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Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex
23.0K·Page SlayerConvinced that Rosa had drugged him to crawl into his bed, Italian Don Luciano Mancini took her supposed betrayal as a blow to his pride. He served her divorce papers without hearing a single explanation—and exiled her not only from his home, but from the country itself. Years later, Rosa returned with a secret. Their son was dying. Diagnosed with high-risk acute lymphoblastic leukemia, the boy needed a stem-cell transplant from a biological sibling to survive. And to make that possible, Rosa had to conceive again—with the one man who despised her. Her ex-husband. Luciano Mancini. ⚠️ DARK ROMANCE CONTENT WARNING This is a very dark mafia romance intended for mature readers (18+). It contains a morally gray anti-hero, obsession, possessiveness, emotional manipulation, explicit sexual content, and disturbing adult scenes. If you crave danger, obsession, and morally complicated passion, this dark romance will grip you—but reader discretion is strongly advised.
The Wrong Wife For Mr Whitmore: Pregnant, Divorced, Reclaimed
83·Aurelia'spen“Do you like seeing yourself like this, Genevieve?” He whispered, lips pressed to my ear while his brother railed into me. “Soaked, trembling, painted with our cum like a perfect canvass?” A whimper fell from my lips as I gripped onto the headboard of the bed, silk sheets siding off my front as Felix suddenly got in front of me. His hard cock glistening at the tip. “Open your mouth, Genevieve…let us please you.” —- The Wrong Wife for Mr Whitmore: Pregnant, Divorced, and Back to Reclaim It All Genevieve Carlisle thought losing her husband was the worst thing that could happen to her. She was wrong. Because divorce was only the beginning. After a tragic accident leaves her struggling with fractured memories, Genevieve finds herself caught between two men she can no longer understand. Elias Whitmore—her ex-husband, the man she spent years loving, the man who chose another woman over her and is now engaged to someone else. And Felix Whitmore—Elias’s identical twin brother. The cold, untouchable one. The brother everyone swears is incapable of love. The brother who watches her for a second too long. Touches her like she’s something precious. Looks at her as though she’s already his. To make Elias see what he’s lost, Genevieve agrees to a fake relationship with Felix. It should have been simple. A little revenge. A little pretending. A way to make her ex-husband regret walking away. Instead, she finds herself trapped between twin brothers who fight over everything except her. Because when it comes to Genevieve, neither man is willing to surrender. As her lost memories slowly return, so does a shocking truth. This isn’t the first time she’s been caught between the Whitmore twins. Somewhere in the past, long before the marriage, the divorce, and the lies, two brothers fell in love with the same girl. And the closer Genevieve gets to the truth, the harder it becomes to choose between the husband she thought was her future… and the brother who may have always been her destiny.
I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
408.0K·prefer_not_to_sayIn the aftermath of a wild company dinner, she—intoxicated and misguided—found herself in her boss's room... Whispers of his cold indifference to romance and his ruthless decisiveness were legendary, painting a grim fate for any woman who dared entangle with him. ... In one month: the sight of a positive pregnancy test sends her mind racing to one thought—she must run, now or never! As she makes a break for freedom, he's hot on her heels, turning her flight into a captivating chase where her wings are no match for his resolve!
The Ex-Husband Returns: A Second Chance At Love
3.0K·Writer RavenAfter a totally disastrous marriage, she has decided to keep her heart locked away for the rest of her life from the most hurtful things that can ever come to her. To be precise, men. She has finally realised that it’s so stupid to rely on any man or bid her own happiness on them. Even if it can be tough to be a bread earner and a single mom at the same time, even if she feels lonely at times, she will never ever enter any romantic relationship anymore. There’ll only be one person she will love with her whole heart, her babies. She can do this, and she must do this, because she is an independent strong woman who is the owner of her own fate. However what happens when the man she has solely voted to be away from comes to her aid? He comes back and asks her to be his wife? “Marry me ex-wife” on his knees, he begs. “Sorry, ex-husband, I can’t.”
Love, Lust and Desires
150·Erotic writerLove, Lust, and Desires In the darkness of desire, secrets betray. Forbidden passions ignite, and hearts are laid bare. Enter a world of seduction, scandal, and deceit, where love and lust entwine, and nothing is as it seems. These short tales of forbidden love, betrayal, and raw desire will leave you breathless, and make you question the true cost of following your heart. Let the seduction begin
Steamy Tales
4.0K·BoraWARNING ⛔️ MATURE CONTENTS This book is a collection of short steamy stories and it is not advisable for young readers as it contains graphic adult scenes!! EXCERPT; “Oh f**k, Josie! Your pussy feels so f**king good. I love the way your little pussy feels. It's so tight and so wet. I would love to taste your sweet little pussy.” I said as I drove hard into her tight pussy. “F**k baby! Don't stop, don't stop! Tell me more, f**k me more, tell me more.” The little slut cried, begging for more. “Oh Josie, I'm going to get you on all fours and f**k you hard like a little bad woman in heat. I gonna grab you and drive my big cock hard into your tight little cunt over and over, in and out, in and out. Do you like that Josie? Do you like my big cock in your cunt?” “Yes, f**k me hard!”
