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I can’t believe I gave my v-card to a hot billionaire old enough to be my dad. I was only going out to celebrate my friend’s birthday. Next thing I know, I’m sweaty and tangled up in the sheets - happily giving my v-card to this gorgeous grump of a man. To make matters worse, I had to sneak past his adorable little girl on my walk of shame the morning after. But he never asked for my number, so I thought for sure I would never see him again. Until the nausea started. Now I have nine months to figure this out. That is until he showed up at my doorstep with an offer I couldn’t refuse.

It was supposed to be one night. No names. No past. No consequences. Then I missed my period. And the man I thought I’d never see again— Walked into my family’s gala. Vincent Russo. The enemy. The threat. The father of my child. He says marrying him is the only way to protect the baby. But he doesn’t want a wife. He wants obedience. Control. And maybe something more. Because sometimes, when he touches me, It feels like he’s trying to forget who we are. And when I look at him... I start to forget too. But our last names were built on blood. Our families don’t forgive. And now ...

He’s the enemy of my family— And the first man to ever touch me. One second, I’m walking down the aisle. The next, I’m in a cabin with a mafia enforcer who looks at me like I’m already his. Max Mastroni is cold. Brutal. Covered in scars. He says I’m just leverage—bait for my father. But his hands say something else. So do the things he makes me feel. I try to run. I scream, I fight, I curse his name. But he doesn’t care that I’m untouched. He just says he’ll ruin me gently. I thought I knew what hate was. Turns out it looks a lot like obsession. And sounds a lot like his...

I gave my v-card to a billionaire twice my age. And now I’m pregnant with his baby. And it could mean me losing everything… After a nasty fall at his office Ethan landed himself in my care. He’s grumpy, rich, infuriatingly handsome and arrogant. He ran off every single nurse but me. I was the only one left. I may be a compassionate person, but he was testing my every nerve. Then I gave him a sponge bath and saw his chiseled body and what he was packing. Before I knew it, he had me pinned to his bed. I hoped no one could hear us. He’s no longer a patient. But his firm is now in ...

Seduced by my family’s rival… I agreed to one night. One chance to get him out of my system. But the way Alexei Kozlov kisses might as well be a tattoo. The second our lips touch, he marks me as his. Escaping his hold is impossible. Those ice-blue eyes are with me, always. Protecting me from enemies. Waiting for me to break. And when I do, it’s life-changing. World-altering. Disastrous. Because it’s no longer just my family’s enemies that are after us. It’s everyone. But Alexei Kozlov doesn’t bow to anyone. He protects what’s his—me and the life growing inside me—even if...

We’re supposed to be faking it but I’m falling hard for my brother’s hot best friend who’s twice my age. Josh is arrogant, filthy rich and has a ton of pride. He’s not the type to ask anyone for a favor. But he has a crazy ex who will stop at nothing to take his son away. So when he begs me to be his fake fiancé to help win the custody battle, I say yes. Then a simple week away ended up with us tangled up in the sheets. The harder we try to fake it, the harder it is to resist each other. Lines have been crossed and neither of us know what’s fake or real anymore. The only thing ...

I was supposed to be the hot silverfox’s ski instructor not have his baby. Jackson is a lot of things –pretentious, grumpy, drop-dead gorgeous and rich– but a competent skier is not one of them. It’s my job to teach him. But he literally can’t follow instructions to save his life. In the middle of our lesson, the weather shifts and we’re stuck on a dangerous mountainside. But as the temperature drops, I feel the connection between us heating up. When our bodies collide, it creates a spark that could light the world on fire. And the only things that are keeping me warm and ...

