Twisted Mafia Kings

I'm the sole witness to a mafia murder. The head mobster warns me to be silent. Piercing blue eyes, god-like body, sexy lips. I didn't listen, and now he wants to punish me. He takes me captive, threatening... to play naughty, filthy games with my virgin body. Dark, dangerous games to fill me with shame.

He takes me his captive at his lavish estate. Massive. Dangerous. A modern-day Viking. A bad man worthy of his plundering ancestors. There's no denying he's sexy as he is big. My father owes him a debt, and he wants me to pay. The cost is my virgin body to do with as he pleases. He threatens to tie me up, punish me, bring me to the edge. Now, his hands are on my body, his mouth on mine. How can I escape when I'm craving his touch?

My marriage is being arranged without my consent. I'm being forced to marry a mafia man. Tall, dark, handsome, and... stuffy. Rich, cocky, and a god with his fingers. My body wants more; my lawyer brain says run. He makes me wear a stunning wedding dress. He puts his tongue between my virgin thighs. He says he's going to handcuff me, tease me, make me beg. He's wrong for me in every way—so why am I falling for him?