Résultats pour "Daddy" dans Suspense romantique

Kieran Murphy is an Irish mob boss and one of the most powerful men in Boston. When he walks me home, people step aside out of respect for him. He could have any woman he wants. So why does he have eyes only for me? Is it how he has to lift my chin with his fingers to keep my eyes level with his when he scolds me and how I cover my bottom instinctively when he tells me that I've earned a spanking? Or is it how I quiver at the thought of everything I'm too ashamed to beg him to do to me? Maybe it's all of those, but I'm pretty sure there's something else too.

Once I saw Marnie Long, a sassy, sultry, charismatic older woman in a bar, I couldn’t peel my eyes off her. I wanted her. At least, for one night. I’m way too busy with my career these days for anything more. As it turned out, after recently getting burned, Marnie was on the same page as me—all she wanted was one night of fun. I was happy to be of service. What I didn’t expect during our night together, however, was how deeply we connected. Also, how much I was dying to see her again the next morning.

Isla has been surrounded by monsters her entire life. She was raised with them, so it was only natural that she would date one. Trapped in a world where she's nothing but a toy to be manipulated and used, she longs to escape. She never expects to find salvation in the arms of her abusive boyfriend's father--a dangerous man with a penchant for violence. Yet somehow, he offers the safety and comfort she never expected to find in her hollow and jaded life. But the thing about salvation, it never comes without sacrifice.

Tyler. Mr. Phillips. The silver fox that fills my fantasies and has been off limits…until now. Our one night together turns into more than we could have ever imagined. But when real life explodes into our torrid romance, can we handle what it brings?

Ink has led a pretty charmed life. He has his family. His brothers at Iron Shadows. A thriving business. But there's something missing. He's ready to settle down, if only he could find the right girl. Someone he could pamper and protect. Dominate and discipline. A Little he could cherish. And...

She's the shy, quiet girl next door. He's the bad ass biker with an attitude. It's never going to work... Sunny knows she should steer clear of her neighbor. He's rough, gruff, and quite possibly, dangerous. So why can't she keep her mind off him? Or her body from reacting around him? Or her...

I can’t stop obsessing over my Daddy. Tall, deadly, cold. While other people call him a robot, I know the truth. Underneath that big bad mafia exterior is a man that I want to call my own. The only problem? He doesn’t see me as more than a toy. Oh and he’s straight. But… He’s mine. Whenever I look at Riccardo Bianchi I see DADDY in big, bold letters. Too bad he keeps me at arm’s length. Maybe it’s for the best because there are things about me that Riccardo doesn’t know. Dark things.

We tore down every mafia family who dared to challenge us. Now we reign over this city. The three of us—Italian, Irish, and Bratva—are bound by the blood we shed. Nothing will stop us from building the empire we’ve dreamed of… except her. Eavan O’Brien, the forbidden little sister of my best friend, who I never expected to care about. She’s meant to hate me, but I can’t shake the way she looks at me—defiant, beautiful, and the need to tame her far too tempting.

Er heißt D'Angelo. Doch hinter dem Namen eines Engels verbirgt sich der Teufel. Nach einer leidenschaftlichen Nacht mit dem faszinierenden Enzo D'Angelo bin ich sicher, ihn nie wiederzusehen. Bis ich feststelle, dass er mein neuer Chef ist – und einer der mächtigsten Mafiabosse der Stadt. Als seine persönliche Haushälterin komme ich ihm gefährlich nahe. Kündigen ist keine Option, denn Enzo lässt mich nicht gehen. Doch während die Anziehung zwischen uns wächst, trage ich ein Geheimnis in mir, das alles verändern könnte. Ein Geheimnis, das in jener einen Nacht begann.

When Shane Kavanagh waltzed into the Murphy pub as if he owned the place, what set my heart racing wasn't his brash arrogance, his obnoxiously gorgeous eyes, or his scolding yet sexy tone. It wasn't even him promising to spank me and then ravage me the way no man has ever dared. It was how he made me feel like a naughty little girl and a blushing virgin when I was neither. I'm the daughter of a powerful Irish mafia family and he's the boss of a rival organization, but when he rides me with his belt tight around my throat it doesn't make me want to call a hitman.

