Zofia Grobelna

"You're right; I can't be a kid following a guy who will never notice me forever." Zara Lee, a young smart girl, has always been in love with the Italian boy next door since he moved to America. Everything about his handsome figure set her soul on fire. But to her, the only problem is their eight year age gap. But little does she know, that isn't the only problem keeping them from being together.

When mafia king Mateo Gabriel Blackwood walks into the dimly lit strip club, he's immediately captivated by the enigmatic Purple Barbie. Alana's sensual dance and piercing gaze spark an insatiable desire within him, but he's unaware of the dark secrets she hides. Alana's past is marred by trauma and betrayal, and she's desperate to keep it buried. But when Mateo's men kidnap her, she's forced to confront the truth: her own brother has used her as collateral to settle a deadly debt. As Mateo's fascination with Alana grows, he's torn between loyalty to his family and his desire to protect her. Will Mateo's ruthless power be enough to save Alana from her brother's wrath, or will their tangled web of deceit consume them both.

I felt his lips brush against my earlobe, a soft brush that suddenly made my toes curl. His breath lingered on my neck before he finally whispered, "I own you Crystal. The sooner you get to accept that the better for you. I'll make sure you submit yourself to me, be it the hard way or the easy way. And I'll break this ego of yours. I promise you" * * * * He was her beast and she was his beauty. He was addicted and she was his favourite drug. He was a sinner and she was his sin. In the blink of an eye, Crystal sees her entire life crumble with the death of her parents and she is forced to take a job that she would never have thought off to make ends meet for her and her sister and pay of her gambling father's debt to a crime boss-- being a stripper. Just a glance on the doe-eyed milk skin beauty swinging her hips seductively on the pole and Leonardo already knew he had to have her as his. He had to claim her for himself. But he was everything she hated. She despised him and loathed his existence for the pain and anguish he had caused her and her sister. She swore never to succumb to him but what she didn't know was that he was also determined to show her that he would earn a place in her heart and life.

"I'm so sorry, sir, I forgot to lock the door. I didn't mean for..." "Shhhh." He silenced me, placing a finger on my lips. He smelled like rich, masculine cologne and alcohol. I looked up at him; he was staring at me with something swirling in his eyes. Something I couldn't explain. He slowly leaned down and pressed a kiss on my shoulder. My breath hitched in my throat. I held my towel tight against me with my left hand and pushed him back with my right hand, taking a step back myself. "I'm sorry, sir, this isn't right," I told him respectfully. His eyes darkened as he grabbed my forearm tightly, making me look at his furious eyes. "I am Alessandro Rossi, and no one tells me what is right and what is not." He attacked my neck, peppering it with kisses as I just stood there. "But you're drunk, sir," I told him. "I'm in complete control of my senses, Victoria." *** Alessandro Rossi retrieves his heir from his runaway wife and employs the young Victoria to care for his son. After spending one drunken night together, Victoria becomes pregnant with his child. Their lives are now entwined, leading to a loveless marriage. Soon after, Victoria finds comfort in the arms of another. What will Alessandro do when he realizes he has already fallen for Victoria? Will he do something to win back her heart?

All Beau Anderson wants is one night of passion. One night to forget what she had become. Dominic Vasiliy, King of the Underworld. Ruthless, fearless, dominating, and arrogant. He never expected that one night of passion will change him forever. He fell and he fell hard. *** Beau Anderson was a ghost. Only be seen if she wants to. In her opinion, she had everything she had ever wanted in her life. Except one. A child of her own, her own little family; but without all the hullabaloo of getting it. No dating. No romance. Determined to get what she wants, she sets out one night to get it. And bit off more than she could chew. At the newest nightclub in San Francisco, she met Dominic Vasiliy, a man of dangerous mystery and s*x appeal she would do anything to get him. Just for one night. A night of passion and possession, rocking her world and tilting it off its axis. The next day, accomplishing her goal, silent as a mouse, she left him with a sweet kiss on his lips, knowing she would not be meeting him ever again. Little did she know what fate had in store for both of them, complicating her plans for her future. Beau was good with numbers. Not just good. She was the keeper of the secrets of hell. Or the underground. Wanting to go legit, she took a chance and accepted a new client. She would take this job one time then she would disappear. However, trouble came in the name of Dominic, her one-night-stand lover. Her temporary boss. A pure temptation, Dominic also had one goal. To possess the only woman who had captured his heart. No matter her resistance. He also had perils and problems of his own but that won't hinder his plans. He would have her in his life, come hell or high water, Beau Anderson was his. Forever. Delighted he was getting through her wall of defenses despite her no-nonsense air, he decided to make it official. There was one thing he didn't count on though, his enemies. The traitors in an organization he was a leader of targeted the love of his life. Nearly losing her, venting for revenge, he search the underground, doing whatever was necessary to find the men responsible. She resisted his allure. She really did but her heart won over her genius mind. She was his. His equal in all aspects. Caution thrown in the wind, she set out to help Dominic despite his protest. Together, they succeeded. The dangers of their world outshined their destiny. Mature Content 18+ Romance/Action