Doveva essere solo una notte. Niente nomi. Nessun passato. Nessuna conseguenza. Poi il ciclo non è arrivato. E l’uomo che pensavo di non rivedere mai più— è entrato al gala della mia famiglia. Vincent Russo. Il nemico. La minaccia. Il padre di mio figlio. Dice che sposarlo è l’unico modo per proteggere il bambino. Ma non vuole una moglie. Vuole obbedienza. Controllo. E forse qualcosa di più. Perché a volte, quando mi tocca, sembra che stia cercando di dimenticare chi siamo. E quando lo guardo… comincio a dimenticarlo anch’io. Ma i nostri cognomi sono costruiti sul sangue. Le...

Mi sto innamorando dell’unico uomo che sono stata addestrata a distruggere. Mi sono svegliata in un attico senza alcun ricordo di chi io sia. Dmitri Kozlov dice che sono sua moglie. Che ho avuto un terribile incidente. Che lui è qui per proteggermi. Ma l’uomo che si fa chiamare mio marito non ha nulla del compagno dolce che finge di essere. È freddo. Dominante. Letale. E ogni mio istinto urla: scappa. Ma il mio corpo non ascolta. Gli obbedisce. Lo desidera. Anche quando intravedo la verità — le armi, la violenza, le bugie — non riesco a smettere di volere lui. Perché sotto ...

He’s rich, single, and twice my age. I’m not looking for love. Life after graduation is complicated enough. Which is why my dad’s neighbor Eric is off-limits. His penthouse might be squeaky clean, but I don’t need a psychology degree to see that his life is one big mess. Yet when fate keeps throwing us together, I’m powerless to resist him and his kisses. And as I get to know him, I realize it isn’t just his lips I like. It’s the way he treats the people in his life—his daughter, my dad, and me. Like we really matter. The more I’m with him, the lower my defenses get. Until...

Je n'arrive pas à croire que j'ai donné ma virginité à un milliardaire sexy assez vieux pour être mon père. Je sortais juste pour célébrer l'anniversaire de mon amie. Et voilà que je me retrouve toute en sueur, enchevêtrée dans les draps – offrant volontiers ma virginité à ce magnifique râleur. Pour compliquer les choses, j'ai dû me faufiler devant sa petite fille adorable lors de ma marche de la honte le matin suivant. Mais il n'a jamais demandé mon numéro, alors je pensais être sûre de ne jamais le revoir. Jusqu'à ce que la nausée commence. Maintenant, j'ai neuf ...

Il est riche. Sexy. Exaspérant. Et totalement hors de portée. Alors pourquoi est-ce que je n'arrive pas à m'en éloigner ? Il y a quatre ans, Vincent Cagney m'a offert la meilleure aventure d'une nuit de ma vie. Mais je ne m'attendais pas à ce que le milliardaire revienne dans ma petite ville de Lockepoole. Ni à ce qu'il rachète l'hôtel pour lequel j'ai travaillé si dur pour le maintenir à flot. Il dit qu'il veut préserver son esprit, mais je sais que ce sont les dollars qui l'intéressent avant tout. C’est pour ça que je ne lui ai jamais parlé de la fille que nous avons en ...

È il nemico della mia famiglia— E il primo uomo che mi abbia mai toccata. Un momento sto percorrendo la navata. Quello dopo, mi ritrovo in uno chalet con un sicario della mafia che mi guarda come se fossi già sua. Max Mastroni è freddo. Spietato. Coperto di cicatrici. Dice che sono solo una pedina—un’esca per mio padre. Ma le sue mani raccontano un’altra storia. E anche quello che mi fa provare. Provo a scappare. Urlo, lo colpisco, lo maledico. Ma non gli importa che io sia intatta. Dice solo che mi rovinerà… con dolcezza. Credevo di sapere cosa fosse l’odio. In realtà, ...

Essayer de faire bonne impression lors de ma première journée… je suppose que je n’aurais pas dû coucher avec le patron avant. Ramener un milliardaire sexy du club chez moi n’était pas dans mes plans. Je ne suis pas du genre à chercher une aventure d’une nuit. Mais je n’ai pas le temps de remettre en question ma décision, pas quand j’ai ma première journée dans mon nouveau travail à préparer. Un travail qui, il s’avère, consiste à rendre des comptes au PDG. Qui se trouve être le bel homme avec qui j’ai partagé les draps. J’essaie de rester professionnelle, ...