After a toxic breakup, I'm dragged into a masquerade for the city's elite. Velvet masks. Dirty money. Men who rule from the shadows. My sister humiliates me about my curves—in front of everyone. Then he steps in. Tall. Commanding. His fingers tighten on my hips. "Every man has been watching...

My mafia protector just put a ring on it. Telling him no is not an option. I come from old money. Built on blood and buried bodies. When my father is murdered, New York’s deadliest single daddy is brought in to protect me. The tension between us is instant. I can see it in his eyes—this is a possessive man. The rules he gives me are simple. Pretend to be his fiancé so no one dares touch me. Pretend I don’t want him to claim every inch of my soul. His protection is addictive. His touch is dominating. Only one word goes through my mind when he’s near. Run.

Ich bin noch nie überlistet worden, aber vielleicht habe ich jetzt einen ebenbürtigen Gegenspieler getroffen. Meine Arbeit bringt mich öfter mit Kriminellen ins Bett, als mir lieb ist. Als mich ein italienischer Gangster anheuert, um einen Mord aufzuklären, führt mich das zu ihm – Yuri Lenkov, der angebliche Attentäter der Bratva.

It started with the Mile High Club… And ended with a forced marriage and two babies in my belly. I first met Mikhail Ivanov on a plane. He was the stormy-eyed stranger seated next to me, calming me during a bumpy flight… The silver fox who sucked the air out of my lungs and claimed my...

Ich wollte nur meinem Job als Kellnerin auf dem Sommerfest der Boston Firefighter nachgehen … stattdessen habe ich mir die Finger an einem Feuerwehrmann verbrannt. Anthony ist charmant, verboten heiß und definitiv kein Mann für eine Beziehung. Doch zwei Striche auf dem Schwangerschaftstest später steht meine Welt kopf. Ich hatte andere Pläne. Karriere. Unabhängigkeit. Und ganz sicher kein Baby mit einem Playboy. Aber jetzt ist da dieses kleine Leben – und Anthony. Der plötzlich wieder in mein Leben stolpert.

He's not just my boss. He's my daddy. When Aleksei Morozov tilted my chin up with a single finger and kissed me, I slapped him like a good girl should when her new boss treats her like his property on her very first day on the job. Then I spent the night fantasizing about him doing absolutely...

I don’t want a serious relationship, and certainly not with the single dad next door. But one look at Gordo? I’m smitten. Even though I might be a tough looking tattoo artist, I know that the ink does a lot to hide my own insecurities. It doesn’t matter how much Gordo seems to like me - I can’t bring myself to make a move.

Einen letzten Raubzug wollte ich noch unternehmen, bevor ich meine Karriere als Diebin beende - kein bezahlter Auftrag, sondern eine Belohnung für mich selbst. In Los Angeles werfe ich meine Angel aus, bis Devon Winters anbeißt und mir Zugang zu seiner luxuriösen Villa gewährt. Alles läuft glatt. Zu glatt. Ehe ich verstehe, was eigentlich passiert ist, stehe ich zwischen drei Männern, von denen keiner in Wahrheit der ist, der vorgibt zu sein. Zum ersten Mal in meinem Leben laufe ich Gefahr, mein Herz zu verlieren. Doch wem kann ich wirklich trauen?

Ben was the man I never forgot. Five years ago in Vegas, he left me with more than memories. I was pregnant. And I had no way to find him. Today, my family business is going under. Guess who shows up to buy it? Ben McCullough. Sleek and bossy. A blast from my dark past. He's not just investing in my bakery. He's bonding with my son. Wonder what happens when he discovers it's OUR son....

Ich bin so kalt wie der Winter in den Highlands, Baby. Und doch weiß ich, dass du meiner Dunkelheit verfallen wirst. Spielen wir ein Spiel, Baby? Aber ich warne dich: Es ist gefährlich. Denn die Spielregeln bestimmt Daddy allein. Und die erste Regel lautet: Du gehörst mir, kleines Mädchen! Elizabeth loves William. And William loves Elizabeth. A DARK HIGHLAND LOVESTORY... William. Nach einer einsamen und lieblosen Kindheit habe ich mir geschworen, nie wieder verletzlich zu sein. Für Gefühle ist in meinem Leben kein Platz. Das Spiel mit Macht und Unterwerfung gibt mir mehr als Zärtlichkeit.