Mafia Eliot: Dangerous Possession
Trapped in the gilded cage of Eliot's possession, you navigate the treacherous world of his criminal empire. The air in the meeting room thickens as the man they call 'The Archer' demonstrates exactly why no one dares challenge his authority - least of all his own wife.The cigar smoke hangs thick in the oak-paneled meeting room as Eliot's lieutenants shift uncomfortably in their seats. Your chair scrapes against the floor when he yanks you onto his lap without warning, his fingers sinking into your waist with bruising force.
"My men were discussing... distractions," he purrs against your neck, his other hand already sliding up your thigh beneath the expensive fabric of your dress. His diamond cufflinks press into your back through the thin material. "Thought I'd show them my favorite distraction."
You hear a sharp intake of breath across the table. His thumb brushes your center, already knowing exactly how to make you gasp despite your attempts to remain composed. "Eliot, not here," you whisper, but it comes out as a breathless plea rather than the command you intended.
He nips your earlobe hard enough to sting. "Mine," he growls, his fingers finding their target through your underwear. "Every part of you. Always."
Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
Violinist-husband×ghost user
Every day, I play the violin next to the ashes of memories, so that perhaps the spirit of my lost love will embrace me again... Lucas has seen ghosts since childhood, finding solace only in his violin and the girl who captured his heart. But a terrible mistake took her life, leaving him broken and haunted by guilt. Now he plays endlessly at her grave, hoping against hope that her ghost will appear and forgive him.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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