One Night Stand With My Ex’s Uncle
9.0K·EmyAfter divorcing my ex-husband due to his infidelity, I ended up hooking up with a gigolo for a one-night stand. However, upon waking up, I realized I had slept with the wrong person - the man I had been intimate with turned out to be a CEO who is now pursuing me. What should I do?
Alpha killed my adoptive mother; I presented evidence in court to send him to prison.
26.0K·RaidenDamien Blackwood noticed I hadn’t submitted an expense request in three days. He assumed I’d finally learned how to be a “proper Luna,” so he texted me like he was handing out charity: “I reinstated your foster mother’s treatment.” “Behave. Stop using ‘emergencies’ as an excuse to beg for money.” “I know unmarked wolves have it rough, but my treasury isn’t a charity.” What he didn’t know— by the time that message landed, I’d already drafted the paperwork to dissolve our mate bond. When I left, the only things I could take were the white T-shirt and old jeans I wore when I first married into this pack. No one would believe it: the Luna everyone thought lived in luxury couldn’t even fill her closet with four decent dresses after three years of bonding. Every coin I spent had to go through pack approval. Every gown, every piece of jewelry was locked in a safe. If I needed anything, I had to apply to Damien’s chief Pack Secretary—Serene Voss. Because Damien despised where I came from. In his mind, people who climbed up from the bottom always “lose control,” “waste money,” “embarrass the pack.” But three days ago, my foster mother crashed. I requested two hundred thousand for surgery and blood-bond medicine. Serene deliberately held the approval—until my foster mother died inside a healing pod. Damien didn’t know this: I’d endured him for years for one reason—his pack’s medical access was the only thing keeping her alive. Now she was gone. And I had no reason to stay.
From Copilot to Captain: I Left My Ex Behind
751·-I spent five years as Noah's copilot, and five more as his secret lover that couldn't be acknowledged. On our anniversary, his ex sent me a text: "Guess which position we just unlocked?" The photo showed the exact move Noah had me try in bed last week. That moment, I understood—every trick he knew, she'd taught him. I took a picture of the captain transfer papers I'd hidden for three months and replied: "Congrats. But while you're busy unlocking new positions, I'm charting a flight path he'll never catch." Then I signed my name—bound for Seattle, captain of GF028. Five years of playing second fiddle ends here. From now on, I fly east, he flies west. Thirty thousand feet up, our paths will never cross. I'm my own captain now.
My husband tattooed his mistress’s name on his chest
33·-My lawyer husband came home drunk, pinned me down on the bed, and tore off my nightgown to kiss me. We hadn't been this intimate in a long time. Ever since his law firm expanded, he rarely came home. His sudden passion caught me off guard. Just as I was about to reach climax, he suddenly said to me, "Do you see it? I got your name tattooed on my heart." I saw the name "Amelia" tattooed on his chest. That wasn't my name—it belonged to his mistress.
Don Hoffmann's Secret Wife Run away
750·patI served the Don for five years, tending his wounds and his secrets. I thought the ring he gave me meant forever. Until I heard him murmur to his widowed sister-in-law: “Marrying her is just to make you jealous.” So I hid my departure in the paperwork. He thought he owned me. But even the most loyal shadow can learn to disappear in the light.
Broken Vows: A Mother’s War for Blood and Power
410·-I was the perfect corporate wife. His strategic advisor turned devoted mother. But the day I discovered my four-year-old son wasn't mine, my world shattered into a thousand pieces. My husband—the man who signed our prenup before the board—had switched our newborn with his mistress's child. And my real son? Dumped with a trafficking ring. Tortured. Broken. Left to die. They thought I'd crumble. They were wrong. I tore through the underground world with nothing but rage and a mother's love, using every connection until I found him. Now I'm done being someone's wife. Done playing second. I'm taking what's mine—the children, the company, the empire. They call me CEO Victoria Voss now. And anyone who stands in my way? They'll learn why I was the corporation's most feared negotiator before I ever became a bride. Some contracts are signed in ink. Mine was broken. Now I'll write my own legacy—over the ruined careers of everyone who hurt my child. Blood Oath Broken—When a mother's love meets a corporate titan's fury, empires fall.
