Résultats pour "Me" dans BDSM

I've always prided myself on seeing through people's bullshit. But Dmitri Ivanov? He's a puzzle I can't solve. Sure, Boston's elite sees the perfect businessman—all devastating smiles and Armani suits. I see the monster beneath, the darkness he tries so hard to hide. The way he watches me like he wants to devour me whole. I hate how he gets under my skin. Hate how my body betrays me every time he corners me, how his touch sets me on fire even as his arrogance makes me want to scream.

I have only one goal in life: become a detective. It’s there, just out of reach, so close I can taste it. When I find out the Vitale family is about to be investigated again, I do what I do best. Jump in head first. There’s just one problem; Enzo Vitale. The man is red hot danger, every word a dare from his lips. And I never was one to turn away from a challenge….

A routine mission Sean Taggart is hunting a deadly terrorist, and his only lead is the lovely Grace Hawthorne. She's the executive assistant for an employment agency Sean suspects is a front for illegal activities. To get the truth, he is going to have to get very close to Grace, a task he is all too eager to undertake when he discovers her deliciously submissive nature. turns into a dangerous seduction. Soon, Grace Hawthorne is living a double life. By day, she is the widowed mother of two college-aged sons.

Carter McCord is everything I shouldn’t want. Fifteen years younger, he’s too cocky, too good-looking, and a playboy notorious for leaving broken hearts and wreckage in his wake. To make matters worse, he’s my competition. As an executive at my company’s top rival, the young hotshot is strictly off limits both professionally and personally. I’ve got a career to protect and a teenage daughter to raise. The last thing I need is the kind of man who makes women beg. But Carter isn’t interested in keeping it casual. The way he touches me, the way he needs me—it’s more than sex. It’s obsession.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

My family was never supposed to meet my fake fiancee. Except she just walked into my hospital room, looking just as surprised as I am. All because of one white lie. They think we’ve been together for a year, but I only met her last night. I panicked after my father didn’t name me as the next CEO of our family’s billion-dollar company. His reasoning was that “I care *too* much about work”. In fact, the whole small town we live in thinks I’m too rigid and too serious.

I've spent years building my tech empire, determined to escape my family's criminal legacy. But when the Ivanov brothers take me captive to control my father, all my careful plans crumble. My jailer, Erik Ivanov, is nothing like I expected. Behind his icy control burns a darkness that calls to my own. Each time he touches me, my resistance weakens. Each time he claims me, the line between captor and lover blurs. But falling for an Ivanov is a death sentence. Our families have been enemies for generations, and love won't erase the blood between us.

Connor Murphy was the perfect husband for a bratva kingpin's daughter. An Irish mafia boss I could marry to secure an alliance between our families. It was all supposed to be so simple... But then our wedding was attacked and I ended up on the run with his brother Caden. Now I'm caught between two men, and I can't tell which way is what. Not when Caden takes me over his knee, and definitely not when Connor bends me over and bares my bright red ass with his brother watching before making me come so hard I pass out.

He received her as payment for a debt. He never expected her soul. Claire’s world falls apart after Theo Moore abducts her. A man whose name resonates with power and danger throughout every crevice of the city. Inside his walls, every rule is his. Every breath she takes is because he allows it. But Theo’s control isn’t cold… it burns. In a game of submission and survival, the only thing more dangerous than hating him… is loving him. Own Me is a dark, addictive romance about obsession, defiance, and the fine line between captivity and devotion.

When I threw Riley Murphy over my shoulder and carried her off after killing the bastard who dared to touch her, I swore to myself that I was only bringing her home with me to keep her safe. She's an eighteen-year-old orphan who deserves a man who'll tell her she's his good girl. Not a ruthless Bratva boss who'll make her scream for him before he's even inside her. But the moment I pulled her cute little panties down for a much-needed spanking and found her soaking wet, I knew I'd be taking her innocence in the same bed I tucked her into last night.

