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At the Heart of the Mafia
Mafia Under the gaze of a fallen mafia, Elvie, a young woman with a troubled past and victim of a brutal ex, seeks to rebuild her life. Working as an assistant in the villa of the Corleone, an influential crime family, she tries to avoid conflict with the three Corleone brothers, all as dangerous as each other.
But everything changes when Adriano, the eldest brother and heir, breaks his arranged engagement to embrace the war between enemy families and must quickly remarry. Cold and calculating, he sees Elvie as a simple piece in his game. For her, he is just another nightmare to flee. But as they interact, appearances crumble and unexpected bonds are forged.
As her ex resurfaces, Elvie will have to choose between her new life, her secrets and the growing violence that threatens everything she has rebuilt. "The Shadow of the Billionaire"
Billionaires Alice's life has been devastated by the betrayal of those she believed to be her allies. Five years ago, her fiancé, in the grip of a professional failure, convinced her to sacrifice her dreams to help him get back on his feet. But her best friend, hungry for glory and power, made a decision that would change their friendship forever, by secretly becoming a surrogate mother. When Alice's fiancé, now at the top of his career, left her, claiming that she no longer met his expectations, Alice, broken, accepted the proposal of the mysterious billionaire, Gabriel Hartman. Known for his coldness and indifference, Gabriel seemed to offer Alice an escape. What she didn't know was that he was the one who had orchestrated her best friend's request for maternity...
But what if everything she thought she knew was just a decoy? What if, deep down, the price of her redemption is much higher than she imagined?
Can the truth really mend broken hearts, or will secrets destroy everything in their path? When She Becomes Unattainable
Billionaires Lara Sanders and Ethan Cole had been together for five years, but Lara had never been his priority. Ethan, obsessed with his work, did not see the soul of the woman he had married. Lara had tried to rekindle the flame, but in vain. She had had enough. One day, she left everything: the house, the promises, and Ethan.
Years later, Lara reappears. She has become a successful entrepreneur, an icon of the business world, and no one recognizes her anymore as the fragile young woman she once was. Far from the shy and discreet Lara, she is now a queen of industry, admired and respected.
At a public event, a journalist asks her: "Lara, you are the most influential businesswoman of the moment. What is the key to your success?"
Lara, with a mysterious smile, answers: "Never let a man define you. Take charge of your life. »
The next day, to everyone's surprise, Ethan appears at Lara's door. The man she thought had been forgotten, who had let her go without a glance, returns with a surprising proposition: "Lara, I made a mistake. Can we start all over again... Together?" Contract with a Billionaire
Billionaires
Lyana Solhart, a young woman from a cruel and manipulative family, is forced to marry a man she despises: a ruthless and domineering billionaire, Draven Blackthorn. Having grown up in a hostile environment where she was always underestimated and humiliated, Lyana has learned to hide her true strength and survive in the shadows.
Draven, a man known for his immeasurable wealth, his icy charisma and his ruthless methods, agrees to this marriage for an obscure reason, but one thing is clear: he considers her insignificant. However, behind his cold and calculated exterior, he hides deep wounds and a dangerous secret.
As Lyana is thrown into a world of dizzying luxury, family rivalries and power plays, she begins to discover that Draven is not the man he claims to be. Why did he really choose her, a woman everyone despises? What role does this mysterious contract play that he seems willing to do anything to protect?
Gradually, the tension between them turns into a fierce attraction, but the shadows of Draven's past and the intrigues surrounding their marriage catch up with them. When Lyana uncovers a plot to destroy them both, she must decide: run away and protect her heart or stay and risk her life for a man who could be as much her salvation as her downfall.
But is Draven really trustworthy? What truths does he hide behind his icy gaze and crooked smiles? Can Lyana survive in a world where every smile hides a dagger, and every ally could be a traitor? The Alpha's accomplice
Werewolf Born to a legendary werewolf father and a human mother with a mysterious past, Lyra Blackwood has never embraced her true nature. Deprived of the transformation that would connect her to her pack, she has always felt a deep disconnect with those around her. At 18, determined to escape this heavy reality, Lyra leaves her territory to study abroad, in the hope of finding answers to her difference.
But when Lyra returns five years later, everything has changed. The pack is under the control of a new Alpha, Kael Stormborn, a wolf as young as he is fearsome, whose steely gaze seems to pierce her soul. Why does this Alpha, known for his coldness and ruthless authority, suddenly seem obsessed with Lyra? And what secrets does he hide about his family's past?
Things get even more complicated when her childhood friend, Elias Moonshade, resurfaces. Elias, once tender and protective, has become a charismatic but enigmatic wolf, ready to do anything to rekindle their broken bond. But is it true love he feels for her, or a calculated attempt to secure his place at the top of the pack hierarchy?
As Lyra is caught between two wolves with dubious intentions, strange events multiply: unexplained disappearances in the woods, terrifying dreams of a forgotten pack, and an ancient power that seems to awaken within her. Is she truly incapable of transforming, or is she linked to a force greater, more dangerous than anything the pack has ever known?
What secrets are Kael and Elias hiding? Will Lyra discover the truth about her nature before darkness descends upon them all? And most importantly, will she be able to survive the war that threatens to break out between her two suitors? Billionaire's revenge
Billionaires What happens when Italy's most powerful billionaire, Alessandro Romano, discovers that he has been duped by Viktor Petrov, a Russian businessman who extorted billions of dollars from him? How does he react when he learns that the man is dead, depriving him of any chance of revenge and getting his money back? Cold and implacable, Alessandro has never forgiven the betrayal, but could this situation push him to extremes he never imagined?
As he prepares to give up all hope of reparation, his personal detective uncovers a detail that turns everything upside down: Viktor's only daughter, Sofia. Could this young woman become his instrument of revenge? If Alessandro refuses to get attached, can he really remain indifferent to the one who has nothing to do with his father's crimes?
Will he decide to use her to recoup the debt his father owes him, despite the dark secrets and unexpected obstacles that stand in his way? And even when he discovers that she is pregnant with another man's child, is he willing to ignore this crucial detail?
As for Sofia, how far will she go to free herself from the chains of the past and escape Alessandro's machinations? And as she fights for her freedom, how far will Alessandro go to finally win her heart while satisfying his thirst for revenge?
The stakes couldn't be higher. Who will win in this dangerous game where love and betrayal intertwine?
The Alpha's Predestined Soulmate
Werewolf
Lyra Winter, a lonely young woman with a past marked by family tragedy, decides to leave her pack and travel to escape her memories. But in Spain, while she hopes to find some peace, she crosses paths with Kael Drayven, a mysterious and imposing alpha whose magnetic aura brings back emotions she thought buried.
Kael, although he is the respected leader of a powerful pack hidden in the mountains, is haunted by an ancient curse that threatens his power and his survival. When he recognizes Lyra as his true soulmate-his predestined Luna-he realizes that she could be the key to breaking the spell... or causing his downfall.
But Lyra does not want this life, nor this imposed bond. Between Kael's secrets, enemies lurking in the shadows, and her own fears, she'll have to decide if she can trust this alpha who claims to want to protect her at all costs. The Billionaire's Second Chance Heiress
Billionaires Sophia had grown up with tales and legends about the day she would meet the man who would change her life, the one she could call her soul mate. Raised in a wealthy and influential family, she believed in the power of love, the one that had united her parents in a strong and passionate marriage. But when fate confronted her with **Gabriel Blackwell**, the heir to a colossal industrial empire, reality took a very different turn.
Gabriel, destined to lead **Blackwell Enterprises**, rejected her without a moment's hesitation. He saw Sophia as a young woman too quiet, without ambition, an insignificant figure incapable of understanding the sacrifices necessary to survive in his ruthless world. **Why would he be interested in a woman he deemed so far removed from his standards?**
But what Gabriel didn't know was that Sophia was hiding a secret that could upend everything he thought he knew about her. Beneath her simple exterior lay an heiress to a long-forgotten fortune, a financial powerhouse to rival the Blackwells themselves. Sophia possessed a **unique talent**, a strategic mind inherited from generations of visionaries. Was she destined to overthrow the Blackwell empire or transform it alongside Gabriel?
After Gabriel's betrayal, Sophia remained in the shadows of her family's powerful economic network. She carved out a discreet niche for herself by focusing on charities and investing in causes the Blackwells despised. **Was this her way of protecting herself or plotting revenge?**
Fate, however, had not forgotten her. When she meets **Alexander Ford**, an enigmatic billionaire who leads the **Ford Innovations** empire, everything changes. Alexander, known for his mysterious past and connections in the most exclusive circles, seeks a woman who can understand his outsized ambitions and relentless quest for power.
