Arranged marriage

My father died, leaving me a shattered empire and a death sentence. To save my family, I offered myself to the one man powerful enough to protect us. Luca Marino. The Mafia king everyone fears. Our marriage is a contract, not a love story. Power for him. Protection for me. But Luca doesn’t play fair. He kisses like a threat and touches like a promise. And every time I think I’ve figured him out, he ruins me all over again. I'm playing a dangerous game. And I’m falling for the most dangerous man alive.

Haylee has spent her life hidden, a secret her father couldn’t afford—a weakness in a world that demands strength. A crippled daughter means a weak family. Now, a forced marriage that her father has arranged to get rid of her throws her into the arms of Cristiano Varela, the ruthless Don of the Five Families. He wants nothing to do with her… yet every glance, every touch makes her body betray her. Cristiano has learned never to trust, never to love. But Haylee awakens a fire he can’t control, a dangerous desire that could destroy them both. In a world where loyalty is lethal and betrayal is always close, will passion be their salvation—or their downfall?

D*mn, you're delicious," he murmured into her mouth. "You taste like a goddess." She heard the sound of his belt buckle, and her frantic heart stopped because she knew what was coming. "D*mn, I need to be inside you," he declared with a hint of desperation that she loved. She reacted and helped him free himself from his pants because she needed it, too, and she needed it now. But when his member was finally free, and she felt him position himself, his gaze wandered for a moment to a spot behind them. It was only for a second, but that second was enough to see how the entire expression on his face transformed. The desire froze, and instead of the fiery, passionate man from a moment ago, he was that block of ice he usually was again. He took two steps back and looked down. She sat up, confused. "What's wrong?" she asked, baffled. He tensed his jaw and shook his head while zipping up his pants again. A whirlwind of emotions crowded her chest and got stuck in her throat. "Enzo," she called out, but he didn't respond. He bent down to pick up his shirt and walked toward his room without looking at her. "Enzo!" she yelled, but he ignored her and entered his room, slamming the door. She was left on the island, naked, not understanding anything. All the fire went out, giving way to a sadness that settled in her heart. He rejected her. Enzo rejected her. After his wife’s death, Enzo Romano swore his heart was buried with her. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. But when duty forces him into a contract marriage with innocent Arianna, the girl who secretly adores him, she finds herself falling for a man who will never love her back.

"""Sign it. Save her, and I'll give you anything."" For four years, I was Damian Wright's ""invisible wife"". While I played the pauper, he poured his soul into his dying first love. Desperate, he blindly signed a stack of papers to buy the ""Gifted Doctor's"" time. He didn't read the fine print. Buried inside was our Divorce Decree. ""Congratulations, Damian,"" I said, stripping off my surgical mask to reveal the wife he never truly knew. ""You're free."" The submissive Amelia is dead. The legendary ""Ghost Surgeon""? That's me. The blindfolded racing queen ""Raven""? Also me. The shadow behind the global intelligence network? Still me. I was ready to vanish, but Lucas Sullivan—the titan who makes the Wrights look like peasants—blocked my path. When Damian tried to reclaim me, Lucas didn't just stop him; he brought an empire to its knees. ""They don't deserve to look at you,"" Lucas whispered, his touch a lethal mix of protection and obsession. ""But if you crave the world, Amelia, I'll burn it down just to hear you say my name."""

My father sold me on a Tuesday. By Friday, I was married to the most feared man on the coast. By Sunday, I'd found the error in his books, and decided not to tell him. Yet. Elena Moretti was the quiet daughter. She kept the family restaurant's accounts, kept her head down, and kept pretending she didn't see her father drowning in debt to the Rossi family. Then the debt came due, and the payment had a dress code: white. Dante Rossi. They call him the Alpha King. Banks fear him, judges owe him, and the four other families on the coast step aside when he walks into a room. What Elena doesn't know, the night she signs his contract, is that the men of his house aren't men at all. She arrives with her own amendments. Separate rooms. No lies. Nobody touches her family again, ever. She keeps the books. And one clause she didn't understand when she wrote it: no marking. What Dante doesn't tell her is that the moment she walked in, his wolf chose her. A human mate. Under the old code, an Alpha bound to a human is unfit to rule, and someone in his house has been waiting years for exactly that excuse. Because there's a traitor inside the Rossi family, moving money through accounts only a very good bookkeeper would ever notice. And the King's new wife is a very, very good bookkeeper. Wolves can smell fear. They've never met a woman who doesn't have any. His enemies fear him. His wife audits him.

“Spread those legs wider…Fina. I need to see every f*ck*ng inch of you.” His voice was calm. Cold. Commanding. And just like I always did, my body obeyed before my mind could. Dario Severo was my father’s best friend. Then he became his enemy. Now he’s my husband. Feared across the underworld and twice my age, Dario married me as the price of peace between cartels. I was supposed to be a contract. A body bound by a ring. Nothing more. But behind closed doors, his control is intimate, deliberate, and addictive. He touches me like he’s waited years to claim what was always forbidden—and I hate how much I want it. I was offered to him to end a war. Instead, I became his obsession. ************ This book is pure age-gap erotica! Dive into your best erotic experience as Don Rio wrecks every inch of his wife; Ikkohafina, in the most dirtiest, most electrifying way!

"Silvia lost everything in one night—her parents,her trust,and her mate. Coming home from their funeral,she found her ""fated""partner,Zack,tangled with another she-wolf. ""You'll always be my Luna... even if I need variety,""he said,smirking. Heartbroken but fierce,she rejected him—and turned to someone far more dangerous. ""I need help,""she whispered. Sherman leaned closer,his voice like silk over steel. ""I offer more than help,little wolf. I offer everything he couldn't give you."" Now married to Zack's powerful half-brother,Silvia plays a deadly game of loyalty,vengeance,and survival. But Sherman Carter doesn't help for free—and as their bond deepens,truths unravel. Is Silvia just a pawn in Sherman's war? Or is she becoming the Queen who'll burn the whole pack down? When love,betrayal,and bloodlines collide,how far will one omega go to save her family—and destroy the mate who broke her soul? "

Braxton Merriweather always gets what he wants. Now, he wants her--Julia Thompson, the wife of one of his workers. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he knew he had to possess her in every way. When Jeff Thompson takes him up on the bargain he proposes, Braxton is shocked. He's even more surprised when Mrs. Thompson agrees. But now that he's had a taste of her, he wants more. How can he possess a woman who's already married to someone else? Julia feels trapped by her marriage to her high school sweetheart. In the two years since they've been married, he's changed, and not for the better. When billionaire Braxton Merriweather shows interest in her, she's flattered. And intrigued. Is it possible that one of the richest men in the world could really want her? And if so... what does she do about her husband? One Weekend with the Billionaire is a s*xy story for mature readers.

I was pressed against the wall. And his hand was wrapped around my throat. I gasped in shock. But the moment his skin touched mine... a powerful spark surged through my body. He stared at me with dark eyes filled with rage. He growled coldly, "Get out." if you're wondering why we mentioned the devil's name, he's simply the buyer who purchased me. I've been sold to Alpha Nightshadow I found my mate... and he didn't want me.

"I gave him three years of silent devotion behind a mask I never wanted to wear. I made a wager for our bond—he paid me off like a mistress. ""Chloe's back,"" Zane said coldly. ""It's over."" I laughed, poured wine on his face, and walked away from the only love I'd ever known. ""What now?"" my best friend asked. I smiled. ""The real me returns."" But fate wasn't finished yet. That same night, Caesar Conrad—the Alpha every wolf feared—opened his car door and whispered, ""Get in."" Our gazes collided. The bond awakened. No games. No pretending. Just raw, unstoppable power. ""Don't regret this,"" he warned, lips brushing mine. But I didn't. Because the mate I'd been chasing never saw me. And the one who did? He's ready to burn the world for me."