mafia

Choi Yujun- born into power but cursed with a 'weakness'. The only son of the Choi family is born an omega, born an embarrassment to a bloodline of strong and pure alphas. At a party, a violent attack from a mutual enemy exposed Yujun’s secret in front of his family’s sworn enemy, Hwang Jaehyun, Yujun prepares for humiliation and blackmail, offering himself to be used by the Alpha in order to protect himself from his own family Instead of the humiliation...Hwang Jaehyun does the unthinkable... The rival who is supposed to destroy him, becomes his drug, his shield, his forbidden comfort. Together they fight to bring down the people who made Yujun bleed…together they bleed in the face of betrayals, trials and "Don't you realize? I'm a Choi, I am cursed and I am sick" Yujun says with deep angish, "then use me, Yujun-ah, use me like a drug" Jaehyun response came out raw and desperate, his alpha swearing it. ⚠️ Warning: Dark and mature themes: explicit sex, non detailed abuse, trauma, violence, and intense emotional tension. Please read with caution.

Lorelai is nothing more than a maid in the powerful Draven household until the family forces her into a marriage alliance with their bitter enemies, the Varkis clan. Rather than sacrifice their own daughter, the Dravens send Lorelai as a disposable scapegoat to seal the uneasy truce. The Varkis family, unaware she is only a servant, believes she is the woman who nearly killed their heir. From the moment she arrives, Lorelai faces cold hostility and open suspicion. When an assassination attempt leaves her with amnesia, she wakes in enemy territory with no memory of her true identity or the danger she’s in. Trapped in an unfamiliar world of suspicion and secrets, Lorelai must now decide whom to trust and whom to fear before the truth catches up and destroys her.

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Mara wants a simple life, far away from danger. But everything changes the night she crosses paths with Lorenzo—the man everyone fears, the one with blood on his hands and a target on his back. He saves her when he shouldn’t, pulls her into his world without meaning to, and suddenly she becomes the one thing he refuses to lose. Mara knows she should run from him. Lorenzo knows he should let her go. But their lives are already tangled, and every step forward drags her deeper into a truth that could ruin them both. He is danger. She is the exception. And neither of them is ready for what happens when a sinner decides someone is worth protecting.

Rosalina Evans didn’t apply for the job. Her best friend did - without telling her. And somehow, against every odd, she got it. Personal Assistant to Enzo Salvatore. The most powerful, ruthless and breathtakingly handsome man in all of Milan. Enzo Salvatore doesn’t do warmth. He doesn’t do small talk. He has absolutely no patience for a talkative blonde assistant with golden eyes who looks at him like he’s a normal person. He is not a normal person. But when his board questions his authority and his allies tell him he needs a wife, Enzo makes Rosalina an offer she can’t refuse - a fake marriage and enough money to save everything she loves most. It should be simple. Temporary. Completely under control. Enzo Salvatore has never been more wrong about anything in his life.

Just because she glanced at him once more in the crowd, she inexplicably "seduced" Capital's young Mr. Peary. So— "Uncle, I'm stuck at the police station." Soon, a large group of black-clad, gun-holding people stormed into the police station, nearly blowing it sky-high. "Uncle, someone says she is your wife and told me to take good care of her." In an instant, the woman disappeared, and a certain man physically demonstrated to her that he only has one wife. In public, he is the cold and ruthless CEO of MC. In private, he is a rogue husband who tries every means to coax her into bed. One day, a certain woman couldn't stand it any longer, clutching her waist and sobbing, "You're sleeping in the study tonight." The man hooked his lips, "You seduced me first, you proposed to me, you wanted to have a child..."

Everyone in that building feared Andrew Simon. I was the only one who never showed it. That was before the diagnosis. Before the million dollar check. Before ninety nights that rearranged everything I thought I knew about power and who actually holds it. Turns out darkness is the great equalizer. And Andrew Simon has never been more dangerous than when he has something to lose.

