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Pregnant with the Mafia King's Baby

Aurora De Luca is the wife of a wealthy man. Then, he disappeared, leaving behind a huge debt behind. The man he owed wasn't just anyone. He was Caesar Alexandrovich Dragunov—the most dangerous man in the Underworld. No man in the mafia world hadn’t heard of his name or that his hands been stained with blood since he was young. Everything about him was full of carnage, chaos, and murder. To the world, Caesar is a monster. But Aurora knew something no one else did. Caesar… is the father of her unborn child. A one-night stand—meant to be her desperate escape—had turned into a deadly game of hide-and-seek. Because Caesar is searching for the mysterious woman he had spent the night with. And Aurora had no intention of revealing herself. Not when the truth would place both her and her child directly in the lion’s den. Can she still keep her secret when she's taken captive by him? Or will she fall prey to the temptation of the very beast hunting her? ... "Your husband's back," Caesar said as he stepped closer, trapping her against the wall. "Do you want to go back to him?" Her lips trembled. "I..." He didn't let her finish. "Too late." His hand wrapped around her waist. "You stopped being his the moment he left you and I took you away." "Now," his lips dangerously close to her own. "You're mine." ... Read this when: If you want a romance between a man who had the world under his feet give his heart to one woman, and a broken woman searching for true love and freedom. --- Update schedule for March 2026 WEEKDAYS = 2 chapters WEEKENDS = 1 chapters Milestones None yet. Will rewrite schedule and milestones when the time comes.
Poisonlily · 7.6k Views

He Ruined Me And Left Me With A Son, Now I Must Marry Him!

TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, sexual content, kidnapping, alcohol use, betrayal and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised. — “Is there no other way?” I asked, totally subdued by the fact that this nightmare marriage was the only solution. “No, there isn’t,” he said coldly. “I can’t afford to lose my son and have you turned into a sex slave by the Romanovs.” “Your son?” I scoffed, the memory of him taking my virginity and vanishing without a trace slicing my heart. “You seem to have forgotten that you never intended on taking things further with me. God, you’re no different from the Romanovs!” He assessed me coolly with those dark eyes and then said with a note of finality, “He’s my son, Niamh, and you’ll have to become my wife.” My father was killed. My uncle sold me to the Russian mafia syndicate. And now, the man I hid my son from for five years—Massimo Valentino—is forcing me to be his wife. My survival and the safety of Matteo depend on this hated forced marriage. But the situation is worse than I thought: I am the key to a hidden vault that the Texas underworld is willing to kill for. With the war raging outside and a major betrayal brewing inside the Italian mafia syndicate, my safety depends entirely on Massimo. I have to forgive and trust the man who ruined me, or lose everything. This is the first installment in The Valentino Princes Series.
Eagle667 · 13.8k Views

A Shotgun Wedding with the Mafia Don

Amelia Clarke might have been the curvy, nerdy girl who was constantly bullied and mocked by everyone, but she still won the heart of the Quarterback King. Oliver Lambert. But her happily ever after came to an end too soon. After four years of keeping their love affair a secret, she finally discovered that Oliver was not the man she thought he was. It turned out that he was the heir of the Morton Group and the next Mafia Don. Moreover, he was already engaged to a famous heiress. Now, Oliver’s father, the current Mafia Don, wanted her out of the picture. And he would do anything to finish the job. Leave Oliver, or he would make her and her family’s lives miserable. Give up the custody of her child, or the child would not see the light of day. Amelia tried to seek Oliver’s help, but the misunderstanding between them, plus Maximus manipulations, had already caused irreparable damage to their relationship. Left desperate and with no other option, she tried to run away with her family so she could protect her child. But the accident happened, taking the lives of her parents and unborn child. But was it really an accident? Left with nothing but a broken heart, she moved away. What started with love eventually turned to hate. What was once a promise of forever became a hunger for revenge. For six years, she lived with only one thing on her mind. To make her ex and his family pay. Motivated by vengeance, she returned as a completely different person. Amelia Clarke was dead. The chubby nerd was no more. In her place, Sophia Maddison was born. A famous supermodel and a promising entrepreneur. Her first agenda. Infiltrate the Morton’s business. Seduce the new Mafia Don. Oliver Morton. Marry him. Then, take everything that mattered to him. His business, his family, and even his child. *** [Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
bishop1275 · 7k Views

Love Across the Light Years -The Devil CEO Indulges My Lies.

