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"That's it, baby girl. Take Daddy's cock like the good little slut you are." My boyfriend's father had me bent over his desk, hand wrapped around my throat, splitting me open with his thick cock while my boyfriend was on the line. * * * Forget what you know about love stories. This is a fucking raw, no-filter plunge into the depraved fantasies you only jerk off to when you're home alone. This collection is your VIP pass to the kind of filth that leaves you shaking—where powerful bosses bend you over their desks' and depraved strangers use your holes in dirty alleyways before vanishing into the night. We're talking about the kind of raw, pulse-pounding taboo that gets you off: forbidden age gaps, rough, messy gangbangs, public throat-fucking that steals your voice, and first times that leave you gaping, dripping, and ruined for anyone else. Consider this your final warning. This is explicit, vulgar, and engineered to soak your panties. If you can't handle stories drenched in choking, rough anal, non-con/dub-con kinks, and filthy-mouthed sluts who beg to be used like the cum-dumpsters they are, close this book now. But if you're ready to get utterly wrecked—if you're craving that full-body, mind-melting, vibrator-on-high kind of climax that leaves you a boneless, dripping mess... Your next orgasm is waiting. Turn the page. We promise you'll be a good girl for us.

I am the Shark of NYC. I am know in the business world for being relentless and having always my way. And my hidden side, my Italian Mafia side, I am a killer, I don't care who stands in my way because I will End you.Then everything went downhill when she walked into my life. Olivia Black. I need her. She will be mine and I don't care about the consequences. I will deal with them later. She will be mine. Even if it is the last thing I'll ever do.

“Hold her mouth open, she’s too polite to ask for it.” A firm hand grips my jaw, keeping it wide, as another man groans above me, thick and pulsing, his cock sliding against my tongue with punishing rhythm. She was supposed to be a transaction. One night. A girl forced to sell herself for money, and three men who could offer more than she’d ever dreamed, for a price. But Harper isn’t like the others. When she steps into that hotel suite, fragile and brave all at once, she isn’t just agreeing to pleasure. She’s agreeing to surrender. And something about her, about the way she flinches, the way she obeys, the way she doesn’t ask for more, makes them all pause. They own a club built on power, discipline, and unshakable rules. But she doesn’t know any of that yet. All she knows is what it feels like to be touched like she matters, just once. When they ask if she wants more, she says the wrong thing. “I’d have to ask Mark.” What should’ve been a second arrangement turns into a revelation. Because they know what Mark is. And now they know what he’s been doing to her. Two days later, they offer her another night. Same price. Only this time… they don’t plan on letting her go back. “Good girls take it. All of it. Even when it hurts.” I scream into the pillow as one thrusts deeper, harder, while the other presses his weight against my back, whispering filth into my ear and slapping my thigh until I shake.

They say the devil knows your name before you ever see his face. Cedric Santos learns this truth in the private booth of New York’s most exclusive club, serving champagne to the man who holds his family’s life in his hands. Gianni Falcone, New York’s newest kingpin, smiles like he knows every secret Cedric is hiding. Because he does. Desperate to pay his father’s $500,000 mafia debt, Cedric agrees to work undercover for the police with Gianni as the target. Except Gianni is actually Gus Franco, the invisible boy from high school who witnessed Cedric’s greatest humiliation. Who has been obsessively in love with him for six years, who orchestrated everything; the debt, the desperation, and the carefully constructed trap, just to make Cedric his. What starts as espionage turns into seduction. Every touch is a claim, every kiss is a threat, and Cedric finds himself falling for the monster who destroyed his life to remake it in his image. Detective Marcus Chen offers a way out, but Gianni offers everything else, only if Cedric surrenders to him completely. In a game where love and control are indistinguishable, the only way out is deeper in.

She loved him her whole life. But she never saw him coming. Indie has spent years secretly in love with Braxton Fallon—her childhood friend, her anchor, the boy with the sad blue eyes who once saved her after she lost everything. To the world, they’re inseparable. To her, he’s the love she’ll never confess. Then Brax announces his engagement—to Bianca, Indie’s high school tormentor—and asks Indie to plan the wedding. Heartbroken but determined, she agrees, vowing to finally let him go. But at the Fallon lake house, Indie’s plans are shattered when she meets Slade—Brax’s arrogant, magnetic twin brother she never knew existed. Slade is infuriating. He’s reckless. He’s temptation in its most dangerous form. And he wants her with a hunger that terrifies her… because part of her wants him too. Brax is everything she’s ever loved. Slade is everything she’s ever feared—and wanted. Now Indie must choose between the safe love she’s always dreamed of… or the reckless passion that threatens to set her ablaze. Explicit Content Warning: This book contains mature themes, sexual content, and scenes intended for readers 18+. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Sebastian's POV I've been watching my stepbrother since the wedding. He doesn't know. He thinks I'm cold. Distant. A rich asshole who doesn't care. He's right about the cold part. My father made sure of that. But when I see his manager grab him by the collar, when he accidentally sends me a shirtless photo meant for the girl who's been laughing at him behind his back — something in me cracks. I protect him because I have to. I want him because I'm weak. And when my father starts circling Jae like prey, when I find out someone wants him dead and others just want him broken, I have to choose. My family. Or the first person who ever made me understand what love means. Touching him would be a sin. Letting him die would be worse. Jae's POV In my world, you either survive alone or you don't survive at all. My manager beats me. My girlfriend laughs at me online. My stepfather wants me on a stripper pole. Then my stepbrother — cold, gorgeous, untouchable Sebastian — tells me he wants to protect me. He says he'll make me forget everything she did. But his father is obsessed with me. Someone is trying to kill me. And three years ago, my own father died in a bar that belongs to their family. Falling for Sebastian would be dangerous. Letting him go would be suicide. But how do I trust a man who was ice yesterday and fire today? How do I know the hand pulling me out of the dark isn't the same one that buried my father?