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Mafia's First LOVE

Mafia's First LOVE

"Please don't do this. You will regret it." He cried loudly as I threw him on the bed and hovered above him. He was struggling to free himself from my cage but couldn't as his legs and hands were tied to the ropes. "This beauty is under me; I would love to ruin it." I caressed his cheek with my knuckles and then travelled my fingers to his neck and then to his collarbone. I held his shirt and pulled it with such force that it got torn, and his naked chest was visible to me. I smirked at my sight and attacked his collarbone. "Ahhhh..." He screamed and then cried, "Please leave me." I was biting and licking his collarbone, and he was crying continuously and trying to stop me by moving himself. "Slap". I got irritated, and slapped him, and said angrily, "If you spoil my mood, then someone else will suffer the punishment for your mistake." Hearing me, his eyes widened. He turned his head to one side and pursed his lips to stop his crying sound. I chuckled at my win and then leaned against his chest. ************************************** Alex Kelly (AK) is the smoking hot CEO of a very big company who is ruthless and heartless. He is also a mafia king who has no emotion left in his heart, and very few people know about it as no one has seen him as a mafia boss. He is known by his name, Mafia King AK. He is a devil in human form. He has only one aim in life: revenge by killing the man and his family who killed his parents. He doesn't believe in love; for him, love makes humans weak. Steve Martin is a doctor and works as a general surgeon in the biggest hospital in the city. He is sweet, kind, and full of positive vibes. He has never dated anyone, first because of his studies and now because of his job. He hates the mafia because of his past and never wants to encounter them in life. He left his family and lived his life by himself. But what will happen when he catches the eye of the mafia? What will happen when the mafia wants him at any cost? And when will his past stand with a sword at his throat? Will he be able to survive the upcoming danger and find his love?
Beyond Betrayal: Her Game Begins

Beyond Betrayal: Her Game Begins

The rain lashed against my office windows, a sudden storm mirroring the chaos that erupted when Dr. Chen' s call came, breathlessly telling me, "It's David." My husband, David, was in an accident, and when I arrived at the hospital, the world shattered-he was holding another woman's hand, looking at me with cold, polite confusion. "Can I help you?" he asked, as she, his executive assistant, Chloe, tightened her grip on his hand, a triumphant flicker in her eyes. He then scoffed when I told him I was his wife of ten years, declaring, "Chloe is my girlfriend," dismissing me as "crazy" when I listed our shared memories, our dog, our wedding. He even compared being married to me to being "a piece of sensible, well-designed, but ultimately unexciting furniture," a crushing blow that twisted every cherished moment of our life into a lie. Then, the final, undeniable proof came: a video of David and Chloe, intimate in our bed, sent by Chloe herself, a trophy of her victory, after he refused to help my ailing mother. The last ounce of love I had for David died, replaced by a cold, sharp resolve. I called Mark, David's estranged best friend and an investigative journalist, who had looked at me with aching worry in the wake of David's betrayal. I was Sarah Miller, celebrated architect, and David Thompson had just made the biggest mistake of his manipulative life. I was done being the victim. It was time to play his game.
Hidden Connections: Love's Secret Bonds

Hidden Connections: Love's Secret Bonds

Cally, a heartbroken girl seeking solace from her cheating ex-boyfriend, finds herself working at Star Cafe. There, she encounters Jj, a playful guy who teases her and tells jokes to lift her spirits. Despite Jj having a girlfriend, he continues to flirt with Cally in a lighthearted manner. Months pass, and Cally, against her better judgment, falls for Jj, even though she scolds him to stop his playful advances. Unbeknownst to others, Cally and Jj share a hidden connection, texting and meeting in secret whenever Jj is not with his girlfriend. However, their clandestine affair takes a turn when Jj's girlfriend, Trina, discovers their relationship. An intense argument between Trina and Cally follows, leading Cally to realize her mistake and apologize to Trina sincerely. Surprisingly, Trina forgives her and extends her support, feeling an unexplainable urge to protect Cally. Jj and Trina reconcile, but Trina and Cally maintain their secret friendship, as Trina fears that Jj's ego might be affected if he found out. Cally finds a new boyfriend and experiences a healthy relationship, while Trina and Cally continue to communicate without Jj's knowledge. However, as time passes, Trina grows weary of her relationship with Jj, and they eventually break up. Shortly after, Cally's new relationship also crumbles when her ex-boyfriend is caught cheating with his former flame. Trina and Cally become pillars of support for each other during this trying time. However, Trina's feelings for Cally become increasingly complicated. She longs for something more than friendship but is apprehensive due to societal expectations and the complexities of their same-gender relationship.
My Bitter Brew: A CEO's Regret

