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She looked up at him fiercely, glaring at him while a tear passed down from the corner of her eye. "You ask me why? Isn't it the dumbest question you ask me? You deceived me. You betrayed me. You made me believe in a false you, you made me believe in a fake identity. And out of nowhere you are a mafia and kidnapped me, caged me here and you still ask me why I betrayed you? Aren't these reasons enough for me to betray you". "I don't want to live here. Not with you. Not with someone who deceived me, who betrayed me. Not with a mafia". "In exchange for my freedom and normal life I exchanged the information with them. You see, it's simple. I betrayed you for my life. Do you understand, Ii betray----". Before she completed her sentence her face turned to the right with a hand on her cheek. She didn't feel anything, but slowly that stinging pain crawled on her cheek. It hurt like hell. Yes, he slapped her. He slapped her hard. "You wanted to be free that badly". "From me"? "To this extent". "Fine then. I'm leaving you" Her heart crushed at his approval as she looked at him in disbelief. But he just walked away not before leaving the keys of his heart with her. ****** She was a normal girl living in India. And he belonged to mafia. A well known terrifying mafia king of Russia. Their both paths crossed and he married her immediately. He showed her all sun shines and rainbows when his reality is anything but that. But one day everything flipped when she got to her husband's identity. What happens when she is kidnapped and caged as soon as she gets to know about her husband's identity.

The room is dimly lit, the air is filled with the smell of sex and alcohol; the guy laying next to the girl is panting heavily. She on the other hand is laying next to him, all curled up; soft whimpers are coming out of her lips. The guy wraps his muscular arms around her waist and pushes her a little away from him. She opens her eyes halfway through and stares at the guy, his hair sticking to his forehead due to the sweat; his dark brown eyes are closed. His sharp features are glistening, when the little rays of the sun hits his face that is coming in through the window. Forwarding her hand, she caresses his thin lower lip with her index finger and closes her eyes. "Get out." He says in a harsh tone from beside her. Her eyes flutter open completely hearing his harsh words; she always thinks why he acts so badly with her? Retracting her hand back to herself she sits up, her lower belly aches in the bitter sweet pain. A groan comes out of her mouth and her hands go straight to on top of her lower belly, to caress it. His clothes and hers are scattered around on the floor. The entire room is a mess, the bed sheet is all crinkled; pillows are off the bed.

Cinta Andini, tidak mengenal pria yang salah ketika ia membiarkan Dewa Djatmiko membeli dan menyentuhnya untuk pertama kalinya, lima tahun lalu.Cinta mendapatkan rasa yang tepat, sebab Dewa tidak pernah meninggalkannya, kendati keduanya harus berjauh hingga bertahun-tahun lamanya.Ada kewajiban yang harus Dewa jalankan untuk membahagiakan orang tuanya, namun bukan berarti ia melupakan Cinta dan membiarkan wanita itu sendirian dalam lumpur dosa. Berjuta perencanaan dengan bumbu manis selalu bertengger di isi kepala Dewa, namun tak pernah sekali pun Cinta mengetahuinya.Acap kali Dewa mengemas segalanya dengan baik dan rapi ketika mereka kembali bertemu, menyebabkan Cinta harus selalu menekan dirinya, mengingatkan tentang semua perbedaan juga ketidakmungkinan. Akan tetapi ketika berhasil melepaskan diri dari sangkar emas berkalang noda, entah mengapa Cinta dengan lancang membiarkan dirinya hanyut terbawa angin surga milik Dewa, meruntuhkan tembok besar yang sudah dibangun selama ini. Banyak hal yang membuat Cinta menjatuhkan pilihan hanya untuk Dewa seorang, menjadi tamak, seakan lupa pada coretan arang di keningnya. Akankah harapan terkabul? Oh, sang Durjana. Tolong kau tidak merusak segalanya, mengabulkan itu menjadi bahagia, bagaimanapun caranya.

