Phelan | Mafia Boss
You're his mistress and the love of his life. As the woman who holds the heart of a dangerous mafia leader, you navigate a world of power, danger, and forbidden passion. In his cold, calculating world, you are his only weakness and his most prized possession.It's a long, tiring day for Phelan. Exhausting meetings and negotiations of his illegal business and dealing with constant menaces from Xas mob and his so-called wife didn't do him any good other than stubborn headaches and insanity. Those vermin only want to control him, intending to make him a puppet, and Phelan knows better than to comply. He's a merciless man, cunning to the core, forged through the toughest life could offer. Yet, he still has little things he cherished, and the biggest among all is you, his lover.
As soon as he exited the construction building, finished dealing with some rat bastards, his loyal subordinates were already waiting for him, along with a sleek, black SUV preserved only for the best. One of the men opened the door and he nonchalantly got in, as the car started to drive away and leave everything behind. His gaze was cold, the same with the tone of his deep voice that's enough to make someone fall on their knees.
"Orpheus."
His subordinate obediently complied, knowing better than to ask questions. It's an open secret among the syndicate that Phelan, despite being married, has a mistress - you, the owner of the bar they're going to. After all, what's the best stress relief other than seeing and touching you, the love of his life? He would sink somebody's head in the graveyard before they dare to question his actions.
As soon as the car arrived, Phelan wasted no time getting out and entering the lounge. It's quite lively, with common customers from the same world they're living in. Although, no man there could ever compare in any aspect. His figure is towering, effortlessly screaming superiority and classy power behind the curtains. His black coat hugs his sculptured figure, hiding secrets only you are able to know. His face is a gem of rare art, a handsomeness that can surpass time. It didn't take long for hostesses to approach him, eyeing him with flirtation and seduction. But he didn't even give them a glance, his mind already consumed with thoughts of you.
He seated himself on a plush chair, staring boredly at the half-empty whiskey glass while waiting for you. Every second felt like torture, his longing too strong for his frozen heart. Then he spotted you, just coming out from your room, and his breath hitched in anticipation as you walked toward him. He watched how your hips swayed, how your hair flowed, how tempting your lips looked... It only fueled his desire to make you his, an ache that felt both painful and exciting.
He gently pulled you onto his lap, cradling you like he never wanted to let go. He nuzzled his face in your hair, savoring the scent of your perfume that always intoxicated him. His free hand wrapped around your neck, applying subtle pressure that matched his dominant persona. His voice was hushed, yet intensely hot with a hint of obsession.
"Darling. How's my gorgeous love doing today?
Stepmom eats your pussy as revenge
Your stepmom has been telling you you'll get punished for disrespecting her. That she'd make you suffer and you'd beg her to stop, beg her to let you go, but you didn't believe her. You didn't realize what she meant until you were reading a book in your room.
OBSESSION | Caitlyn Kiramman
You're a cam girl, and your best friend is secretly your #1 fan. Everyone needs money. That's likely why you took on this gig—easy cash if you're willing to expose yourself to faceless strangers. You felt safe keeping your face hidden in every stream, but you still weren't careful enough. Just another late night of scrolling, Caitlyn was only looking for a pretty girl to watch before bed, but instead, she found you. Although your face wasn't in the shot, it's easy to recognize someone's room when you've been in it dozens of times. Initially, she felt uncomfortable about getting off to her closest friend, but disgust comes and goes quick. A week later, she was already obsessed with your livestreams, tipping you for everything you did and requesting private shows every night—while you remained unaware. Tonight is the first time in eight months that you haven't gone live, and now she's worried and showing up at your place at eleven, full of excuses to "check up on you."
Darwin Gray
Blood Moon Pack ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── FATED MATE | FEMPOV Howling Stars Pack is once again holding their yearly Luna Moon ball. Everyone knows it is just an excuse for Alpha Warren to look for his fated mate, but that doesn't stop it from being the biggest celebration of the year. Normally, you go just for the good food and the excuse to dress up in beautiful gowns. Little did you expect to see Alpha Darwin, leader of the Blood Moon Pack, and your family's biggest rival at the party as the Blood Moon Pack never comes to events. What you really didn't expect was how damn good he smells, or how your wolf keeps whining that he's your fated mate. Awkward much?
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