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Possession and Obsession

Possession and Obsession

"Pick up the gun, Valentina." Her fingers trembled, blood splattered across her silk dress. The metallic scent of death curled in her nose. She shook her head violently. "I won't- please don't make me do this again" Dominic's grip was brutal as he shoved the gun into her palm. "You don't get to say no. Pull the damn trigger." The man kneeling before her sobbed, pleading for mercy. But in this world, mercy is weakness. "If you don't kill him, I will. And then you'll watch as I paint these walls with your family's blood next." Her breath hitched. She pulled the trigger. Valentina Moretti was born into power but raised in ignorance. Kept clean, untouched, and ready by a father whose only use of her was to trade her. Now, she's been gifted to Dominic Caruso, the cold, merciless heir of the most feared Mafia family in the country. A man who bathes in blood, thrives in destruction, and holds no regard for the fragile woman forced into his bed. She was supposed to be a treaty, a way to end a war before it began. But in Dominic's world, peace is just a pretty word whispered by cowards. "You are mine, Valentina. Your body. Your mind. Your soul." "I will never be yours." His smirk was a blade across her throat. "Oh, sweetheart... you already are." She thought she could escape. She thought she could survive him. She was wrong. This is not a love story. This is survival. And Valentina's only options are to kneel... or bleed.
Her Tormentor ( Sinfully his.)

Her Tormentor ( Sinfully his.)

Take her." " Aunt!" A horrified gasp followed. " Do you mean it ?" A deep gruffly voice questioned. His voice was dripping with malice and beneath his eyes he gazed at the girl figure mostly on her bra straps and her ass slightly shot out. What if the deal you made turned into an unimaginable mistake beyond your control?. Several deals can be made in life , but one can either change or ruin your life . . Ixora was sold as a commodity to loan shark. No she was replaced with the debts of her greedy and wicked Aunt , Clarice . She was sold as a toy. Not knowing whose master to serve . Ixora found herself in the most dangerous clan in Spain as a sex toy. A toy that warms it's master bed and satisfy its master primal urges. A toy the master discard however and whenever he likes. A toy with no say or doing. Mafia's are everywhere , dangerous and wealthy. They own everything. Money , wealth , power belongs to them. They were dreaded so much that normal peasants like Adrianna never wanted to come across with them.. But Ixora ended up as a sex toy in a devil harem . The most dangerous harem in the whole of Spain. How did she end up this way? . Why is fate so cruel to her. At the age of twenty she is being sold out as a sex toy and worse , on her birthday!!!! ~ Hades Kings , the most dangerous Mafia Don in Spain. The King of Mafia's heirs. He is ruthless than the devil himself. His jawline line sharp and well chiseled , his features irresistibly seductive. It can break every wall of your resistance and his dark gray eyes that carried so much power within them . Hades who we call DIABLO [ DEVIL] , A SADISTIC AND CRUEL PSYCHOPATH Hades King is the leader of Kings empire , Kings Villa , Kings airline , King's brewery, King's publishing house , King's foodies a popularly know global restaurant and various more companies you can imagine. He got wealth at his feet and power in his grasp. Women's flooded themselves around him shamelessly . The men looked unto him with envy. But Hades has a dark past. One that hadn't been noticed by anyone yet and he is not ready to share it with anyone. IN HIS WORLD, WHERE, : El amo es traición (LOVE IS TREASON~) El cariño es quinididad (AFFECTION IS INQUITY~) La devoción es mortal (DEVOTION IS DEADLY ~) Hades got entangled with all these .
His Stolen Kiss, Her Lethal Cure

His Stolen Kiss, Her Lethal Cure

Elia was an orphan from the rust belt, taken in by the wealthy Chapman family in New York. To them, she was just a shameful charity case. The parents shoved her into a dusty storage closet, treating their other daughter Geri like a delicate princess, and mocked Elia as uneducated trash. When Elia secured her own admission to Manhattan Elite Prep, Geri's jealousy turned vicious. Geri orchestrated a massive smear campaign, posting anonymously on the school forum that Elia was a violent dropout who sold her body to a sugar daddy to pay tuition. In the cafeteria, the school's elite dumped dirty milk on Elia's food. They called her a whore and told her to go back to the streets, while Geri watched from afar with a victorious, innocent smile. They thought she was just a helpless stray dog who would easily break under their high-society cruelty. They had no idea she was actually "L", the dark web's most feared hacker, and "The Surgeon", a genius medical anomaly. They also didn't know she was currently tracking a dying Wall Street billionaire who had stolen her only necklace in a dark alley. What made these arrogant rich kids think they could destroy a girl who played with international firewalls for fun? Instead of crying, Elia calmly pulled out her phone. Within seconds, she breached the school's server, locking every screen in the building onto a blood-red skull. As Geri's own recorded voice plotting the fake rumors blasted through the PA system, Elia grabbed her bag, stepping back into the shadows to reclaim what was hers.
Tempted By The Don