"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night—the night that had changed her life completely. "What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear. Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all. "Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. "Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me." •••••••••• In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it—it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable... Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men. How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it—especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all?

She’s ‘the’ good girl. She likes to read and stay indoors. One thing she’s good at is staying away from trouble and attractive men that reeks of trouble and hotness. Until him… Ariel Peterson always believed in the world and how she wanted to change the world by going to Nun School and becoming a Nun. But after her best friend stole her innocence and she was cast out by the church, Ariel’s Parents despise her and they blame her for losing their positions in the church. She hates her life, the world, and that includes men. Her family relocating to New York was supposed to be a fresh start for Ariel. With the past behind her, Ariel is ready to face the world even if she has to constantly wear a fake smile. The last thing she expects is Gray Carter, the mysterious and notorious billionaire to barge into her life without warning. He’s her opposite and Ariel hates the fact that he pisses her off and at the same time makes her feel things she’s never felt before with just his dirty, sweet words. But what happens when Gray Carter wants the one thing he shouldn’t want? He’s staked his claim and he’s not walking out of her life anytime soon.

Ellie - “Run, Ellie!“ Nicole, my best friend, screamed. Was she f*ck*ng crazy? There was no way I was leaving her like this! I froze and didn’t know what to do. If I screamed for help then the other ones would hear me and what if they’re in on it too? I went to her and started pulling her hands towards me while she was still kicking at him. Together we were finally able to get her free from his hold but he was already getting back on his feet. I repeated to Nicole what she yelled at me “run!” I took off down the hallway opposite from the stairs after seeing Nicole was right behind me. Literally running for my life. Praying there was a fire escape or something for us to get out of this damned club and away from the psychos in here. I ran past the doors that said restroom on them and saw a shiny handle that looked like it was dying to be pushed and i was praying when I did that it would open up to the outside. I pushed on the handle with all my might and it didn’t budge. “Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!” This time I threw my hip into the push and it burst open only have me fall on my hands and knees sending shock waves of pain to them. “Stupid woman! Argh!“ oh sh*t that voice. That deep, sinful voice. I turned to look behind me and noticed Nicole was no where in sight and I started panicking. When I looked around at where I was at I noticed I was standing on a landing for stairs in a warehouse that was full of boxes. “He f*ck*ng got away!“ Scary man yelled. When I turned around to face the mad man it wasn’t him looking back at me at all. It was the barrel of his gun. Konstantin - When I jumped back the door to the exit was forced open and knocked Antonio and myself backwards stumbling over each other. Long brown hair and a green dress fell at my feet. F*ck. Antonio took this opportunity to take off and run from me as I was caught up trying to figure out what the hell she was doing here and why she was bleeding down her arms and legs. I was so f*ck*ng p*ss*d at everything. I pulled my gun out and trained it on Elizabeth. I thought she was innocent but how convenient for her to come through this f*ck*ng door after I told her to leave! “He f*ck*ng got away!“ I screamed at her and she looked up at me. Golden eyes glowing again. Shaking from head to toe and bleeding. What the f*ck is going on? It took everything in me not to pull that f*ck*ng trigger until I heard someone else scream her name coming from the hallway. Fabian was running towards her pulling his gun from his side. I take my gun off of Elizabeth and plant a bullet right in the middle of Fabian’s head. Dimitri and Ivan show up next to me and tell me they didn’t see Antonio in the warehouse anywhere then they look down at Elizabeth. “Take her.” I told them and started walking through the warehouse to look for Antonio myself. Mafia Queen - What will happen between these two completely opposite people who also have so very much in common? Will Konstantin let his gaurds down for Ellie? Can Ellie get over his life style and see past the ugly side of the mafia? Or will they grow together? Only the trials and struggles will test how strong or weak they can be.