After Daphne's pack breaks up with her for a new omega, Daphne swears off dating forever. If your alphas can dump you one day out of the blue after being together for years, there's no point in getting involved in pack life again. Daphne moves to Starsfalls for a fresh start after being hired at the cutest flower shop. Adjusting to cozy small-town living doesn't take long, and she throws herself into her new job, leaving little time to think about foolish things like dating.

Beautiful monsters wear the most alluring disguises... and the deadliest one just walked into my gallery. As a successful gallery owner in Boston, I thought I knew who I was. Then Nikolai Ivanov walked into my life, and everything changed. Dangerous, magnetic, and impossibly controlling, he awakens something dark within me. His obsession should terrify me—the cameras hidden in my apartment, the way he appears exactly when I need him, how he seems to know my every move. Instead, I find myself drawn deeper into his world of power and control. But Nikolai isn't the only one with secrets.

Brandon Keane doesn’t belong at Briarwood Prep. He’s a delinquent. He’s broke. And somehow, he thinks he can hang with me—the most popular girl in school. Not down bad yet, bruh. Apparently my stepdad is his guardian. And now he’s in my house. At my table. Breathing my air like he owns it. We clash. Constantly. Then I make one reckless mistake—and everything shifts. He stops fighting me and starts hunting me. Cornering me. I try to pretend it didn’t happen. That I don’t want it. That I’m still the same girl I was before. But I’m not. I hate him.

I've made a career of being invisible. Until I met him. Alexei Ivanov. The "Ghost" of the dark web. Digital prince of the Ivanov crime empire. Brilliant. Volatile. Irresistible. Breaking into his systems was supposed to be revenge. Instead, I found an addiction. Each taunt deliberate—digital breadcrumbs leading him straight to me. He thinks he's hunting me, but I've been hunting him all along. As our game spills from screens into reality, the electricity between us becomes impossible to ignore. The line between predator and prey blurs with every encounter.

I have a rule about dating men like him. Too bad he doesn't follow rules. I've spent enough time around rich, powerful men that I thought I knew the type. Until Vissarian Dmitriyev decided I'd be having a drink with him. He didn't just make me come right there at the table. He stripped me on his balcony, spanked my bare ass red, and then made sure the whole resort heard every desperate, screaming climax. By the time I knew he was a billionaire bratva boss, I was already his.

I’m torn between fantasy and reality. On my first night working at an exclusive adult club—a club where we have to wear masks to conceal our identities—my stranger comes to life. My attachment to him is instantaneous, but how could he be real when I created him in my mind more than a decade ago to shield me from the abuse I suffered at home? And when the club owner’s nephew sets his sights on me, I want to resist his playboy charm, but I find I’m quickly falling under his spell. How can I fall for two men at once? And what happens when my fantasy and reality finally collide?

I was his obsession. Now I'm his completely. His breath is hot on my bare skin. His eyes rove over every inch of me as his muscled body looms over mine, pinning me helplessly to the bed. When his teeth bite down where he knows it will get my attention the most, I fight to keep from giving him the satisfaction of screaming. Or coming. But the man about to ravage me brutally isn't some crazed stalker. At least not tonight.

I hate the mafia. Mountains of debt that never go away, strange men in suits with guns, whispered threats in the backroom. That’s what my life has become. I told my father to never get tangled up with the Bianchi’s, but he would do anything to save the gym his grandfather started. I thought I could handle it. Until my father takes off. Now I’m stuck with his debt and Gabriele. The a-hole says I belong to him now until I’ve worked off every cent. If I want to keep my beloved family gym I have no choice but to obey.

My life is a prison of protocols and paparazzi—an occupational hazard of being a princess of England. When I publicly refuse the “perfectly suitable”–and painfully boring match my parents are pushing on me, I’m banished to our family’s remote Irish estate until I come to my senses… Unfortunately for my pearl-clutching mother, I’m exposed to a whole different type of senses when I accidentally stumble upon Reveal, Ireland’s most exclusive “club”–and straight into the hands of its darkly devastating owner.

Until today I knew Nico Marciano only as my godfather, the man who provided for me since my father's death when I was a little girl. But when I witnessed a brutal mob killing and my life was put in danger, I quickly discovered that he's also one of the most powerful mafia dons in Sicily.