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Fake Dating My Best Friend's Mafia Brother
36·Meso_faithHe stalked toward me with each word, hands still in his pocket, his eyes all shadow and threat. I backed up until my hip hit the counter. He didn't stop. How the hell had that flipped around? He stopped inches away from me, his gaze pinning me to the counter. Then he smirked. “I'm not a good boy, Little one. And I don't pretend to be one.” “You—” “Shh.” A finger pressed to my lips, his other hand bracing against the counter behind me. My breath caught and I leaned away, trying to create some much-needed space. I couldn't breathe. His scent wrapped around me and it was all I could do not to drown in it. In him. The finger on my lips stayed put, his gaze dropping to them. “I was going to play nice, Red.” Then his gaze returned to mine, hooded, his voice dropping dangerously low. “But it's past time you see just how bad I can be.” ****** When my twenty-fifth birthday party turned into a public scandal, I never imagined that my best friend’s older brother —the infuriating and dangerous mafia heir, Emilio Salazar— would be the one to rescue me. To silence the press and protect my family’s name, we agreed to fake a relationship. Only… Emilio never intended to keep it fake. He’s dangerous, calculating, and obsessive… and he’s wanted me since high school. Now he’s using the chaos to his advantage. To him, this isn’t a game. To me, it’s survival. Between my father’s manipulations, the ruthless gaze of the media, and the enemies closing in, Emilio is the last person I should trust. But every look, every touch, every whispered threat, every second in his arms makes me forget why I should run. Pulls me deeper into the darkness I swore I'd never enter. Because this isn’t just dangerous. It’s forbidden. Our lies, deadly. And if I fall—it won’t be just my reputation on the line. It’ll be my heart. My friendship.
Ruined By My Brother-In-Law
110·Meso_faithHis sharp intake of breath washed over her. His gaze dragged over her breast to her mound that the thong did a bad job covering. Every part of her body his dark, hungry gaze touched, burned. His voice was deeper than any she ever heard. “On the couch.” She obeyed without thinking. She made her way to the couch and sank into the plush cushions. “Spread your legs.” She hesitated, biting down on her lower lip. A frustrated groan left Jason's lips and Anna jumped at the sound. Before she could blink, she was pushed back on the couch, Jason's lips over hers. His hands grazed her nipples, and he shoved her thighs apart, settling between them. He took her breast into his mouth, biting, sucking, tugging until sparks shot to her core. "Jason—" she gasped, desperate. ******** Anna was supposed to be enjoying her sister’s wedding afterparty, not stuck in a locked car with the groom’s infuriating older brother. Jason Knight—best man, shameless flirt, her personal headache—had been under her skin since they met for rehearsals, and now, in her space. He wasn’t supposed to make her skin heat with one touch. And she definitely wasn’t supposed to end the night tangled in bed with him. One night. That’s all it was meant to be. But what Anna doesn't know: Jason isn’t just her brother-in-law’s maddeningly smug brother, he’s the boy she once humiliated in high school—the one who never forgot, and he’s spent every one of the years after changing everything about himself. Now, he's back with a grudge, a memory that cuts deep, and a plan. Twenty-one days. One dangerous game. Anna is about to learn that some grudges don’t fade, they smolder and ignite. When old wounds collide with white-hot chemistry, will revenge blur into something even more dangerous? or will it be their ruin?