My Fiancé’s Secretary Tried to Steal My First-Class Seat? I Made Them Beg on Their Knees
55·-My mom called while I was still inside a classified research facility, telling me to come home for an arranged marriage. According to her, my supposed fiancé was handsome, young and already the CEO of a major company. To ensure my safe travel, my supervisor personally contacted TSA and airport security, requiring my itinerary and identity to be fully encrypted. Because—I am Eliana Carter, a classified scientist under the National Intelligence Research Division, and the sole heiress to Carter Global Maritime, one of the world’s largest shipping empires. When I boarded the first-class cabin and reached my seat, someone suddenly yanked me backward. A stack of crisp dollar bills hit my chest. “Your first-class seat is mine now. Take the cash and go sit in economy.” I inhaled slowly, suppressing the irritation rising in my chest. “This is my seat. Why are you trying to force me out?” The woman raised an eyebrow and laughed, as if I had told a joke. “Because I’m the executive assistant of Mr. Hayes. Michael Hayes. CEO of Hayes Air. In this airport? In this city? We get whatever we want.” I stared at her for a moment, then dialed Michael Hayes’s private number. The second he answered, I asked, “Your assistant is telling people your family can buy all of Los Angeles. Is that true?”
I Tricked My CEO Husband into Signing the Divorce
441·patMy husband, Lucas—the heir to a tech empire—stole the one chance I’d waited five years for to become chief investigative reporter, and handed it to his “first love,” Sophia Ross. During four years of a secret marriage, my career and my feelings always came after the things that “mattered more.” When he picked Sophia up in his arms in front of everyone yet again, I ended it—with a divorce petition disguised as a budget sheet. The next day, I boarded a plane bound for the Eastern European war zone. Later, when he fought through half a world of smoke and fire and found me among the ruins, my eyes held nothing but the calm of battlefield wind and snow.
No Roses Left to Burn
27.0K·-Seven years of marriage, and I had never once sat at a Marchetti family table. Not on Christmas Eve. Not on Thanksgiving. Not on New Year's. Every holiday, Luca left before sundown and came home the next morning with cigar smoke in his collar and wine on his breath — traces of a world I was never allowed to enter. He always said it was tradition. Old blood. Sicilian rules passed down through generations: no outsiders at the family table. No exceptions. Not even for a wife who took the Marchetti name. I believed him. Every single time. Until the night before New Year's Eve, when he asked me to check the tire pressure on his Maserati, and I found three photographs wedged behind the owner's manual in the glovebox. All three were taken in the Marchetti private dining hall — I recognized it from a picture his mother had shown me once. Vaulted stone ceilings, a mahogany table long enough to seat forty, and the family crest carved into the mantle above the fireplace. In every photo, the same woman stood beside my husband. Her arm through his. Her hip pressed to his side. His hand on the small of her back with the kind of ease that doesn't come from politeness. It comes from habit. I sat in the driver's seat until the steering wheel turned cold beneath my fingers. There was no tradition. There was no rule. The place beside Luca had simply been taken — by someone who wasn't me. And he'd lied about it for seven years.
My Boyfriend Married His Cancer-Stricken First Love
0·-One month before our wedding, my boyfriend Ethan chose to marry his first love, Judy, instead. "She has cancer. She only has less than a month left. This is her dying wish, and I have to make it happen for her." I strongly refused, but he went behind my back and married Judy anyway. That's when I realized—he never cared about me at all. Whatever feelings I had left for him vanished completely. I packed my belongings and, before the wedding, applied to join a medical research facility for classified research. When Ethan found out, he went absolutely crazy with regret.
Bound by Blood, Broken by Silence
9.0K·-I spent five years as Dominic Russo's most trusted enforcer, and five more warming his bed in a penthouse no one knew I had the key to. On our anniversary, his ex sent me a photo — her nails raking down the same back I'd kissed that morning. Captioned: "Some things never change ?" That's when I understood. Every filthy thing he did to me in the dark, she taught him first. So I photographed the contract I'd been hiding for three months — the one that signed over the entire West Coast pipeline to me — and sent it back. "Enjoy him. I just took half his empire." Then I packed one bag and drove to the airport. Seattle was already mine on paper. Now I'd make it mine in blood.
The Alpha's Unacknowledged Mate
9.0K·-I spent five years as Cain Blackwell's most loyal enforcer—his Beta, his shadow, the she-wolf who kept his borders clean while he slept easy. And five years warming his bed in the den no one knew I had a key to. On the night of the Blood Moon Gala, his ex sent me a photo. Her nails tracing his back. His back. The same back I'd kissed that morning. Captioned: Some things never change. ? That's when I understood. Every tender thing he'd ever done to me in the dark—she'd taught him first. So I photographed the territorial charter I'd been sitting on for three months—the one that transferred the entire Western Range to me—and sent it back. Enjoy him. I just took half his hunting grounds. Then I packed one bag and drove north. Ironhollow was already mine on paper. Now I'd make it mine in blood.
The Ex
5.0K·Jay_Lay_Cul"I want to shower with you." "Really?" "Yes. But don't do anything silly okay? I wouldn't want us arriving late to work like the last time." Scott laughed at how Laura was acting. "Okay, I promise I won't cause any mischief." "Good, let's go shower. You know we're expecting some investors today."
The Billionaire’s Substitute
15.0K·ShafiraRachel is falling hard and fast for Ethan, she believes he is her Prince Charming. Yet Ethan never gives her a chance. The more time she spends with him the more she is doubting their relationship. She can't help but wonder if she's just his ex-girlfriend's substitute.