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.
Scarlet_Shine · 17.7k Views

Under her command

Ethan Cole had never been late for anything in his life. Yet here he was, jogging down the sleek white hallway of Hart Global, tie crooked, breath uneven, rehearsing his answers for the secretary interview he had been preparing for months. The moment he saw the restroom sign, he acted on instinct, pushing the door open without a second thought. The moment he stepped inside, his stomach dropped. She was there. Olivia Hart. CEO. Legendary, untouchable, ice-cold, untamed. Her black heels clicked softly against the marble floor, her skirt clinging to curves that were impossible not to notice. Her blouse, slightly damp at the collar from the sink, revealed just a hint of delicate skin—enough to steal his breath but not so much to embarrass her. She had her back to him at first, adjusting her hair in the mirror, unaware of his intrusion. And then she turned. The air around him seemed to compress. She didn’t scream. She didn’t shout. She simply arched an eyebrow, her piercing dark eyes locking onto his. “You’re in the wrong restroom,” she said, her voice calm, cold, commanding. “I—I’m sorry,” Ethan stammered, trying to step back. “I didn’t—” “Close the door,” she interrupted, her tone leaving no room for argument. He hesitated. “I—okay.” The click of the lock echoed. Silence fell. The tension was almost tangible, thick like velvet wrapping around them. She crossed the room slowly, her gaze fixed on him as if assessing every detail, every line of his body, every pulse that betrayed his nervousness. “You’re here for the secretary position,” she said, voice smooth, deliberate. “Yes,” he managed to whisper, his heart hammering. Her gaze lingered, dangerous and deliberate. “You walk into a women’s restroom before an interview. How do you fix mistakes, Mr…?” “Ethan.” “Mr. Cole,” she said slowly, her lips curving into the faintest smirk. “Do you take responsibility for your mistakes?” He didn’t answer verbally. He stepped closer. His hands rose to her waist, firm, controlled, dominant—but not forceful. He gave her a chance to stop him. She didn’t. The kiss that followed was not gentle. Not experimental. It was electric. Hungry. Precise. Her hands tangled in his hair. His hands pressed against her lower back, pulling her flush against him. Her back met the cold marble counter, heels slipping slightly as he lifted her effortlessly. “I don’t mix business with pleasure,” she whispered, breathless. “You already did,” he murmured, brushing his lips against hers again. And then it was over. She stepped back, perfectly composed, slipping her blouse back into place as if nothing had happened. Her eyes, sharp as knives, fixed him with that trademark CEO glare. “You’re not getting the job,” she said, voice ice-cold. “No?” “Leave,” she instructed, turning on her heel and walking past him. Ethan stood there, adjusting his tie, heart racing—not with regret—but with longing. Unbeknownst to him, the woman he had just shared something reckless, intimate, and unforgettable with was Olivia Hart. CEO. Power. Ice. And soon… his fate.
Ugbogure_Blessing_5083 · 1.4k Views

The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show

After an unexpected awakening, Naomi Kenway discovered she was the villainous supporting female character in a book. She took her son to participate in a parent-child variety show, only to become the heroine's complete foil. The heroine, a hardworking and kind stepmother in a wealthy family, became an internet sensation with her close partnership with her stepson. Meanwhile, Naomi Kenway was lazy and selfish. Not only did she neglect her child, leaving him unkempt, but she was also doxxed by the entire internet for casually hitting and scolding him, earning the title of "the most malicious mother in history." After the variety show ended, Naomi Kenway was forced to divorce her wealthy husband and ended up living under a bridge. Her own son, due to childhood trauma, developed depression and committed suicide by jumping off a building in the prime of his life at eighteen. To prevent this tragedy from happening, she decided to strive desperately to be a good mother. During the recording of "My Super Mom": In a cooking competition, while everyone praised the heroine's delicious braised pork, Naomi Kenway glanced at it and calmly said, "Excessive fat intake is not good for a child's digestion." She then handed her son a nutritious meal, perfect in color, aroma, and taste, that she had practiced making for days. In a boating competition, the heroine took beautiful selfies with her stepson and posted them on Weibo. Naomi Kenway, because her son mentioned wanting to eat seafood, spent the entire afternoon diving into the sea to catch some. ... Some netizens questioned that Naomi Kenway was putting on too much of a show, using her son as a pitiable tool to build up her persona. But they were soon countered by the "pitiable tool" himself: "My mom is the best mom in the world!" Only then did the netizens realize that the introverted and sensitive little boy had gradually become cheerful and lively. Regarding Naomi Kenway's transformation, the other guests complained endlessly. They had originally come to enjoy life, but now they had to wake up at five every morning to cook for their children, or else they would be unfavorably compared to her by netizens. In response, the guests all shouted at Naomi Kenway: "Please stop being so competitive!"
Meow Has Become a Spirit · 261.7k Views

Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!

Mr. Qi has a daughter! Whatever she says seems to come true. If she says it won’t rain, the skies stay dry. If she says it won’t be windy, not a breeze stirs. Her words feel almost magical. One day, Manbao spots ants moving their nest. “Grandpa, it’s going to rain!” she announces. Mr. Qi Sr. shakes his head. “Manbao, my dear, it’s harvest time. It shouldn’t rain.” Manbao pouts. “Fine then, I’ll go talk to Grandpa Jade Emperor.” Sure enough, on harvest day the sky darkens, thunder rumbles, and lightning cracks—but not a single drop of rain falls. Later, when it’s time to sell the grain, Manbao tugs at Grandma’s sleeve. “Grandma, don’t sell it. We’ll need it for the journey.” “The journey?” The Qi family is puzzled. Manbao tilts her head. “Yes… a journey. Many people will be traveling together, dressed in rags, as thin as firewood sticks.” “Wait—fleeing famine?!” The Qi family is stunned. How could famine come when life seems so good? The thought is terrifying. But when the time comes and they really do have to flee, the Qi family discovers… Running from famine with Manbao isn’t so bad after all! “Why does the Qi family always have meat in their pot?” Villager A sniffs the air. “I heard rabbits throw themselves right into Manbao’s arms,” Villager B whispers enviously. “If only my family had a Manbao too…” The Qi family can only roll their eyes. “Dream on.” Meanwhile, Manbao happily munches on a rabbit leg, her cheeks smeared with grease. “Heehee! Heavenly Grandpa said I’m still growing. If I don’t eat well, I’ll never get tall!”
Lucky Cat · 370.7k Views

Love Left Under the Moon’s Shadow

On a night when the full moon burned brightly over Seoul, Kang Taejun....the undefeated racing champion and heir to Kang Motors...lost control of his car after a sudden brake failure at the Yongin circuit. At that very same moment, in a small apartment in Mapo, twenty-year-old sculpture student Han Seoah was holding her dying black cat, Bam, in her trembling arms. The instant Taejun’s heart stopped, his wandering soul was drawn into the lifeless body of Bam. The black cat opened its eyes again....no longer with the innocence of an animal, but with the sharp, awakened gaze of a man who once stood at the peak of fame. Taejun soon realizes his human body remains in a coma, and that the crash may have been no accident, but a calculated move in a ruthless family power struggle. Han Seoah begins to notice that Bam has changed. He refuses cat food, watches racing broadcasts with intense focus, and even scratches the name “Kang Taejun” into the clay in her studio. As Han Seoah searches for answers, she is drawn into the dark secrets of the Kang family, while unseen enemies work to erase the truth. Trapped inside a fragile feline body, Taejun experiences a world far removed from roaring engines and flashing cameras, a quiet life filled with the scent of clay, plaster-stained hands, and the warmth of a small, imperfect home. Under the moonlight spilling into her studio, Han Seoah whispers that if Bam were human, she would have fallen in love with him already, words that stir something unfamiliar in Taejun’s guarded heart. As the truth edges closer to exposure, Taejun feels his soul being pulled back toward his comatose body. He must choose: awaken to reclaim his name, power, and vengeance, or abandon it all to remain by Han Seoah ’s side as a black cat beneath the same moon that bound their fates together. For on that night when the moon shone too brightly, the champion fell… and a love beyond status and flesh quietly began.
BennettS · 943 Views