When Love Don't work

When Love Don't work

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When a woman leaves everything, she knows behind and starts a new live in a city she has only heard off, and where a man, known for his evil and dangerous ways, meets said woman, what will happen between these two? ~Dedication.~ "To all the readers who wants to be drenched in their own soil. This one's for you. ;)" "Uhm... Diabolo... Can you please-" I placed my finger under her chin, pulling her closer towards me. I swear she could feel my breath on her lips as I could feel hers. Her scent was driving me crazy. I wanted this woman; I needed this woman. Right now. I leaned in and kissed her on her beautiful, big, full lips. God, that lip combo of hers is about to get smeared. What was in her lip gloss? Her lips tasted like strawberry. It just made me want to taste her lips even more. Hello everyone. Long time no see. I finally continued this story that's been on hold for the longest time. To the people that speak Italian, I am sorry if some of sentences don't make sense. I used google translate so that's why. But most of the places I named, are in Italy. But yeah, I hope all of you have fun and enjoy my story. Impressive rankings: #1 IN bosswoman #1 IN italianman #2 IN interrelationship #4 IN blackwoman #4 IN mafia #6 IN bwwm
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γ€Ž π™‰π™Š π˜Ώπ™Šπ™π˜½π™ 』 What happens when a 22-year old lands a job in a restaurant, and meets the owner's son. Excerpt from book: γ€Š His voice was low, raspy, laced with something of desire, maybe, but all I could hear was lust of the most unchaste kind. "You know, you drive me crazy,... so fucking insane. And it might just be my madness talking, but I have a feeling you want me." He approached, closing the gap between our two bodies. I tried taking a step back, but only felt the cold kitchen counter against my warm trembling palms. "Do you want me, dolcezza?" He whispered against my ear as his hands found their way to my waist. The heat between my legs was insufferable, and my pounding heart drummed against the walls of my chest. In my head, it was clear, I wanted him, but him, of all people? He lowered his hands to my hips and pulled me impossibly closer to him. I let out a shaky breath, that came out as a soft moan. Shit. "Then be a good girl, and say it." 》 ❦❦❦ Read trigger warnings first. I do NOT own any of the pictures or the music displayed in this book. Highest rankings: #1 in blackwoman #1 in trend #1 in slowburn #1 in forbidden #1 in trending #1 in blackgirl #1 in vote

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