Tempted By The Don

This story is set in the ancient heart of Calabria, where love, betrayal, and vengeance take place. Dr. Talana Fabrizio, a brilliant, beautiful medical doctor, chose this life for herself, believing that through medicine she could heal people Just after she started working at the hospital, Talana experiences her first death. That of her mother. Rosalina Fabrizio. Natural causes after a car accident? Or was it? This didn't just leave scars, it awakened something buried deep inside. A something that only those in the underworld could explain. At the center of her family's ruin is Drake de Marco, a man whose wealth and influence are only outmatched by his cruelty. Her own father and stepmother, drowning in alcohol and gambling debts, try to sell her out to him, and De Marco wanted only one thing in return for bailing them out: Talana, whether she agreed or not. Her freedom was the price. And the cost was her soul, but it didn't stop there, more underhanded tactics were at play and Talana Fabrizio was about to uncover why her mother really died, no matter what it cost her. In all of this Talana learns of a side to her family that she never knew, aside that makes her stronger, more powerful and a queen in her own right. The Dona of the Sanchiano family. Don Roberto Sanchiano the head of the sanchiano regime, alongside him stands his adoptive son Mariano Sanchiano, Roberto's right hand. Will Talana embrace the truth about her mother's family? Massimo Morrelli, the Don of the Morelli family, determined to stand by Talana Fabrizio at any cost. Massimo has been in love with Talana since before all this began. Promised to him by her grandfather, but will Talana accept this fate or will she carve her own path in love? Will Massimo get a chance to make her full in love with him before she finds out the truth? Will Talana manage to bring it all down, and rebuild from scratch or will she, herself get burnt? Mafia ties run deeper than we all know. Talana is now not just bound by blood but those ties bind forever.
His Unwanted Wife: The True Mafia Queen

His Unwanted Wife: The True Mafia Queen

I was forced into an arranged marriage with Jacob Collins, the newly minted, ruthless Don of the New York Mafia. But on our wedding night, he didn't even spare me a glance, abandoning me for his underground military base and leaving me to the wolves of his family. His relatives immediately tried to lock me away under house arrest. His grandmother plotted to poison my food, while his beloved mistress, Kiana, paraded around the estate like she owned his throne. They all thought I was just a pampered, weak political pawn sent to be slaughtered, laughing as they planned to replace me with a pureblood heir. They were dead wrong. I wasn't a fragile victim; I was a Golden. With a few calculated moves, I seized absolute control of the estate, stripped the elders of their power, and forced his arrogant mistress to her knees. "You jealous, insane bitch!" Kiana shrieked, drawing a poisoned micro-blade on me right in the middle of the family banquet. Everyone held their breath as Jacob stormed into the opulent room, fully expecting the terrifying Don to slaughter me for daring to touch his favorite pet. Instead, he stripped her of her title and ordered his soldiers to drag her out into the freezing night. Then, in the dead silence of the bloodstained parlor, his fathomless black eyes bypassed his entire family and locked onto mine. For the first time since our wedding, my husband was coming to my bed.
Betrayed By Him: Marrying The Mafia Ghost

Betrayed By Him: Marrying The Mafia Ghost

I had been locked in a freezing cellar for three days, starving and waiting for my husband, Marco, to save me. Instead, the iron door opened to reveal his mistress holding a toddler with Marco's exact face. Marco wasn't sterile like he had claimed for years. He just wanted my De Luca family trust funds. With my husband watching coldly, his mistress and a corrupt doctor pinned me to the concrete floor. "We're going to carve you up until you're unrecognizable, then throw you in the lake," she laughed. The most chilling part wasn't the affair. It was the realization that my mother-in-law, the mafia matriarch I had served faithfully for three years, had personally signed my death warrant to save their crumbling empire. The scalpel sliced deep into my cheek, permanently destroying my face as warm blood poured down my neck. I had given them everything. I used my family's money to pay off his secret gambling debts and endured endless insults about being a barren wife, only to realize the entire family viewed me as nothing but a pig to be slaughtered for cash. In the suffocating darkness, I didn't pray for mercy. I swore a blood oath. I didn't die in that cellar. Saved by a legendary rival boss, I stood outside the Falcone estate three weeks later. I pushed open the heavy oak doors to my own memorial service, the jagged red scar on my face silencing the hall. "I'm afraid your plans to inherit my estate will have to be postponed," I smiled at my terrified husband.