My Bitter Brew: A CEO's Regret

For seven years, I poured my life into Artisan Ales, brewing the beer that built our empire, secretly married to its co-founder and CEO, Chloe. Tonight, at our success party, I expected her to finally announce us, our shared journey, our partnership. Instead, she introduced a fresh-faced intern, Liam, giving him full credit for my life' s work-my signature IPA-and beaming as he winked at her, publicly erasing me from our story. My stomach clenched as applause erupted, not for us, but for Chloe and her new "power duo" with Liam. Later, as she fretted over Liam's fake migraine, Chloe tossed me a cheap, flimsy watch-a pathetic imitation of the expensive one she bought him-an insult that cut deeper than any public slight. "Don't be dramatic," she sighed, dismissing our secret marriage as an inconvenience, solidifying her betrayal. How could the woman who promised "us" and believed in my beer, now treat me like an obsolete relic, a disposable part of her ruthless ambition? The overwhelming feeling wasn't anger, but a hollow, cold emptiness where our shared dreams used to be, replaced by a bitter taste of ash. As the cheap watch ticked, reminding me of my worth in her eyes, a new, chilling resolve set in: I would not just leave, I would reclaim everything that was truly mine. Picking up my phone, I dialed the only other person who truly valued my craft, prepared to cut the cord, not just from the company, but from Chloe for good.
Second Choice, Shattered Heart

Second Choice, Shattered Heart

The fire alarm shrieked, thick smoke burning my eyes. My heart hammered as I stumbled through the haze, calling for Liam. I finally saw him, but he wasn' t alone. He was carrying Chloe Jenkins, his childhood friend, rushing out the door without a single glance back at me, leaving me in our burning apartment. A neighbor pulled me out, and on the street, I watched Liam fuss over Chloe, who had a sprained ankle. When he finally noticed me, he walked over, a mask of concern on his face. "Ava, are you okay? I was so worried." His best friend, Ben, jogged over, clapping Liam on the shoulder. "Good thing you got Chloe out. You' re strong, Ava. Chloe needed him." They talked about me as if I wasn't there, dismissing my fear, my life. "I'm not okay," I said, my voice dangerously quiet. Liam' s face tensed. "What do you mean? You're safe. I made sure Chloe was safe because she was injured. It was a logical decision." "A logical decision?" I repeated, disbelief washing over me. "I was in there, Liam. In our home. You ran right past me." "Ava, don't be dramatic," Ben cut in. "He did the responsible thing." I discovered this wasn't an isolated incident. My own cherished items, once dismissed as "overpriced" by Liam, found their way into Chloe' s hands-a bittersweet realization that I was always his second choice, a convenient placeholder. All those years, I had convinced myself his emotional distance was just his personality. I was wrong. My heart shattered as I pieced together the truth. I was never his first choice; I was just the girl he settled for after Chloe rejected him. I was a consolation prize. "We are over, Liam," I declared, my voice raw with years of suppressed pain, throwing a glass of water in his face. "It was never about the fire. The fire was just the moment I finally opened my eyes. It's about the years of lies. It's about you letting me believe I was loved when I was just... convenient." I walked away, leaving my old life in a puddle on the floor, determined to build a new one, alone.