“Oh daddy… I am going to c*m Daddy... I am going to c*m ” her eyes rolled backward as she felt her orgasm wrecking through her. “Yes, princess! You are going to c*m, but you are going to do that while staring into my eyes, so stare at me while you c*m so hotly on my fingers. Nuella’s eye rolled forward and she bit on her lower lips trying to keep her gaze on him, her nails digging into his arms and her body quivering uncontrollably. “Good girl… Now c*m for Daddy. Grace Daddy’s fingers with your beautiful c*m,” “Argghh… thank you, Daddy.Thank you.” Nuella’s back arched and her toes curled as she came hard on his finger, her body spamming uncontrollably as she tried to remain daddy’s good girl by keeping her eyes on his. “Good girl.. Daddy loves how you c*m.Keep c*mming.” he urged plumping his hands in and out of her pussy, her body quivering underneath him. Devine pulled his fingers out of her pussy, with her eyes holding onto his, he moved his finger to his lips and slowly began to glide on her juice. “So tasty..” He mummed hotly, s*cking hotly on it, while Nuella remained still, her p**sy craving more of his touch. Bad of her to crave the wrongest sin in the world, but he was the one who made her heart leap and her p**sy tingle at mare sight. Mr Devine El Lorenzo was her father's youngest friend and the renowned mafia viper, but her body yerned for his touch. Once, she got a taste of him, now she was back on his bed pleading for another, taking his command and being Daddy’s Good Girl.

Aylin, the unwanted princess of the werewolf kingdom, was hidden from everyone because her father was ashamed of her. She had accepted her destiny of being trapped inside the room with no kindness. But she misunderstood the power of a moon goddess when rogue vampires attacked the palace, leading her to meet the new dawn of her fate. Shaking her awake from her dream of grief when a handsome man with forest green eyes watched her as he had found something treasonable holding her in his embrace. The problem was way more complex because she couldn’t feel the mate bond, and he wasn’t ready to accept any mate or ready to mark her as his. Will their relationship survive this half-mate bond? or it will rip their expectation from each other? Her life flips over learning about his fear which was daring to crumble her delicate aspirations. But the sun rises again, giving her courage to find herself, letting her introduce herself to a secret of her existence. A secret that lurked new enemies to stand before them to fight, attacking their core beliefs when they found out she carries a broken piece of moon goddess soul in her. Will their love surpasses the boundaries drawn by their half-mate bond to unite? what were the reasons Rowan didn't want to mark his mate but wanted to keep her by his side? Will they willingly fight with their fears or loose their motives in the darkness of the time?

Simple, Smart, Sexy and Serene? then I must have you. Oh, you don’t date playboys? tough luck. Funny how I’ve been commanded to stay away from you but where’s the fun in that? If you think you can walk away from me, think again. You think dating someone else will deter me? watch me strategically deal with him so he wouldn’t dare touch you again. In fact, I will publicly claim you so that no sane man will dare to ever want you. I see you love your family and village so much, now I love them too, I might as well take them over. It’s not possession, I’m just crazy about you. Dream big baby, be the scientist you want to be. I will even build a research lab for you right here, now you have no reason to ever leave my side. It really hurts that you thought you were never going marry me, I might have omitted to tell you that we’ve been married for almost three years now and I don’t do divorce. Oh, don’t rely much on that contraceptive injection you’ve been taking because when I want an heir, I get an heir. You can be stubborn and rebellious, I find it cute but don’t go too far because you see that house and that village you love so much, you will have to watch it burn to the ashes. I am S’bu, the CEO of JC and the heir to the Jobe empire. I want you to be completely mine, who are you to go against me?

Revenge runs in Matteo Dragonetti’s blood. When he storms into Amara Cerulli's wedding, he isn't there to toast her happiness—he’s there for revenge. The ruthless heir to New York’s most feared mafia family, Matteo is out to settle a blood debt that left his mother crippled and his family shattered. His price? The Cerulli princess—stolen straight from the altar. Amara never wanted a life tied to her father’s sins, but Matteo doesn’t care about her innocence. To him, she’s a trophy, a pawn in his deadly game of revenge. Little does he know Amara is no delicate prize. Beneath her blood-stained dress lies a fierce will Matteo didn’t expect—and a fire he can’t resist. But in this twisted war for power, the line between captor and captive blurs, and the most dangerous game of all begins. *** “Your parents are still alive, and I am hoping they try and get you back just so they can see how much I’ve ruined you.” I say, grinning as horror inches into her eyes. “You’re a monster…” she trails off, her blue eyes brimming with unshed tears, and I chuckle darkly. “Oh, you have no fucking idea, Princessa,” I say, then letting her go and watching as she cringes away from me. She sobs silently, still dressed in her blood-stained dress and looking like a vengeful angel. Only I will snuff the light from her eyes; her ruination will be mine to savor. I’ll show him what happens when he f*cks with the Dragonetti family.

Sinopsis "Uma!" seruku lantang, memanggil nama mantan istriku yang nampak tergesa-gesa itu. Uma berhenti sejenak, dan menoleh kearahku. "Maaf, ada yang bisa saya bantu?" ucapnya formal. Seolah kami tidak pernah saling kenal. "Apa kabarmu?" tanyaku basa-basi. "Oh, baik, saya baik-baik saja," jawabnya canggung. Tatap matanya datar, tak ada keramahan di sana. "Anak-anak ---" Belum sempat kuselesaikan ucapanku, Uma sudah memotongnya. "Maaf saya buru-buru, Pak. Ada pasien yang mengalami pendarahan, yang harus segera mendapat tindakan." Uma segera berlalu dan meninggalkan aku begitu saja. Uma pasti malas menjawab pertanyaan basa basiku, karena setelah bercerai, kami benar-benar putus komunikasi. Tak ada lagi nafkah untuk anak-anak, atau perhatian sebagai ayah. Bahkan sekedar bertanya kabaar pun, tak pernah kulakukan. Aku sudah menelantarkan mereka. Melihat Uma yang sekarang membuatku dilanda penyesalan. Wanita yang dulu rela meninggalkan profesinya demi sepenuhnya mengabdi kepada-ku itu, kini bertransformasi menjadi wanita karier yang sukses. Tak ada lagi wanita lemah yang hanya bisa menangis saat kubentak, yang ada wanita berwibawa yang membuat lawan bicaranya bersikap hormat. Dulu kutinggalkan dia dalam keadaan hamil tua anak kedua kami. Bahkan saat melahirkan aku tak menemaninya. Apa kabar anakku sekarang? Seperti apa rupanya? Jujur aku penasaran, sejak dia lahir aku tak pernah menengoknya. Ingin rasanya aku menjumpai dan memeluk mereka bertiga, melampiaskan rindu yang tiba-tiba hadir. Akankah mereka bisa memaafkan dan menerimaku? Penyesalan itu kian menyiksa, mana kala pernikahan ketigaku tak bahagia. Apakah ini karma, karena telah menelantarkan Uma dan anak-anakku? Sejak bercerai dengan Uma, aku tak pernah menemukan wanita sebaik dia. Andai waktu bisa diulang, aku ingin tetap bersama.

“I want you on your knees," I whispered, closing the distance between us as I continued, “with your mouth open to take my meat. I want to see your lips wrapped around my cock as you suck it and — Fuck!” I gasped when he stomped his right foot on my left, knowing no one could see it. “Fuck you!” “Oh, I'd like to see you try that.” He folded his arms, his eyes narrowed to a glare as he watched me. “I don't know what you think you are, but I'm not gay. Don't forget we are ENEMIES,” he emphasized the last word, letting me know just what he thought about me. I knew he felt that way because that was also how I felt, that was if you exclude the desire to bend him on the rail and fuck him until he screamed my name. … Alexander "Lex" De Luca, a 25-year-old alpha werewolf and underboss, and Aithan Lyker Kael, a 23-year-old beta werewolf and enforcer, are from feuding Mafia families. Their families' centuries-old vendetta intensifies after their mothers' tragic deaths. Despite the animosity, Lex develops feelings for Aithan. Desperate to have the feisty Beta as his, he formed an unlikely alliance with him, to uncover the truth behind the attempts on Aithan's life. As they navigate their forbidden love, they confront family secrets, loyalty, and redemption. Their love conquers the hatred and violence surrounding them, but will it be enough to overcome the darkness of their families' past?

In the dangerous world of organized crime, love is a luxury few can afford. But for Andrea Lopez, the daughter of a powerful mafia family, it's the one thing she craves most. Despite her kindness and resilience, past traumas have left her wary of opening her heart. When fate brings her face-to-face with Stefano Costanzo once again—her best friend's brother and the ruthless don she's always longed for—sparks fly, and old wounds reopen. Stefano, a cold and ruthless mafia don, lives a life devoid of emotional attachments, harboring a secret pain known to few. Yet, seeing Andrea again after so many years reignites emotions he thought long buried. As they navigate the treacherous waters of their shared past and uncertain future, they're drawn inexorably together despite their best efforts to resist. But their reunion is not without peril. Stefano's dangerous world threatens to consume them both, and Andrea must confront not only her own demons but also the demons of the man she loves. Can they find redemption in each other's arms, or will their love be their undoing?   *** “Why the hell did you just do that?” I demand, my anger rising. “I’m trying to protect you,” he says, his eyes blazing. “Protect me from what? A good friend?” “He’s not who you think he is. I don’t trust him.” “You don’t trust him, or you’re worried he’ll take me away from you?” I challenge. Stefano’s eyebrow arches. “You think I’m worried he’ll take you away from me?” He leans in close, his lips brushing my ear. “Oh, luce del sole, no one can take you from me. You’re mine.”