Alcohol and heartbreak are definitely not a good combo.Too bad I learnt that a little too late. I’m Tessa Beckett and I painfully got dumped by my boyfriend of three years.That led me to getting drunk at a bar and having a one-night stand with a stranger.Before he would see me as a sl*t the next day,I paid him for the s*x and deeply insulted his ability to please me. But this stranger turned out to be my new boss!

Being assigned to become the personal guard of a mafia boss is already a difficult task. Becoming his guard and carrying his child at the same time? Near impossible. “The baby isn’t yours.” Luciano smirked, a deadly glint flashing in his eyes. “Oh, really?” he asked, one of his eyebrows raised. He walked closer to me, each of his steps resonating in the dark room. I couldn’t help but gulp at the sight of him. It has been three long years since I’ve last seen him, but why has he even gotten hotter than before? “I’m going to ask you once more,” he said, leaning closer to my face. I held my head up high, determined not to succumb to his charm. “Is he mine?” I shook my head. “Definitely not yours.” His jaw ticked, and he looked to the side before leaning his face even closer to mine, his hot breath hovering over my lips. I held in my breath and watched the alluring movement of his lips. “Then, which scoundrel does that child belong to?” I placed both of my hands on his chest and gently pushed him back. “Why? What are you going to do about it if you know?” He tilted his head to the side and smirked. “I’m going to kill that b*st*rd.”

Welcome to Club K. Home for the finest and wealthiest men in the country. Owned by playboy Billionaire, Killian Black. The handsome, cocky, and dominant bachelor with a shitty reputation. He has one simple rule: Never mix work with pleasure. Born and raised in a family who worked hard for what they get, Naomi Alderson despises privileged men, especially this particularly attractive, and annoyingly s*xy Billionaire, Killian Black, who happens to be her boss. A man who doesn't even know she existed. She has one simple rule: Never get involved with privileged men, especially Killian Black. But what happens when the mysterious, Arrogant Killian Black sets eyes on shy, innocent Naomi Alderson? A girl he never knew existed. And one thing's for sure, Killian is willing to break every of his rules to get her in his bed. Even if he has to win her heart first.

Melissa and Damien got their hearts broken by their lovers so they went to the club to drink away their pain. Melissa was dared to give a lap dance to the hottest-looking guy in the club (Damien). One thing led to another and they both had an amazing night together! Five years later, Melissa found herself at the mercy of the stranger(Damien). Not only was he her new boss. He was her baby daddy and also a famous Billionaire!

Powerful. Steadfast. New York’s most eligible bachelor. Rafael Sebastian had been labeled every good and wicked thing in the corporate world. At the stage of my heartbreak from my crumbling marriage, I literally ran into him as a s*xy stranger that hit my hot buttons at first sight. He left me breathless with a single word and an irresistible smile. But there’s more to Rafael than meets the eye. He was an enigmatic force with more secrets than answers. So when we got caught in a media scandal that’s unintentionally my fault, the huge business deal he was trying to close almost plummeted to the brink of failure. To escape the rumors that trapped us, he had a proposition—a tempting solution that could save my pride and his tarnished reputation. But could I really live a life painted with lies? I know this was a bad idea, but that was something I’d just think about later...

The room fell silent for a moment. He released my face from his grip and started pacing around the room before, suddenly he stopped and started studying me, his gaze piercing. Then, he crouched down again in front of me, his face inches from mine. "You want to save your father?" he asked calmly. I nodded desperately. "You will work for me," he said, standing up and stepping back. "As a maid in my mansion. One year of service without pay, whenever I want a taste of that body I'll get it and you can't refuse" I hesitated for a moment, I was so disgusted, he wants to have his way with me, how can I say yes to this? He would fully access me for a year? One year of being at his beck and call of been a s*x slave to this devil? ******* Rafael Marino, infamously known as "The devil" is a merciless mob boss forged in the brutal ways of his father, Vincenzo Marino. Claire Miller, a struggling stripper, is just trying to make ends meet while caring for her alcoholic father. Their worlds collide when her father, in a drunken stupor, steals $1.5 million from Rafael's club and promptly loses it to a group of thieves. Rafael, who had a recent run-in with Claire and was rebuffed, sees the perfect opportunity for revenge, with her father nearly beaten half to death she is forced to accept the job of a maid, spending a year at the ruthless mob boss' mansion, the big question is will she survive the devil and his family's heat or be family's turning point against a much bigger threat?