But can she trust him? Is **Alexander an ally in her quest for justice against Gabriel, or a man with his own hidden motives?**
Gabriel, meanwhile, begins to realize that his decision to reject Sophia may be the biggest mistake of his life. He wages a silent war to win her back, using any means possible to regain her trust. But is **Gabriel sincere or is he simply acting to preserve his empire from the threats that Alexander poses?**
Sophia finds herself at the center of a complex triangle of power, desire, and manipulation. **Should she follow her heart or use her mind to navigate a world where loyalty is an empty word? Can she truly find a love that isn't tainted by hidden agendas?** You might like
Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles
Gavin I watched my husband sign the papers that would end our marriage while he was busy texting the woman he actually loved.
He didn't even glance at the header. He just scribbled the sharp, jagged signature that had signed death warrants for half of New York, tossed the file onto the passenger seat, and tapped his screen again.
"Done," he said, his voice devoid of emotion.
That was Dante Moretti. The Underboss. A man who could smell a lie from a mile away but couldn't see that his wife had just handed him an annulment decree disguised beneath a stack of mundane logistics reports.
For three years, I scrubbed his blood out of his shirts. I saved his family's alliance when his ex, Sofia, ran off with a civilian.
In return, he treated me like furniture.
He left me in the rain to save Sofia from a broken nail. He left me alone on my birthday to drink champagne on a yacht with her. He even handed me a glass of whiskey—her favorite drink—forgetting that I despised the taste.
I was merely a placeholder. A ghost in my own home.
So, I stopped waiting. I burned our wedding portrait in the fireplace, left my platinum ring in the ashes, and boarded a one-way flight to San Francisco.
I thought I was finally free. I thought I had escaped the cage.
But I underestimated Dante.
When he finally opened that file weeks later and realized he had signed away his wife without looking, the Reaper didn't accept defeat.
He burned down the world to find me, obsessed with reclaiming the woman he had already thrown away. Stripper's Love: I Married My Ex's Uncle
G~Aden I'm a moaning mess as Antonio slams into me from behind. His hips hit me hard, and each deep thrust sends shockwaves through my body.
My breasts bounce with every movement, my eyes roll back, and I moan his name without control. The pleasure he gives me is overwhelming-I can't hold it in.
I feel my walls tighten around his thick length. The pressure builds fast, and then-
I explode around him, my orgasm tearing through me. He groans loud and deep as he releases inside me, his hot seed spilling into me in thick pulses.
Just when I think he's done, his grip shifts. He turns me over and lays me flat on the bed. His dark eyes stare into mine for a moment, filled with raw hunger. I glance down-
He's still hard.
Before I can react, he grabs my wrists, pins me down, and pushes himself inside me again. He fills me completely. My hips rise on instinct, meeting his rhythm. Our bodies move together, locked in a wild, uncontrollable dance.
"You're fucking sweet," he groans, his voice rough and breathless.
"I can't get enough of you... not after that night, Sol," he growls, slamming into me harder. The force of his words and his thrusts make my body shake.
"Come for me," he commands, his voice low and full of heat.
And just like that, my body trembles. Waves of pleasure crash over me. I cry out, shaking with the force of my orgasm.
"Mine," he growls again, louder this time. His voice is feral, wild, like a beast claiming what belongs to him. The sound sends a shiver down my spine.
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Solene was betrayed, humiliated, and erased by Rowan Brook, the man she once called husband, Solene is left with nothing but her name and a burning hunger for revenge.
She turns to the one man powerful enough to destroy the Brooks family from within: Rowan's estranged and dangerous uncle, Antonio Rodriguez.
He's ruthless. A playboy who never sleeps with the same woman twice. But when Solene walks into his world, he doesn't just break the rules, he creates new ones just for her.
What begins as a calculated game quickly spirals into obsession, power plays, and secrets too deadly to stay buried. Because Solene isn't just anyone's ex... she's the woman they should've never underestimated.
Can she survive the price of revenge? Or will her heart become the next casualty?
And when the truth comes out, will Antonio still choose her... or destroy her?
Marrying The Rival: My Ex-Husband's Despair
Gavin I stood outside my husband's study, the perfect mafia wife, only to hear him mocking me as an "ice sculpture" while he entertained his mistress, Aria.
But the betrayal went deeper than infidelity.
A week later, my saddle snapped mid-jump, leaving me with a shattered leg. Lying in the hospital bed, I overheard the conversation that killed the last of my love.
My husband, Alessandro, knew Aria had sabotaged my gear. He knew she could have killed me.
Yet, he told his men to let it go. He called my near-death experience a "lesson" because I had bruised his mistress's ego.
He humiliated me publicly, freezing my accounts to buy family heirlooms for her. He stood by while she threatened to leak our private tapes to the press.
He destroyed my dignity to play the hero for a woman he thought was a helpless orphan.
He had no idea she was a fraud.
He didn't know I had installed micro-cameras throughout the estate while he was busy pampering her.
He didn't know I had hours of footage showing his "innocent" Aria sleeping with his guards, his rivals, and even his staff, laughing about how easy he was to manipulate.
At the annual charity gala, in front of the entire crime family, Alessandro demanded I apologize to her.
I didn't beg. I didn't cry.
I simply connected my drive to the main projector and pressed play. The Devil Wants Me
Demi-Dean "Lovely, Cara," he whispers, licking and kissing my clit.
I'm twitching, shaking, back arched-
He reaches down and picks up the champagne bottle, pouring out the liquid on my body. I gasp at the sudden bubbling cold.
I try to wriggle away but he holds me down and sucks the champagne, licking me clean, making these filthy delighted noises as he does it.
"I couldn't help myself. You taste too good."
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Fed up with her abusive husband, twenty-three-year-old Cara Hellington runs away from home and ends up in a notorious bar, destitute, sad, but relieved and free. When she gets into a verbal altercation with the snotty bartender over the ownership of her credit cards, an unlikely savior comes to her aid.
Eros Kazan Alfred.
He's tall, massive, rippling with muscles, and covered with dark tattoos.
Everything Cara is not used to.
Everything Cara is drawn to.
She should run towards the opposite direction, away from him. But she runs right onto his bed.
After a hot sizzling night together, Cara is comfortable and confident in him taking good care of her. But tensions are rising all around them, as significant figures from their past will stop at nothing to bring them both down.
Will they succumb under the wickedly twisted circumstances fate seems to be throwing at them? He Chose The Mistress, Losing His True Queen
Gavin I was the Architect who built the digital fortress for the most feared Don in New York.
To the world, I was Brendan Wiggins’s silent, elegant Queen.
But then my burner phone buzzed under the dinner table.
It was a photo from his mistress: a positive pregnancy test.
"Your husband is celebrating right now," the caption read. "You are just the furniture."
I looked across the table at Brendan. He smiled and held my hand, lying to my face without blinking.
He thought he owned me because he saved my life ten years ago.
He told her I was just "functional." That I was a barren asset he kept around to look respectable, while she carried his legacy.
He thought I would accept the disrespect because I had nowhere else to go.
He was wrong.
I didn't want to divorce him—you don't divorce a Don.
And I didn't want to kill him. That was too easy.
I wanted to erase him.
I liquidated fifty million dollars from the offshore accounts only I could access. I destroyed the servers I had built.
Then, I contacted a black-market chemist for a procedure called "Tabula Rasa."
It doesn't kill the body. It wipes the mind clean. A total hard reset of the soul.
On his birthday, while he was out celebrating his bastard son, I drank the vial.
When he finally came home to find the empty house and the melted wedding ring, he realized the truth.
He could burn the world down looking for me, but he would never find his wife.
Because the woman who loved him no longer existed. The Unwanted Bride Becomes The City's Queen
Gavin I was the spare daughter of the Vitiello crime family, born solely to provide organs for my golden sister, Isabella.
Four years ago, under the codename "Seven," I nursed Dante Moretti, the Don of Chicago, back to health in a safe house. I was the one who held him in the dark.
But Isabella stole my name, my credit, and the man I loved.
Now, Dante looked at me with nothing but cold disgust, believing her lies.
When a neon sign crashed down on the street, Dante used his body to shield Isabella, leaving me to be crushed under twisted steel.
While Isabella sat in a VIP suite crying over a scratch, I lay broken, listening to my parents discuss if my kidneys were still viable for harvest.
The final straw came at their engagement gala. When Dante saw me wearing the lava stone bracelet I had worn in the safe house, he accused me of stealing it from Isabella.
He ordered my father to punish me.
I took fifty lashes to my back while Dante covered Isabella's eyes, protecting her from the ugly truth.
That night, the love in my heart finally died.
On the morning of their wedding, I handed Dante a gift box containing a cassette tape—the only proof that I was Seven.
Then, I signed the papers disowning my family, threw my phone out the car window, and boarded a one-way flight to Sydney.
By the time Dante listens to that tape and realizes he married a monster, I will be thousands of miles away, never to return. The Waitress Is Actually The Mafia Queen
Gavin I spent a year scrubbing floors in my fiancé’s club, hiding my identity as the daughter of the Capo dei Capi.
I needed to know if Connor Bishop was a King worth merging empires with, or just a puppet.
The answer came walking in wearing a neon pink dress.
Jaden Juarez, a civilian he was infatuated with, didn't just treat me like a servant; she deliberately poured scalding espresso over my hand because I refused to be her valet.
The pain was blinding, my skin blistering instantly.
I video-called Connor, showing him the burn, expecting him to enforce the code of our world.
Instead, seeing his investors watching, he panicked.
He chose to sacrifice me to save face.
"Get on your knees," he roared through the speaker. "Beg her pardon. Show her the respect she deserves."
He wanted the daughter of the most dangerous man on the East Coast to kneel to his mistress.
He thought he was showing strength.
He didn't realize he was looking at a woman who could burn his entire world to ash with a single phone call.
I didn't cry. I didn't beg.
I simply hung up the phone and locked the kitchen doors.
Then, I dialed the one number everyone in the underworld feared.
"Dad," I said, my voice cold as steel. "Code Black. Bring the papers."
"And send the wolves." He Saved Her, I Lost Our Child
Gavin For three years, I kept a secret ledger of my husband's sins.
A point system to decide exactly when I would leave Blake Santos, the ruthless Underboss of Chicago.
I thought the final straw would be him forgetting our anniversary dinner to comfort his "childhood friend," Ariana.
I was wrong.
The real breaking point came when the restaurant ceiling collapsed.
In that split second, Blake didn't look at me. He dove to his right, shielding Ariana with his body, leaving me to be crushed under a half-ton crystal chandelier.
I woke up in a sterile hospital room with a shattered leg and a hollow womb.
The doctor, trembling and pale, told me my eight-week-old fetus hadn't survived the trauma and blood loss.
"We tried to get the O-negative reserves," he stammered, refusing to meet my eyes. "But Dr. Santos ordered us to hold them. He said Miss Whitfield might go into shock from her injuries."
"What injuries?" I whispered.
"A laceration on her finger," the doctor admitted. "And anxiety."
He let our unborn child die to save the blood reserves for his mistress’s paper cut.
Blake finally walked into my room hours later, smelling of Ariana’s perfume, expecting me to be the dutiful, silent wife who understood his "duty."
Instead, I picked up my pen and wrote the final entry in my black leather book.
*Minus five points. He killed our child.*
*Total Score: Zero.*
I didn't scream. I didn't cry.
I just signed the divorce papers, called my extraction team, and vanished into the rain before he could turn around. Discarded Heiress: Reborn from Mafia Prison
Gavin Seven years ago, my fiancé, Don Dante Moretti, sent me to prison to take the fall for my adopted sister, Chiara. He called it a gift—a way to protect me from a worse fate.
Today, he picked me up from prison only to abandon me at my family's estate. His reason? Chiara was having another one of her "episodes."
My parents then informed me I'd be staying in the third-floor storage room, so as not to disturb the fragile girl who stole my life.
They celebrated her "recovery" with a lavish dinner party, while I was treated like a ghost. When I refused to join, my mother hissed that I was ungrateful, and my father called me jealous.
They assumed I couldn't understand their venomous whispers. But prison was my university. I learned Spanish. I understood every word.
It was then I realized I wasn't just a sacrifice; I was disposable. The love I once felt for all of them had turned to ash.
That night, in the dusty storage room, I logged onto an encrypted channel I'd set up years ago. A single message was waiting: "The offer stands. Do you accept?" My hands, scarred and steady, typed back, "I accept." 
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