He’s my captor, my enemy… and the only man who’s ever made me ache. I came to plan a gala at Manhattan’s most dangerous nightclub. Not to witness a mafia interrogation or get kidnapped by Luca Moretti, the ruthless boss who rules the underworld. Storm-gray eyes. A jaw carved by violence. Tattoos arms made to claim. He speaks in threats, moves like sin and stares like he already owns me. Locked in his penthouse. No escape. Just him and the heat between us. At first, I resisted his control, his world. But each day, the fire burns hotter. Now…I crave the flames. His voice drips filth...

Nica The De Luca name tastes like power, money, and a darkness that chills me to the bone, and now my father's blood screams for vengeance—I'm going to make them pay. But then I see him: Elio De Luca. Sharp jaw, ink-black hair falling messy over his brow, and eyes that sear right through me. I know he’s a predator, but even his stare makes my skin heat, making me question if this is really the same boy who shared stolen candy with me. Now, he commands an empire built on blood. His eyes meet mine—and I’m sure there’s a flicker of recognition followed by a cold mask. I know I’m ...

Ana Marriage was my sentence—my family's shield against the Voronins' wrath. I played along. Took the vows. Wore the ring. Then I vanished. Living with Dima Voronin—cold, lethal, and calculating—was never an option. But now, with nowhere left to run, I find myself back in his world. Back under his control. Back in his bed. And the way he watches me now? Like he's finally claiming what's his. I should flee before I burn. Yet I wonder—was I ever truly free? Dima Two years ago, my bride walked away. I let her go. I needed war, not a wife. Now Ana returns, trailing chaos and enemies, ...

I hate Nico Moretti. The Reaper. The man who turns blood into power, whose name is spoken in fear and reverence. And in forty-eight hours, I'll be wearing his ring. Our marriage is meant to prevent a war, but it's the very thing that might ignite one. A mole is revealing sensitive information, causing chaos amongst mafia heads, threatening to destroy both our families. My father calls it business—like trading me to the devil is nothing more than balancing the books. I tell myself I can do this—I'm a Bellanti. I've survived worse than becoming a mobster's bride. But the real betrayal? My...

Alexander Bourne. My first love—the man who shattered me. Now he’s back, and the pieces of my heart are breaking all over again. Three years ago, I fell for Alexander. He was everything I wanted but everything I shouldn't have—a key player in the ruthless Veles Mafia Network. Now, he's returned, stirring up a past I’ve tried to bury. I’m with Tyler now, building a safe, steady life. But the closer I get to leaving it all behind, the more tangled I become in the shadows of what I left behind—until I uncover a secret that could destroy the Veles Network for good. Unfortunately, it...

He’s the enemy of my family— And the first man to ever touch me. One second, I’m walking down the aisle. The next, I’m in a cabin with a mafia enforcer who looks at me like I’m already his. Max Mastroni is cold. Brutal. Covered in scars. He says I’m just leverage—bait for my father. But his hands say something else. So do the things he makes me feel. I try to run. I scream, I fight, I curse his name. But he doesn’t care that I’m untouched. He just says he’ll ruin me gently. I thought I knew what hate was. Turns out it looks a lot like obsession. And sounds a lot like his...

The Mafia CEO’s world is everything I've fought against; yet, he lured me in — and I willingly surrendered my innocence. I've always seen my role clearly: Detective Jane Sullivan, upholder of the law. But Marcus Romano changed everything. Behind the controlled facade of the Romero mafia empire, he was a mystery I couldn't resist. As I dug deeper into the shadows, our forbidden attraction became my secret thrill, my greatest weakness. When an unseen enemy targeted me, thrusting me into the heart of a mafia war, Marcus became my shield. But with the dangerous Valentes looming, I'm forced ...

Get Ready for this steamy off limits billionaire, enemies to lovers, silver fox fake romance box set. Faking It With My Enemy He’s a billionaire needing a fake girlfriend to boost his image, and I don’t mind having a one night stand. It just started as business. I agreed to the fake relationship just for my own benefit. We exchange icy words, but there's an undeniable spark between us. He’s my enemy but I explore a passion more scorching than I ever imagined possible. Against all odds, in this heated embrace of rivals, we surrender to the unexpected. For once, I've decided to take a ...

The Rossi men never learned right from wrong. Good from bad. Or how to love anything but building their empire on the Chicago streets. When their father forces them into arranged marriages to strengthen the ties of their crime family, they can’t guess what comes next. But all five brothers know one thing. Nobody will touch what belongs to them, and that includes the women they claim.

He’s been watching me for months. And when his chance comes…he forces me into marriage. I’ve been trying so hard to prove myself to my Irish mafia dad, but it all falls apart. When my mission collapses, a much older Bratva guy shows up to save me. But he’s no hero. He’s a cold, callous Russian who uses this opportunity to make me his Brava bride… He calls me his Irish Princess, but it’s not meant to be romantic. He’s been observing me, watching me from the shadows like a stalker. When he finally has me at his mercy, he handcuffs me and subjects me to a medical exam. And when...

"Tonight, I'm going to be her hero. Even if tomorrow I have to be her Beast." When my father decides to auction off my hand in some twisted Mafia version of The Bachelorette, I want to believe my once-upon-a-time crush might swoop in to save me. You know, the guy I shared a house with for a few years? The one they now call the Beast? Yeah, him. Spoiler alert: he's not here to play Prince Charming. He's out for revenge. At twenty-one, I should be nailing fouettés on stage, not being paraded around like a prized show pony. Funny how life works out, huh? One minute you're a promising ...

Being auctioned off to the most ruthless men in the world was never part of my plan. I’m Sienna DeLuca—mafia princess, privileged, untouchable. At least, I was. Until my father’s sins became my debt. Until a blindfold was tied around my eyes, and I was placed on an auction block like property. Now, the highest bidder owns me. Matteo Valentini. Cold. Calculated. Deadly. A man with every reason to hate me. A man who didn’t come to buy a woman—until he saw me. He thinks I’m just a pawn in his twisted game of revenge. A means to an end. But I’m more than that. I fight him at every...

I was known as the traitor's daughter. When I was five years old, my father was tortured, branded with the letter Z, then beaten and left for dead. The grueling punishment for his crime was a reminder to all others who dared threaten the Russian's reign. I was the young girl left behind. A living piece of the traitorous puzzle the Russian leader tried so diligently to ignore - until I grew up. No longer could he deny how much my existence had always been intertwined with his. And in order to survive the life I was thrown into, I was forced to learn my place inside of it.

🔥 OWNED BY THE CARTEL 🔥 I knew the knock at the door was a warning. I didn’t expect it to be a sentence. They came in the dead of night. Not for money. Not for retribution. For me. Valentín Montoya—the name that rules Buenos Aires like a whispered prayer and a curse. A man who doesn’t negotiate. Doesn’t forgive. And now, he owns me. My husband’s debt should have died with him, but Montoya doesn’t believe in loose ends. So I was dragged into his world, my daughter cradled in my arms, with no chance of escape. I was meant to be a prisoner. A lesson. A possession. But he ...

When trouble lands her at my feet, I take the opportunity to have what I truly want. I offer her a deal. I’ll help her, but the cost will be one night in my bed. One night of submission.