(This book has sex scenes is rated 18+)In the elite world of New York City, 19-year-old Sophia Jack's life shatters when her father arranges her marriage to Billionaire Andrew Arthur, the son of a childhood friend. Sophia resists, setting the stage for a tumultuous relationship. Dark secrets surface as Sophia unveils ties between both families and the underground mafia. She faces a gut-wrenching choice: expose her father's past or allow Andrew's family's criminal empire to flourish. With the Mafia closing in, Sophia strikes a dangerous deal to save them both. But danger escalates, leaving them with the consequences of their choices.
"It had been a chilly evening in the city of New York. I had just finished living one of the most exceptional evenings of my life. The soft cool breeze struck my face as I descended from Mark's sleek black Audi SUV. "Thanks for an incredible night," I vocalized, leaning on the window, giggling. "Your presence made it incredible," he retorted. My lips sculpted a beautiful smile. "Goodnight, darling," he extended his palm to touch the tip of my finger. As I began to walk away slowly in my Jimmy Choo heels, I rotated towards the humming noise of his window sliding further down.
"Do you need me to escort you in?" he inquired gently. "No, it's alright, I'll manage," I responded hastily. He inclined further from the window, moving nearer to me, and I ambled a step closer to him. "I love you," he said, and we leaned in for an impeccably timed kiss through the car window. "I love you too," I retorted as I turned swiftly to ascend the steps to my apartment building. It was notably chilly outside. "Welcome back, Miss Sophia," Kent, the security guard, greeted with a playful tone as I ambled past him. "Glad to return, Kent," I rejoined in an equally playful tone, patting his arm and giving a slight wink. I entered the elevator and hit the button for the top floor - our family penthouse. As the elevator journeyed upward, I retrieved my phone from my clutch to see an avalanche of notifications from my friends sharing about some party at a new club and the new people they met there, causing me to chuckle as I walked into my penthouse. It was around 11:30 at night, and I had been hoping my parents were not home. To my dismay, a voice echoed from the office; it was my father. "Sophia, I need you here," his tone demanded sternly. I was curious if I had breached my curfew, which had been set at 11 PM since my seventh grade, a rule I had not respected for years. I placed my Louis Vuitton bag on the counter and moved towards his office, my heart pounding. Once inside, he curtly ushered me to sit across from his desk. "Where have you been? Who were you with?" He probed, his tone teetering on irritation. "I spent the evening with Mark, can you explain what's going on?" I retorted with my most innocent voice. His scowl and irritated demeanor only deepened. "I requested you home early this morning because we had vital matters to discuss," He was practically roaring at this point as I faintly recalled him expressing this while I was drying my hair for school earlier this morning....
"I'm terribly sorry, I may have forgotten. What's so urgent that you wish to discuss?" I replied in my most innocent voice. His tone softened when he began recollecting tales about his childhood best friend, Aron Arthur.
I had heard many a tales about him, about the epoch my father had spent with him during their adolescence. I also knew about his extraordinary wealth, significantly surpassing that of my family, which is a rare occurrence. He was born into affluence, and is now ranked amongst the wealthiest men in the nation. My father then redirected the discourse towards AronArthur's son, Andrew, who my father claims is slightly older than me. I showed my disapproval, well aware that he is at least five years my elder. I scarcely heard about Andrew, mostly due to his boarding school attendance since the tender age of seven, somewhere in California. Thus, I listened with rapt attention.
"The time is ripe for Andrew to take over his family venture, but he needs a wife for that." my father proclaimed. The thought of a marriage at such a tender age made me shudder.
"His father and I have forged an agreement and business deal, thus you will be wed to Andrew."
My immediate reaction was chuckling, presuming my father was jesting. However, his stern look instantly alarmed me.
"You will be getting wedded as soon as possible," was his stern command in an unusually possessive and controlling tone that he generally reserved for my mother.
Without delay, I rebutted that I'm just seventeen, too young for marriage, and that this is simply not happening. I still could not fathom what he was conveying.
His intense stare heightened, and so did his tone.
"You are to wed Andrew; this is not up for debate. Leave my office now, this discussion is over" he demanded.
His tone was frightening and severe, triggering tears. The image of my father began to blur.
