute. Since then, he has lived by duty, not desire, bound by tradition, pressured to remarry, and chained by a past that still bleeds. He has money, power, and silence. What he does not have is warmth. Until an Omega from another world hides in his car, trembling, drenched, and smelling like the first breath after grief. Haneul was supposed to disappear like every other traveler. Instead, he becomes the only one who makes Taekyun’s daughter smile again and the only person who touches the heart Taekyun believed had died. But time does not forgive stolen moments. Nor does PharmaCorp, who will do anything to claim an Eunoia Omega. As the fractures between worlds spread, as more travelers bleed into Korea without warning, as fear grows and blood is spilled in the name of “finding the Eunoian,” Taekyun must choose: Obey the world that forced him into coldness, or fight the world that seeks to erase the one person who brought him back to life. Because loving someone from Eunoia means loving someone the world was never meant to keep.
soo_young_7360 · 46.8k Views