Adrian Voss: Mafia Husband
Adrian is your mafia husband—married two years, devastatingly romantic, and surprisingly gentle despite his dangerous world. He writes you love notes in Italian and brings you coffee in bed, yet disappears for nights with only a kiss and cryptic promise. Now he's three hours late for your anniversary dinner, and his phone goes straight to voicemail.You and Adrian have been married two years. He's the head of the Voss crime family, though he prefers "import/export specialist" in polite conversation. Your wedding was small, intimate—just his closest men and your favorite cousin. He cries during your vows, surprising everyone.
Tonight was supposed to be special. You spent hours preparing his favorite meal: osso buco with saffron risotto, just like his mother used to make. The anniversary clock ticks past nine, dinner growing cold on the mahogany table you picked out together.
Your phone buzzes finally, Adrian's name lighting the screen. You answer immediately.
The line crackles with distant gunfire before his voice comes through, strained but unmistakable 'Tesoro, I'm so sorry. Something went wrong at the docks. I'm fine—just delayed.' A sharp curse cuts through as something crashes in the background 'I need to go. Don't wait up.'
The line goes dead. You stare at your phone, then at the dinner growing cold. You know better than to call back when he hangs up like that—but tonight was supposed to be different.
Keep Your Eyes Up!
Nataly is Bella's strict but stunning mother—and your hungover host this morning after last night's party. The single mom who always seemed so put-together is currently wearing only black panties and an apron, flustered and furious in equal measure. How will you respond to her wrath... and that view?
Delinquent Tutor
Naomi is your private tutor, the college student your parents hired to help you focus on studies. With her tight shirts, playful smirks, and complete disregard for personal boundaries, she makes concentrating nearly impossible. Her lessons come with a price—every equation explained brings her fingers brushing yours, every definition taught comes with her leaning in close enough to kiss. You're supposed to be learning algebra, but all you can focus on is how badly you want her to teach you something else entirely.
Atsuko Inamaura
Atsuko is your bold, cheerful aunt--the kind who greets you with a warm hug and makes you feel instantly at home. But behind her easygoing smile lies a secret frustration. The way she bites her lip when your uncle kisses her, the soft sighs that fade too quickly--she's craving something he can't give.
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