"Leave NOW!" he yelled once more, compelling me to dash from his office, running straight into my mother.
"Did you know about this?" I questioned, my voice trembling with grief. My mother looked at me with compassionate eyes clouded with sorrow.
"Yes, and this will turn out beneficial," she comforted me.
"How could you?" I screamed, snatching my handbag from the counter as I bolted from her, stormed into my bedroom and slammed the door shut.
"Collapsing onto my bed, the urge to shed tears and vent to my friends overcame me, so I retrieved my phone from my bag and attempted to call them. However, none of them responded to the Group FaceTime call as they were all at some party at the new club on 6th Ave. I peeled off my garnet, skin-tight Oscar De La Renta designer dress that I had worn for my date with Logan the previous night. Once it was removed, I unclad entirely and immersed myself into my bath, pre-filled with warm water at my request to the housekeeper earlier that morning.
A sense of relaxation washed over me as I sunk into the tub, the aroma of lavender bath salts filling my nostrils. How was marriage at only seventeen, as a senior in high school, possible? Having a boyfriend compounded the complexity of the situation! My thoughts jumbled as tears continued to cascade down my face, vanishing into my bath.
Laid in my bath, reliving the past 20 minutes repeatedly until finally, I rose and carefully stepped out of the tub onto the heated marble floor. Wrapping myself in a warm towel that had been warming on the towel bar, my body greeted the heat gratefully.
What happens when the mafia boss, Martin Mack's assistant overhears a conversation that puts a target on her back by Martin's heartless frenemy?? Martin must now take her into protection until everything settle down, but what settles down in the mafia world? Secrets are revealed , wars begin and romance bud much to Martin's protest. Can the mafia boss handle the mess that comes with protecting his assistant? Can Taylor handle Martin's way of living and be a part of it? Read on to find out how the pair make adjustments in their lives.
When Sofia Fernando storms out after a heated argument with her parents, she takes on a night of rebellion with her best friend Gabriella. Unfortunately the night takes an unfavorable turn. Drugged by a stranger at the club, the evening spirals into danger-until David, the ruthless leader of the Capon mafia, who was watching from afar steps in. But David's intentions are far from noble. Obsessed with Sofia, he will stop at nothing to make her his, no matter the cost. As Sofia becomes trapped in a web of dark desire, she must choose between fighting for her freedom or surrendering to a love that could destroy her. This isn't a typical love story. It's a dive into the dangerous depths of obsession, where love and madness coexist.
On the night of her sixteenth birthday, Ava Barbara’s world shatters when she’s captured by Jacob Stanley, a ruthless werewolf hunter who is on a dangerous mission. Held captive, Ava discovers a dark secret that threatens both her pack and Jacob, her captor. Now Ava is left with with two options: Will she tell her captors about the evil that is about to befall the Wolf hunters and the Wolf Pack ? Or will she find a way to safe only her pack? This book will test your patience, so be prepared. Enjoy😁
Meek and kind-hearted Robert is stuck in a turbulent marriage with Pamela, the love of his life, whose family appears to harbour an irrational hatred for him. He constantly experiences hostility and abuse from his wife's family because he is the son-in-law. Robert's in-laws are unaware that he is not the poor, common man they believe him to be. In truth, Robert is the last survivor of a sizable wealth that was left to him by a distant uncle who died many years ago. Robert had decided to keep his financial situation a secret from Pamela and her family out of concern that his money would overshadow any true relationship.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
"You were about to cum in me." I said and sat up. That's when I felt a stinging pain across my ear as my hand caressed my face, then the realization hit me- he had slapped me, Lee had just slapped me. #Sex. Lies. Money. Power. *** Jessie, after finding out her fiance had married another woman, decides to have a one-night stand with his uncle, only to find herself married to him. But despite being married to his uncle, she was still attracted to him, so she started secretly seeing him. Well, the uncle wasn't willing to give her up now, not after he vowed to always be by her side; now she had two men fighting for her. And the woman her ex-fiance married wasn't just going to give up on him. Will Jessie realize old flames can never be and live a peaceful life with her new billionaire husband, or will Jade succeed in winning her back?
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .