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Dorian Gray’s painting was never in the vault of the library. We currently have no idea where it is and the only person who can track it is probably being held hostage in a storage yard with all kinds of cursed objects. Balthazar’s dick is still cursed and there’s no easy way to remove it. I already made it worse once. I hope it doesn’t fall off this time. I was totally against marrying Reyson when he woke up and announced I would be his new wife, but my resolve on that is starting to weaken. I’m starting to care for the damned god.

The stars say I’m aggressive, dominant, first in line to lead. The stars aren’t wrong. Zodiac Tactical is my company. It’s run by those I’ve chosen for their skills and ability to outmaneuver adversaries. We guard, protect, rescue…assist on the side of the angels.

The moment Scarlett Rose appeared in the window of her parents’ dance studio, twirling like a beautiful figurine in a music box, she became mine. Irrevocably. She knew me better than I knew the lines of my own hands, though I had never confessed to her whose blood ran through my veins.

I married, and I did all the things asked of me. Then she ran away. That was the end of it, or so I thought. Until I found her again. This time, should I let her get away so easily?

The man whispering those words in my ear isn't just a powerful mob boss, he's the brute who stripped me bare, whipped me with his belt, and claimed my virgin body roughly and shamefully in front of his men as I screamed and begged and came for him until I collapsed in his arms. I should hate it when he calls me that, but all I do is blush as I wait for him to make me his all over again.

She was to be my wife. I was to be her husband. Fate had other plans. She was falling for someone else while I was waiting for her. When you come from one of the most ruthless families in the country, you're used to getting what you want. Part of me wanted her, the other...well, let's just say, sometimes love can be reckless.

I can still remember the moment I first heard Cyrus Holt's deep, commanding voice. I didn't know who he was or about the life he'd left behind. I was just a trembling orphan on the run from a monster, and he was the man offering me shelter and not giving me a choice about it. This boss of bosses didn't assign someone else to watch over me. He slept on the floor next to my bed when I woke up scared, then spanked me like a naughty little girl when I lied to him.

I may be a mafia princess, but I have bigger plans than to stay in this sheltered world. I’m in Milan to pursue my dreams as a fashion designer. Having an affair is the last thing on my mind, except he’s handsome and charming and Italian. In other words, he’s irresistible. What’s the harm in having a little fun?

I offered to do anything to save my father’s life when he was captured by the devil he owed a debt to. A three-million-dollar debt. So, I became the devil’s spy as I entered the lair of the Cartel King to take a job as a live-in nanny for his niece. My orders were simple; all I needed to do was this: get close to the Cartel King and be his...to do anything he wanted me to do. I was to make him trust me enough to tell me the secrets his enemies need. Do that, and I would save my father. I just never expected to fall in love.

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. For a man like me, that thing is darkness. The darkness from my past never ended my life. It darkened my heart and flowed through my veins, fueling my hunger for revenge. That's why I accepted the job to protect her. Summer Reeves. The beautiful angel who became an asset to me when she saw something she shouldn’t have seen. Protecting her meant getting closer to catching the man who betrayed me. I learned long before I joined the Bratva that you have to be heartless to be strong. Except she was the wild card I never saw coming.

Betrayed, deceived, broken. They are the only words used to describe who I have become. Make no mistake, I let this happen. But do you want to know the thing about letting someone into your life? It can be undone. Lucas Rossi may think he has won this round. But I have news for him: I’m going to win every other one he sends my way. My heart may be in shackles, but my head has perfect clarity.

Lucas: I was obsessed from the beginning. And once I have an obsession. It's best you don't get in my way. Chanel: I tried to stay away. He was the one who was whispered about on the streets. The viper that, once he had a taste, would hunt you down and collect you. And Lucas liked to collect things. One of those things was me.

In my world, loyalty is everything. I shouldn’t have let her get close. I shouldn’t have let her get under my skin. But that doesn’t mean I’ll let another take her from me. He’ll pay with his life, because nothing will keep me from reclaiming what I lost.

The moment Brando Piero Fausti appeared in the snow-filled night, he made the blood hum in my veins. With a body worthy of a statue in Italy, he tethered my life to his with an irrevocable bond. He was the most dangerous man I had ever felt. A savage beast lurked just beneath his surface, ready to battle for what he loved the most—me.

My enemy murdered my wife and my father, so I took his daughter... I stole the Bratva princess and locked her away on my island. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. Blood for blood. Stealing Isabella is the only way to find her father. I just wasn’t prepared for the temptation of her, nor the effect she’d have on my cold dead heart. One taste I shouldn’t have had and I wanted more. She’s my captive...my enemy’s daughter. Being with her is unthinkable. Yet, I want to claim her, take her, own her. Make her mine.

The most important person in Matthew's life is God. That is, until he meets Xander. Now, his faith is tested and his innocence challenged by the lust he feels for his nihilistic and sadistic roommate. College is supposed to be a time of experimentation, but some experiments may go too far. When Xander locks him in a chastity device, Matthew begins to wonder if desire this intense can be controlled by mere faith.

Even without a memory, the world is a dark and damned place. There are things around us that regular people don’t know about.... I know those things. I’ve done those things. It’s the way of this world when you’re on the throne. This temple is rightfully mine. I am the crown. This isn’t just my life. It’s my soul. My empire. My fortress. And her. She’s too sweet, so innocent, so naïve to the world around her and I want to immerse myself in it. But there is an ill twist hanging in the air.

After escaping both my father’s plans to marry me off and the Russian mafia, I woke up this morning thinking I was a free woman...until I saw the man sipping coffee in my hotel room. He’s a billionaire as powerful as any mob boss, yet even as he spanks me into soaking wet, shameful surrender I can’t help begging him to ravage my virgin body right then and there. I can run, but I know soon I’ll be kneeling at his feet, bare, blushing, and ready to be claimed.

We were not meant to be together…then a dark twist of fate stepped in, and we're the ones who will pay for it. As the eldest son and heir of the Cavalieri name, I will inherit a great deal more than a billion-dollar empire. I will receive a legacy of secrets, lies, and scandal. After enduring a childhood filled with malicious rumors about my father, I have fallen prey to his very same sin. I married a woman I didn't love out of a false sense of family honor. Now she has died under mysterious circumstances, and I am left to play the widowed groom.

My line of work lands me in bed with criminals more often than I’d like. When an Italian mobster hires me to investigate a murder, it leads me to him. Yuri Lenkov, rumored assassin for the Bratva. The moment we meet, I know he’s dangerous. Not to mention, the man is arrogant as hell. He agrees to answer my questions, if I go to dinner with him. How hard can that be? Much harder than I anticipated.