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DISCONTINUED ❦𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃❦ ❝ 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 ❞ he instructed as I felt myself pool on the inside of my leg. My eyes widened at his dominance but my pussy submitted, throbbing with need. _ 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓 has the life that everyone desires: she is wealthy, alluring, and has a successful career. However, none of these things were important to her. All she ever wanted was for her mother to be back in her life and for a man to truly love and cherish her for who she is. 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 is a bloodthirsty Italian Mafia Don who takes delight in seeing people cower in dread of him. He does not exhibit any weaknesses or fears, displays no emotion, and most definitely does not express love, and he has no intention of doing so. But what happens when, a few months after first seeing one another at a club and spending the night together, he finds her comatose in a shadowy alleyway and, later that evening, learns shocking news that will alter his life forever? (Read tags beforehand)

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

✓ COMPLETED ✓ Started: 16th OCT 2020 Finished: 14th FEB 2021 EDITING! Finally out of the orphanage, Arabella needs to find a job with a good pay that she'll be able to provide for herself. When young Italian millionaire, Vincenzo Varallo hires her to be his personal assistant she has to try and ignore his charms to focus on her job as well as find out where she came from. *+*+* "Mr Varallo," I begin slowly. "Our relationship is supposed to be strictly professional." I protest pushing his body away from mine but that just seemed to make him want to come closer. "I'm your boss, right?" He asks, bringing his lips closer to mine. I nod my head only because I'm afraid a squeak may exit my mouth. "Then I order you to go on your knees and suck." He smirks. *+*+* #1 Explicitlanguage - 13|01|21 #1 Don 24|02|21 #1 Darkromance 01|03|21 #1 Mob - 06|03|21 #2 Gắng - 11|04|21 #2 Hate - 22|04|21 #2 Boyxgirl - 23|04|21 #1 Lust - 27|04|21 #1 Gắng - 18|07|21

"let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck. "what are you talking about?" I whisper. "like how I show no mercy when killing someone. I can also show no mercy in bed. you're not sensitive, so you should be able to take the degrading. right, Tesoro?" he asks, i nod. "you know it's not true though. you know I love and cherish you, beautiful," he says slowly. "right?" "mhm." I nod. Mateo slowly starts speeding up his thumb, on my clit. "right. now I know, my Tesoro isn't so vanilla and innocent. So tell me, love. do you have any kinks?" the question catches me off guard. do I? "ya," I mumble. "I want you to list them," he whispers, I can hear the smirk on his face. "bondage, CNC- shit- dirty talk, uh-um, choking, degrading, stimulation. fuck i can't think," I mumble. "you've said my favourites, but have you ever heard of darcyphilia?" he asks, slowly entering his finger again. "n-no." I stutter. "well, I want to fuck you, overstimulate you, edge you, until you're in tears, chanting your safe word." _________________________________ ⚠️ I WON'T CONSIDER THIS BDSM, BUT IT DOES CONTAIN HEAVY SMUT⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK DOES NOT PROMOTE TEEN PREGNANCY⚠️ ⚠️EVERYTHING OTHER THEN THE MAFIA CULTURE AND RACIAL CULTURES ARE FICTION⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS CONSIDERED 18+ BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT... I AIN'T YOUR PARENT. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU⚠️ ⚠️YES THE GIRL IS ON BIRTH CONTROL FROM THE GET-GO⚠️

#1 in Latin 2020 #1 in stripper 4/03/20 #4 in Mafia 3/27/20 #3 in German 4/19/20 {Guns Over Roses #1} 18+ Before her, he was fearless , someone mothers warned you about, he was death itself in human form but of course he was the King. Her heels kissed the floor with every step she took. Slowly how her long melanin legs worked themselves on walking closer to me. "Is that all you need sir ?" Her full plump lips just ready for me to attack. "Sir?" "I need one more thing before you go." Her innocent eyes looked me straight down to my soul but Whew she wasn't so innocent at all. She was a vixen to be tamed. "And that is?" I didn't even realized what I was doing until I felt her smooth skin against my hand as I slowly stroke her cheek. Them lust full eyes roaming my every move. "Strip for me." |THIS IS NOT A BDSM BOOK| Slow updates

• 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻, 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂• || MATURE CONTENT 18+|| In which a twenty years old broken girl sets her eyes on a married man. She always gets what she wants And right now, she wants 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Started: 25.10.2020 Finished: 15.04.2021 Amazing cover by: @nataliag2020 ♣️ Top ranking: ♣️ #1 in lust #1 in affair #1 in olderguy #1 in married man #1 in passion #1 in sin #1in age-gap #1 in mature

| 18+ | Completed | • • • "Did you wax that p*ssy for me? Make it nice and smooth?" • • • River Ballas has a talent for one thing: Cooking. Well two things, if you count harboring a secret fixation on someone- a talent. Vance Lawson was her secret. Her roommate's cold and asshole-ish older brother was not supposed to be in her mind as she laid in bed at night, wondering how skilled his hands really are. And he - definitely - wasn't supposed to be on her culinary school schedule listed as the teacher in room D32.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes,

[UNEDITED] "So the basis of the arrangement is I will pay for your last three years of medical school, pay you a generous monthly stipend and help you get into UW's internal residency program in exchange for-" "-Sex" I cut him off frankly. "Sex?" He chuckled, shaking his head "does it look like I have trouble getting laid? No not sex. To marry me, purely for appearances of course" A blank stare flashed across my face, "I'm sorry, what?" ••• It's a classic tale with a whole new twist. He's the boy who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and she's the girl who doesn't put up with anyone's shit. So naturally, he wants the one thing he can't have, her. Lennox is an aspiring oncologist by day, and a freelance escort by night. Medical school is expensive, and as a young woman in her prime she would be garnering her fair-share of one night stands anyways. Might as well turn a profit. Beckham, your typical reckless trust-fund baby. A playboy, a hothead, an all-around hot mess. He needs to grow up, or he risks losing everything. As the heir to an internationally acclaimed company marrying a doctor would be the perfect way to bring legitimacy not only to his reputation but his secure his place as CEO. There's a thousand reasons it could all go wrong, but what if by some strange stroke of luck... It all goes right? [WARNING: Story contains sexually explicit content and may not be suitable for those under the age of 18.] 12/15/20: RANKED #1 under BWWM 12/30/20: RANKED #1 under Scandalous 2/22/21: RANKED #8 under Black Girl 3/4/2021 & 3/30/21: RANKED #1 under Interracial Romance