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I used to be a mafia prince. Now I'm marked as prey. Someone is systematically eliminating my Family bloodline, and I'm the last heir standing. No money. No allies. No way out…except one. An underground auction where the wealthy and the wicked bid on desperate, untouched men like me. I expect to be sold to a stranger. Used and discarded. Instead, I'm bought by a man with a two-decades-long vendetta against my dead father. A beast who drops ten million dollars to own me, then drags me home to a prison he built just for me.

Everyone says I need discipline, but no one's willing to give it to me until I meet my match. I can't stand the arrogant man who refuses to cower at the mention of my family's name. But my hate isn't strong enough to keep me from wanting everything his hungry look promises.

Her beloved master critically wounded whilst saving her life....Will he live? How will Charlotte react if he dies? And will she ever have the freedom and the home she dreams of?

Darius Ivanov believes the American branch of the Ivanov crime family has grown soft. Too many weddings. Too many feelings. Men who forget that love is a liability. He's there to set them right. Darius Ivanov is the man no one dares cross. The most disciplined—and most dangerous—of the Ivanovs. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't leave a trace. And he never, ever loses control. Until her. To secure a multibillion-dollar arms deal, Darius crosses a line even the Ivanovs won't excuse—he kidnaps the daughter of a U.S. Senator and locks a diamond bomb collar around her neck.

The moment he lays his eyes on her, there's no doubt about it… She will be his. Women like me don’t get happily ever afters. We’re chained. Kept women. There to fulfill men’s needs and nothing more. But I’m okay with that. I have a roof over my head. There are rules in place to keep me safe. As long as I follow directions, I get food in my belly, a warm, comfortable bed to sleep on, and an entire room to finally call my own. But then he steps into the room I’m in for the night. The mafia don.

Through violence and sin, he will reign again. Dante Damiani. A man whose legacy was violently and ruthlessly ripped away from him as a young boy. Mia Leonetti, the woman whose life is not her own. As a prominent Chicago lawyer, Dante spends his days defending clients whether they’re guilty or not. He’s made billions doing it, all in an effort to take back his rightful place at the head of his slain father’s mafia empire. By any means necessary.

Maya is blindsided when her mild-mannered accountant husband is rightly accused of "cooking the books" for a shady businessman in his early career. Maya prides herself on control, but now, she has none. With the prospect of her family being torn apart, Maya faces a choice: She can let the legal process run its course for her obviously guilty husband, or she can give herself completely to the owner of her husband’s company in hopes of stopping the investigation in its tracks.

In the days following Maya’s reluctant submission to her husband’s boss, she almost convinces herself it didn’t happen. Almost. But she can’t deny the experience satisfied her sexually like no other in her life. Maya both longs for and dreads what she knows must be coming. She will again be summoned and used, it’s just a matter of time. Maya receives an anonymous package containing special mobile phone with instructions she must keep it with her at all times, or else.

Zwei Jahre lang hat Wynter mich wieder und wieder abblitzen lassen. Wie soll ich da nicht misstrauisch werden, wenn sie plötzlich mit zu mir will? In mein Bett? Das Unterhaltsamste an der Situation ist allerdings, dass sie tatsächlich denkt, ich würde sie danach wieder gehen lassen... Nicht mit mir, Prinzessin! Durchsetzungsfähige Männer, in deren Jobbeschreibung das Wort "Mafia" vorkommt. Frauen, die keine Lust haben, sich sagen zu lassen, was sie zu tun haben. Rohe Gewalt. Schmutziger Sex. Wilde Emotionen. Zuckersüße Happy Ends.

Nachdem meine Mutter sich im Urlaub Hals über Kopf verliebt und geheiratet hat, möchte ihr neuer Mann Don Moretti, dass wir zu ihm ziehen. Mum findet die Idee klasse und kann im Gegensatz zu mir großzügig darüber hinwegsehen, dass Don früher der gefährlichste Gangsterboss der Westküste war. Warum "war"? Weil sein Sohn die Geschäfte übernommen hat - Quentin Moretti, mein neuer, attraktiver und übermäßig tätowierter Stiefbruder. Dabei ist er eigentlich gar nicht sexy, wirkt nicht anziehend auf mich und ist überhaupt nicht mein Typ.