"Please don't do this. I beg of you." I mustered up the courage to speak these words. My voice is pleading, and my eyes are desperate to get to him. "I can't wait any longer. You don't know how bad I want you; even your tears turns me on." His face came closer to me. I could feel his warm breath on my face, and his words sent a chill down my spine. ☆☆☆ When a dangerous captor sets his sights on a young girl, he knows he needs to have her, even if it means taking her against her will.

"Stay away, stay away from me, stay away!" she shouted repeatedly. Despite having nothing left to throw, she kept yelling. Zane was more than a little curious about what was happening, but the woman's ruckus made it hard to concentrate. "Will you shut the fck up!" he roared at her. She fell silent, and he saw tears filling her eyes, her lips trembling. Oh fck, he thought. Like most men, a crying woman scared him shitless. He'd rather face a hundred of his worst enemies in a gunfight than deal with a crying woman. "And your name is?" he asked. "Ava," she replied in a thin voice. "Ava Cobler?" he inquired. Her name had never sounded so beautiful before, surprising her. She almost forgot to nod. "My name is Zane Velky," he introduced himself, extending a hand. Ava’s eyes widened when she heard the name. Oh no, not that, anything but that, she thought. "You've heard of me," he smiled, sounding satisfied. Ava nodded. Everyone in the city knew the name Velky; it was the largest mafia group in the state, based in the city. And Zane Velky was the head of the family—the don, the big boss, the Al Capone of the modern world. Ava felt her panicked mind spinning out of control. Ava is kidnapped and forced to realize her uncle has sold her to the Velky family to settle his gambling debts. Zane, the head of the Velky family cartel, is hard, brutal, dangerous, and deadly. His life has no room for love or relationships, but he has needs like any hot-blooded man.

She went to a club with her friends to drink for the first time after finishing her third-year examinations. Gabriella was a 21-year-old virgin who had never kissed anybody before. She met a stranger at a club, accompanied him to a hotel, had her first kiss, and lost her virginity. She enjoyed herself. When she awoke the next morning, the man was gone,  He left. She found out she was pregnant a few months later. She continued to go to the hotel in the hopes of running into the man, but after four months, she gave up. He abandoned her, leaving her to face the situation alone. She dropped out of university to raise her son. She returned to school a year later to complete her studies and get her degree. She then saw the person she had slept with on TV and realized he was now engaged, as well as the fact that he was the well-known multi-billionaire Javier Hills. What would his grandma do when she finds a boy who looks just like her grandson? W Will She brush it off or would she be convinced that the little boy was her great-grandson? What will Javier's Grandmother do?

Ava Adams tolerated living with her stepfather and her douchebag of a stepbrother. She lived her life being maltreated by them until luck smiled on her and she got a job to work in the Kings'mansion as a babysitter. She was glad to leave the hell hole she called a home. She got the shock of her life when she found out it wasn't a little boy she would babysit, but a grown up man. A very s*xy, mouthwatering one at that. Fate brought Alexander King, the young billionaire and the master of the mansion to her. He got into an accident few years before and was not his normal self. What are you doing? Read more to find out how their journey of love began and who made Alex that way. Will their love prevail? Will Alex take revenge on those who made him that way?

“Why do you even care?” I fired back at him hotly, my glare burning holes into his gorgeous face. It had been all about the passion and toe curling orgasms that he had given me but now, as I stare into his eyes, all I could feel was a need to slap that face. Hard. Annoyed, I threw up my hands into the air. “We are not even in a relationship, for god's sake!” my jaw tightened. “So I can f*ck or go out with any man I d*mn please!” Immediately the words left my mouth, I knew at once that I had chosen my words badly. Damien made no overt move, but his eyes went hard and dark. He began to walk towards me and I retreated in alarm, my pulse accelerating. He continued to stalk to my side untill he successfully backed me into a wall. He stopped in front of me and placed his hands on either sides of my head, caging me in. His head came down untill he was staring into my eyes. “That's where you've got it all wrong, bunny,” he murmured, his voice a low, velvety timbre sending jolts of arousal to my loins. “You are mine, you always have been. Make no mistake about that.” **** Do I have a job that I love so much? Yes. Do I have a rude, grumpy boss that makes my blood boil and makes me plot ways to kill him and make it look like an accident? Abso-f*ck*ng-lutely! That was me untill one misaddressed email came to disrupt everything I have worked for. And then I had to do a favor for The Boss. My name is Cheryl Chastain and I am totally 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑑.