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It all started with a contract signed by him, then by me, while our families watched. While my father sat silent, a man defeated, giving his daughter to the Benedetti monsters. I obeyed. I played my part. I signed my name and gave away my life. I became their living, breathing trophy, a constant symbol of their power over us. That was five years ago. Then came the time for him to claim me. For Salvatore Benedetti to own me. I had vowed vengeance. I had learned hate. And yet, nothing could have prepared me for the man who now ruled my life. I expected a monster, one I would destroy. But nothing is ever black or white. No one is either good or evil. For all his darkness, I saw his light. For all his evil, I saw his good. As much as he made me hate him, a passion hotter than the fires of hell burned inside me. I was his, and he was mine. My very own monster.

A teenage girl targets the mafia boss and charingly lures him in. No one dares to reject the Principessa, so she always gets what she desires. ....... However, if they are unable to provide her with the desired item, she takes matters into her own hands. Camila, who is 19 years old, possesses beauty, sweetness, and exudes innocence. Camila is additionally spoiled, manipulative, and bratty. ................What occurs when she is sent to reside with La Famigilia following the death of her own family? She desires the one man who is out of her reach. The man who will be responsible for her. The man is willing to fulfill her desires but also refuses to be with her. However, being the brat she is, she refuses to listen.

CRACK. Daniel landed a clean punch right to Leo's jaw. I gasped, hand flying to my mouth, but internally? Oh god, that was satisfying to watch. Ally and I latched onto each other, giggling like schoolgirls, and took this as our cue to GTFO. We bolted from the VIP section, dodging security and weaving through the crowd until we reached the DJ stage. The bass rattled my bones, the lights flashing in dizzying neon colors. Ally clutched my arm. "What the hell did you say to that guy, Daniel?" I burst into laughter, now fully slurring. "I told him that Leo was my obsessive ex. That I had a restraining order against him, and he wouldn't leave me alone." Ally's jaw hit the floor. "Celeste. YOU DIDN'T." I grinned wickedly. "I did. And then I told him if he protected me, he could have me all night long." Ally full-on SCREAMED, grabbing my shoulders. "You evil little genius." We howled with laughter, ignoring the chaos happening behind us. The VIP section was in full-blown war mode, but us? We were thriving. Dancing, spinning, arms in the air, riding the high of the night. We climbed onto one of the podiums, bodies moving with the music, our dresses clinging to our curves. We were reckless. We were untouchable. Until we weren't. One second, I was basking in my freedom. The next, a pair of strong hands gripped my thighs, and before I could react-I was THROWN over someone's shoulder. Everything tilted. My stomach lurched. I shrieked, pounding my fists against a broad, muscular back. "WHAT THE FUCK-PUT ME DOWN!" I twisted my head, and even through my blurred, drunken vision, I knew exactly who had me. Leo. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Celeste never wanted this life. She never wanted the weight of her family's name, the blood-stained legacy, or the ruthless enemies lurking in the shadows. And she sure as hell never wanted to marry Leonidas Astor-the man who once meant everything to her as a child, until he turned her world into a nightmare. Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, Celeste and Leo are bound by an inescapable contract, tangled in a web of power, revenge, and deadly secrets. But when Celeste uncovers a chilling truth-one that shatters the foundation of their hatred-she realizes she's been fighting the wrong enemy all along. The real monster has been hiding in plain sight. And now, both of them are running out of time. With danger closing in and betrayals lurking around every corner, Celeste must decide: Can she trust the man who ruined her life? Or will this marriage be the beginning of her downfall? Vows were made. Lies were told. And in a world where love and money are weapons, Celeste is about to find out just how deadly it can be.

Marianna Kingwicke lived for love, and died because of it. Betrayed by those she trusted most, her life ended in pain, her justice unserved. But death wasn't the end. Given a second chance, she awakens in a world that's colder, crueler, and far more dangerous. This time, she won't make the same mistake: love no one, trust even less, and destroy the ones who destroyed her. But fate has other plans. Trapped in an arranged marriage to Vincenzo Lombardo, the second heir of a ruthless mafia empire, Marianna is forced into the lion's den. Her instincts scream that he's part of the threat. Her heart? It's slowly forgetting the rules. Because Vincenzo isn't what she expected. Under his cold exterior lies a man shackled by his own demons and drawn to the woman who threatens everything he's built. Haunted by their pasts and hunted by enemies in the shadows, Marianna and Vincenzo must decide. Will they fight each other or the forces determined to destroy them both? In a world of blood ties and broken vows, revenge has a price. And love? It might be the most dangerous game of all.

"You're in my house, in my space, under my roof-" "And somehow still not under you. Must be killing you." Anya Petrova doesn't belong in a Manhattan penthouse. She's a preschool teacher, a single mom, and a woman who's worked too hard to be bossed around by billionaires in designer suits. But when her estranged, obscenely wealthy biological father dies, his will changes everything. Suddenly, Anya is promised a $28 million inheritance-on one impossible condition: She has to live for one year under the same roof as her cold, arrogant half-brother, Dimitri Volkov. There's just one problem. They've met before. Five years ago, at a masquerade gala, she shared one unforgettable, anonymous night with a magnetic stranger. No names. No rules. Just raw heat and stolen whispers. Then she disappeared before dawn... and discovered she was pregnant. Now, the man she never stopped thinking about is staring at her across a dining room table, wearing a tailored suit, and calling her "Miss Petrova." And he has no idea the little girl drawing on his marble floors is his. Dimitri Volkov doesn't make mistakes. He builds empires, buries enemies, and doesn't believe in fairy tales. But Anya-mouthy, maddening, maddeningly familiar-has a way of cracking his control. She challenges him. Tempts him. Wakes something dangerous inside him. He's not sure if he wants to claim her-or destroy her. But in a penthouse full of secrets, power plays, and shared beds... the line between hate and hunger gets very, very thin. And when the truth finally comes out? There'll be no turning back.

"Don't keep mute, Amoretto. Let me hear you scream!" "Oh, fuck me more daddy!" I cried, his cock was doing more than expected to me but I never wanted him to stop. **** Amelia's life spiraled into misery when she got caught in the webs of slavery by the ruthless mafia Don, Alessandro DeMarco. As a punishment for trying to infiltrate his mafia organisation, he made her his slave and she was bound to work for him forever. Amelia struggled with the pain of betrayal and mistrust. Her boyfriend, who claimed to love her led her into the webs of destruction and even betrayed her when he ought to stand in for her. Amelia accepted her fate and agreed to work for the Don but as she continued to work for him as a loyal servant, she remained his assets; one bound forever to the Deadly mafia Don. What happens when love trips in? Will Alessandro be able to control his feelings for her? Will Amelia suppress the urge to keep spreading her legs for the Mafia Don as he always made her wet!