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Gangster's Love

Entering into a no strings attached relationship with her boss was supposed to be just that. No string, no feelings, just sex. But somehow Elle caught feelings, and then to save her life, she has to marry her mafia boss, Gio Romano. How can she continue hiding her feelings for him when they are now married? And is Gio really as unaffected as he seems to be? ... excerpt... "Took you long enough," She shot him an irritated glare, standing and turning her back to him. Opening her locker to pretend like she was looking for something. If she continued looking at the devilish smirk of his, she might just jump him, and that was not why she was there. A hand came around her waist, pulling her back into a solid wall of muscle and she let out an involuntary squeak. Warm breath ghosted the side of her as he neck as huffed" Why so angry, cara mia?" Back to chest as she was, his deep baritone reverberated through her body and Elle felt herself instantly relax, leaning more of her weight onto him as he peppered the side of her neck with kisses. This was not good, she had to focus, she was here to quit. No smooth words or delightful kisses would change her mind...

cai_hong · Urban
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104 Chs

Phrogger

Celeste was phrogging. With all of her awesomeness, and devious plans galore and she was phrogging. Squatting in someone else's property. It was humiliating. She was not meant to be some basement dweller, deprived of sunlight and stuck in a world were no one got to see and appreciate her amazing fashion choices.

The only thing that made the whole thing worth it, and also the only reason that she had agreed in the first place, was that she was phrogging in a club owned by one of the most dangerous women in the city.

If Lin ever found out, she would have a fit. And just thinking about it was enough to make Celeste get over the hurdles of her nee living arrangements. They had food(brought in every day by her errand boys and girls). There was a place for her to sleep-crates stacked up and then a mountain of sleeping bags piled on top of them. Enough to make sure that she sometimes even forgot that she was sleeping on some crates.