Papa mourrait s’il savait que son meilleur ami a pris ma virginité. Drake Vance est incroyablement sexy, outrageusement riche et totalement interdit. Avec ses costumes sur mesure et un visage qui pourrait figurer sur une couverture de magazine. Il est aussi le meilleur ami de mon père, et il a le double de mon âge. Par pure gentillesse, il m’embauche comme chef dans sa nouvelle entreprise technologique. Une nuit. Une erreur. Et je lui ai donné ma virginité. C'était censé être tout ce que ça aurait dû être. Mais voilà qu'il se retrouve dans ma cuisine, dégustant ma cuisine ...

Je jure que j’allais le tuer. Puis je suis devenue sa femme. Andrei Volkov est l’héritier en or de la Bratva. Impitoyable. Obsédé. Et la raison pour laquelle la moitié de ma famille est morte. Alors quand il m’enlève et exige que je l’épouse en échange de la paix, j’accepte — pour une seule raison : Me rapprocher assez pour lui trancher la gorge. Mais vivre dans sa forteresse devient autre chose. Chaque contact est une menace. Chaque baiser, une guerre. Et quand notre jeu tordu devient réel, je commence à voir le garçon brisé derrière le monstre. Maintenant, notre ...

I never thought spilling a hot cup of coffee on my Billionaire Type-A Tyrant of a boss would end in him claiming my v-card. The Plan: Work at AdPlanet, build a career, move up the corporate ladder. Not the Plan: Having to avoid my hot Boss Hole. I’d heard the rumors - He’s a playboy with an ego bigger than life. Spoiler alert: The rumors are true. But this girl has bills to pay. So, it was simple - Put on my big girl pants and face the music. Then a late night at the office led to a hot kiss and me losing my v-status. He’s my boss and twice my age – what was I thinking? One minute ...

Non riesco a credere di aver dato la mia prima volta a un miliardario sexy… abbastanza grande da poter essere mio padre. Ero uscita solo per festeggiare il compleanno della mia amica. E invece, in un battito di ciglia, mi sono ritrovata sudata e avvolta nelle lenzuola — felicissima di consegnare la mia verginità a quell’uomo burbero e incredibilmente affascinante. Come se non bastasse, la mattina dopo ho dovuto sgattaiolare via facendo la walk of shame… cercando di non svegliare la sua adorabile bambina. Ma non mi ha mai chiesto il numero, quindi ero sicura che non l’avrei mai ...

Il est l'ennemi de ma famille— Et le premier homme à m'avoir touchée. En une seconde, je suis en train de marcher dans l'allée. Dans la suivante, je suis dans une cabane avec un exécuteur de la mafia qui me regarde comme si j'étais déjà sienne. Max Mastroni est froid. Brutal. Couvert de cicatrices. Il dit que je ne suis qu’un levier—un appât pour mon père. Mais ses mains disent autre chose. Tout comme les choses qu’il me fait ressentir. J'essaie de fuir. Je crie, je me bats, je maudis son nom. Mais il se fiche que je sois intacte. Il dit juste qu'il va me ruiner doucement. ...

Pensavo di aver chiuso con gli uomini, finché non ho incontrato il migliore amico di mio padre. Dopo essere stata lasciata all’altare, tutto ciò che voglio è una casa tutta mia. Un posto dove poter raccogliere i pezzi. La vecchia casa di mia nonna è perfetta… o almeno lo sarà, una volta ristrutturata. Per fortuna, Austin — il migliore amico di mio padre — è anche il miglior capocantiere della città. È ricco sfondato e dannatamente bello: alto, spalle larghe e quegli occhi castani gentili che mi catturano. Ha anche il doppio dei miei anni. Assolutamente proibito. Ma quando ...