Scarlet Vesper died with hatred in her heart. Betrayed. Shot. Abandoned. At the moment of death, her pure soul twisted into something darker — and that caught the attention of a devil. Samael, the Accuser. He offered her a deal. Rebirth in exchange for her soul. Revenge in exchange for eternity. Scarlet accepted without hesitation. Now reborn years before her downfall, she is no longer the naïve girl who trusted too easily. This time, she chooses power. But there are rules in this world. id you want everything you have to sacrifice too. To save her from her own anger ' Ciel Volkiere will come and save her from her own sighed pit. He is the most dangerous man in their country. A ruthless mafia but only different to Scarlet whose eyes are fixed on only revenge.

WARNING :There will be adult scenes such as violence or sexual content. "Love? How foolish. It's all just a lie. There's no such thing as love, and it was created only to make foolish people like you believe." That's what a woman, the daughter of a notorious mafia boss, believed. There was no such thing as love in her dictionary of life, until a man came along and destroyed that dictionary. "Then let me show you something more interesting than love, ginger." Dominic Lawrence, a billionaire and the number one mafia boss in Dormania, fell in love with the daughter of another mafia family, Valeria Scarlett. A woman who had a reputation as the Angel of Death's lover because of her cruelty. Despite that, she was trapped in an arranged marriage with a man she didn't know at all. At least that's what she thought at the time. Because in reality, she had forgotten about him. Despite being constantly rejected, the mafia boss never backed down. He would do anything to get her. "You belong to me, ginger. From the first time I saw you. And if I can't have you, then no one can." -His Arranged Obsession- He chose her long before the contract was signed

In a house of monsters, the most dangerous thing isn't the truth…it's the feelings neither of them can afford to have. Two rival mafia dynasties. Four dangerous brothers. One girl with a hidden agenda. Determined to reclaim what was stolen from her, she goes undercover within the enemy’s household…planning to deceive each brother and bring their empire crashing down. She isn't here for love; she's here for herself. She thought they’d all be easy. She thought she could play them one by one. But she never expected Matteo, the brilliant and cold-blooded brother, to be her undoing. He is the only one she can't manipulate, the only one who sees through her mask…and the only one who can disturb her lethal focus. As their battle of wits turns into a dangerous obsession, the line between her mission and her heart begins to blur.

Legend of Leviticus In a world where memory cuts deeper than the present, Legend of Leviticus traces the haunted steps of a man entangled in the echoes of his past. Bound to the House of Fellowship, Leviticus is a devoted figure in the faith of Serenism but devotion has never shielded him from the ghosts that follow. Through shifting relationships, a hunger for power, and the quiet ache of unresolved wounds, he tells his story—not to be redeemed, but to be understood

In the Shadows of Your Love ​"I named you. I watched you grow from a distance. And now, I will be the one to break you." ​Noor-ul-Iman is a vibrant, young social media star living a sheltered life in Dubai, completely unaware of the dark secrets buried in her father’s past. She thinks her biggest problem is a lost bag—until she collides with a man whose eyes burn with a cold, vengeful fire. ​Kaizan Shah is the powerful, arrogant heir to a massive business empire, haunted by a betrayal that destroyed his family years ago. When fate brings the daughter of his greatest enemy right into his path, he doesn't see a girl—he sees a pawn for his revenge. ​Caught between a family war she doesn't understand and a man who treats her like a prisoner in his golden cage, Noor must find a way to survive. But as Kaizan plays his game of hate, he realizes that the girl he intended to destroy might be the only one who can haunt his soul. ​In a world of power, betrayal, and forbidden obsession, will love bloom in the shadows, or will revenge consume them both?

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

Jane Williams, a 22-year-old London literature student, catches the eye of Dimitri Volkov — a ruthless Russian-Italian mafia boss — at a charity gala. Days later, she's drugged and wakes up in his remote Russian estate, thousands of miles from home. With no escape and no choice, Jane navigates captivity with sharp wit and quiet defiance, slowly uncovering the dangerous world Dimitri inhabits — and the complicated man beneath the armour. As enemies close in, loyalties fracture, and the distance between them shrinks, Jane must decide what she's willing to risk for something that was never supposed to happen.

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

Scarlett had always been fearless from a young age.Exposed to her family's drug business made her cruel and cold ,this was the reason Adrian refused to get married to her and he has a girl who he loves but Scarlett was not going to let her family loose a business partner due to some lousy love story