"Don't move." His dark eyes narrowed slightly as suddenly, he strode and grabbed her wrist, taking advantage of her current state. She stood, her one arm striving in his hold and the other arm tightly clutching the robe, against her exposed chest. "These futile attempts aren't going to work." His thick low voice was unexpectedly soft that it sent tantalizing chills down her spine and her back went stiff as she still tried to push him to let her go, but he didn't budge. As she looked up from her wrist to his face, his lips itched themselves into a cool smile. His predatory essence fortified and grew intense as he drew her closer, making her soft chest crashed to his firm and solid one while she sought to have the robe on herself, by any means. His one leg was between her legs as his hand slid to her thighs. His fingertips trailed on her soft skin, enjoying the feeling of the warmness her body provided, despite being in the water. ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ Have you ever seen anyone wanting someone so desperately that they could actually feel that crave driving them insane? He said he had always loved me, madly. From the outside, he was a dangerously attractive man. But from inside, he was a sinfully lethal and merciless monster. To keep me, he has committed uncountable sins. He chopped, and tamed the wings of my freedom, caging me in his Paradise. He completely ruined me. Destroyed me. But still, it wasn't enough. Why? Because insanity knows no limits. He didn't know either. ◀ | MATURE CONTENT | ▶ ◀ | DARK ROMANCE / DARK THEMES | ▶ ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ [ SCARED - Trapped For Infinity ] ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ All Rights Reserved 2020 © Panchi Verma

BOOK 1 MATURE CONTENT 18 Read at your own risk I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched. I brought my left hand up to rub and pull on one of her nipples making her release a low moan. I attached my lips to the other sucking on it and flicking my tongue at it getting a good shake out of her. My hand that wasn't busy made its way into the band of her shorts to find she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "Traviesa." I say meeting her lips with mines again as I swiped two fingers along her soaking wet slit. "Fuck neonata, you're so wet." I say against her lips and she bit back a moan at my words that clearly affected her. I then dipped a finger into her tight hole and she attempted to clamp her legs shut only for me to push them back up so they were bent at her sides. I sent a harsh slap to her inner thigh close to her clothed pussy startling her but she moaned at the feeling. - A story in which a young naive girl gets affiliated with Mateo Ayala-Ricci with many skeletons in the closet RANKINGS ⭐️: #1 in Cartel #2 in Rich #3 in illegal #5 in Agegap #8 in submissive #7 in blackgirl #2 in mobster #9 in drug #13 in Don #25 in BWWM ©Copyright 2021. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie- on wattpad.com. Thank you.

Mafia Dark Romance : ••••••••• she looked back and saw him coming towards her with red blood shoot eyes. She didn't even blink her eyes when he was standing in front of her with her small body pressed to his hard muscular one. A gasp escaped her mouth when he hold the back of her neck and pulled her impossibly closer to him. "Say no to this wedding." He whispered near her lips in a dangerous calm voice. Being scared out of her wits, she shooked her head negatively making his hold more tighter on her waist and nape and pulling her so close that she have to stand on her toe. "I will make your life living hell kitten." He whispered as his lips kept touching hers lightly. "I-I wo-won't." She whispered as tears perked in her eyes. He didnt said anything and kept looking intensily in her eyes. He knew that she isn't even breathing becoz of their proximity and he liked his effects on her. "Be ready then. Just remember you are the one who kept herself in this position. Now there is no going back." Saying this he kissed the corner of her mouth and left her nape. ••••••••••••••• She is cold. He is a burning fire. She is Innocent as dove. He is clever as a fox. She is an adopted. He is the heir. She is the beauty. He is the beast. She is scared of him. He is pissed of her. She loves everyone. He doesn't do love. She submits to everyone. He dominates everyone. Sparks will definitely arise when these two opposite soul will get tangle with each other. What will happen when the ruthless mafia meet an Innocent girl.

𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 "𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 ─ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟" ✰─── ✻✻─-─✰ Living with hidden scars is a silent symphony of pain, a dance in shadows. Then, suddenly someone appears and cages you, wrapping chains around your wounded soul, turning your desire for escape into a haunting reality of confinement. ❆ In his darkened soul, her presence is an unwelcome light, yet now a haunting solace. Obsession ignites within him, a consuming flame so fierce he'd set the world ablaze, all for the chance to possess her completely, nothing matters to him not even her consent. ✴✼✴ "I hate you." she whispered Her defiance, though faint, cut through the heavy air, a final stand against the man who had just bound her life to his with twisted vows. Ekaksh heard it, but his expression remained unmoved, his obsession too deep, too dark, to be shaken by her hatred. Without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms, cradling her lifeless form as he walked toward the car. To the world, she was now his wife To her, he was nothing less than her captor _________________________________________ Tropes ~Dark romance ~slow burn ~forced marriage ~forced proximity ~mafia's obsession

The strong pull to her. The desire to have something you never thought you would want again. A glance turned into an obsession. And he would stop at nothing to get her. He would do anything he could to keep her. He cared so much for only her Alessio Bucceri was a man who could have anything he ever wanted. Until he wanted that one thing to need him back. Circumstances run in his favor as the woman of his dreams landed into his domain. He would never let her go. A chance glance turned obsession. #1 BWWN! #1 Mafia [4/12/24] *Book excerpt* -- Her cheeks turned red, ever so slightly through her chocolate skin. Her skin looked and felt so smooth. She liked the compliments, the Italian flare. It ropes many women, but the way she looked at me with her big almond eyes had my mind racing and my body in overdrive. She was not immune to my charm, even in her current situation. Her hair was in a slick bun. I was sad not to be able to see the curls adorne her face. And yet she stared at me again, watching me like a dog. Curious gazes. It was fun to tease, and the response I got back over affirmed my teasing. She seemed more relaxed with me. She looked away from me. She stared out the window watching the street ride by. It was silent for a while as I texted my subordinates basic commands. Nothing conspicuous. "Alessio, where are you taking me," her voice piped up. Seems like it took her a while to muster up the courage. I loved her sweet voice when it spoke me me and when she said my name... It was such a turn-on. She wasn't supposed to really ask questions. I don't like lots of questions. I thought about the best way to respond but opted not to say anything at all. She was as stubborn as always, forgetful too. She scanned around me before huffing to herself and looking back out the window. -- Started 06/08/2023- 8/14/2023 Highest Rankings: #7 Arranged [4/26/24] #26 Older #1 Bwwm #13 Man #1 Mafia #1 lovetragedy #6 lovestory #5 Blackwomen

Sabrina has had a good life. Growing up with an amazing family, she has nothing to worry about. That changes when she gets kidnapped but they just so happened to kidnap the wrong girl. She's supposed to be let free but is that still possible when the mafia don (Angelo) takes a interest to her and she takes an interest to him. Letting her go was gonna be harder than he thought. "Can you just please let me go?" she looks up at me. I trace my finger down the side of her face. "You're making it very hard to, amore," I say before I crash my lips onto hers. Warning- Abuse, Violence, Strong Language, and Mature Scenes Book #1 of Love of Darkness Series #2 in Italian 9/6/23 #1 in Humor 9/18/23 #1 in Steamy 9/18/23 #2 in Cliffhanger 7/27/24 #1 in Possessive 10/24/24

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

"I can show how much of a 'little' guy I am." He said emphasizing the little. He came closer to me. Our lips were inches away. I could smell the scent of his cologne definitely not cheap. My breathing became uneven. "What's wrong princess? Cat got your tongue" He stroked my cheek. I leaned into his touch but he removed it. He pulled away grabbing another glass. I let out a breath. I turned around. Guess I have to do this the hard way. I leaned near to his ear. He tensed. "Teasing me is only making me wet. Imagine you inside me. Screaming your name. I guess you don't want that." I said seductively. I kissed his ear. I walked toward the hallway by the bar leading to different rooms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Adelina Madden is a 28-year-old who got fired from her job. Having a thirteen-year-old son to look after she was forced to find away to make money. Her sister and her best friend were also in need so they resorted to stealing from rich men but to Adelina, it was more like rich Mafia men. Alessandro Del Vante a 29-year-old who killed and made peoples lives hell for fun. He didnt have a dark past he was just a pysco. Helping out a friend he went to America to do business hoping to not getting into anything but ends up meeting a girl at his club. Will Alessandro light the fire that as been burnt out in Adelina or will Adelina be the fire that Alessandro needed in his life. "He was a boy who loved to play with fire and she was his perfect match."- unknown

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.