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To the world, Theo Lancaster is the perfect billionaire-devastatingly handsome, irresistibly charming, and untouchable in his success. But behind the dazzling smile lies a man haunted by a past he can't escape. When his carefully guarded world begins to unravel, he reluctantly hires Nora Bennett, a sharp-tongued therapist with no patience for his walls of pretense. Nora has seen her share of broken souls, but Theo is unlike any client she's ever had. He's infuriating, magnetic, and completely off-limits. Hired under the guise of a "wellness consultant," Nora's job is to help him face his demons. But as their forced proximity sparks a connection neither can deny, the line between professional and personal begins to blur. Just as Theo starts to believe in a future with Nora, his manipulative ex-fiancée, Victoria Langley, returns with a vengeance, determined to shatter everything he's built-including his newfound hope for love. When secrets from Theo's past collide with Victoria's ruthless schemes, Nora must decide whether to stay and fight for him or walk away before she loses herself in the process
The faint hum of the ocean filled the air as Nora Bennett stood at the edge of the Lancaster estate. Her eyes scanned the massive iron gates before her, their sharp edges glinting in the California sun, an unspoken warning to anyone who dared venture too close. The mansion beyond was even more imposing-a sleek, modern fortress perched precariously on the cliffs of Malibu, its glass walls reflecting the endless stretch of blue sky.
This was Theo Lancaster's sanctuary. And his prison.
Nora inhaled sharply, tightening her grip on her leather satchel. She could do this. She had to do this. It wasn't every day that someone like her-an independent therapist running a modest practice in downtown LA-got a call to work with a billionaire. Not just any billionaire, but the Theo Lancaster. The man who'd turned a small tech startup into an empire worth billions. The man who graced magazine covers with a smirk that could melt glaciers. And, according to the barely coherent assistant who'd contacted her, a man teetering on the edge of collapse.
The gates creaked open slowly, startling her. A security guard waved her in without so much as a glance, and she swallowed the lump in her throat as she stepped onto the perfectly paved driveway.
It wasn't the grandeur that unnerved her-she'd dealt with wealthy clients before. It was the eerie stillness, the lack of life in a place that should have been bustling.
She made her way to the front door, an imposing slab of polished wood that stood at least ten feet tall. Before she could knock, the door swung open.
"You're late."
The voice was deep, clipped, and unmistakably annoyed.
Nora's gaze lifted, meeting the stormy blue eyes of Theo Lancaster himself. He stood in the doorway, tall and broad-shouldered, his presence as commanding as the mansion behind him. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, as though he'd run a hand through it one too many times, and his jaw was shadowed with stubble. He wore a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing strong forearms, but the slight wrinkles in the fabric suggested he'd been wearing it for hours.
Nora blinked, momentarily caught off guard. He was even more striking in person, but the sharp edge to his expression made it clear he wasn't in the mood for pleasantries.
"Traffic," she replied evenly, recovering quickly. "I assume you've heard of it?"
Theo's brows lifted, clearly unaccustomed to being spoken to like that. "And I assume you've heard of punctuality."
"Touché." Nora adjusted her satchel and stepped past him into the foyer, forcing him to move aside. The air inside was cool, almost cold, and the silence was deafening.
Theo closed the door and turned to face her. "Let's get one thing straight, Miss Bennett-"
"Dr. Bennett," she corrected, meeting his glare with one of her own.
His lips twitched, but it wasn't a smile. "Dr. Bennett. I don't need a therapist. I don't need help. And I definitely don't need someone like you telling me how to live my life."
Nora arched a brow. "Then why am I here?"
Theo's jaw tightened. "Because my board thinks I'm 'stressed.'" He said the word like it was a curse. "They're worried it'll affect my work. So, congratulations, you're here to check a box. Do whatever it is you do, and then leave."
"Right." Nora dropped her bag onto a nearby chair and folded her arms. "Because therapy is all about ticking boxes. Maybe I'll start by asking how it feels to be so...hostile."
His eyes darkened, and for a moment, she thought he might kick her out. Instead, he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms in a way that made his biceps strain against the fabric of his shirt.
"I'm not hostile," he said coolly. "I just don't like wasting time."
"Funny," she said, "because I'm starting to feel the same way."
A tense silence settled between them, broken only by the faint sound of waves crashing against the cliffs outside.
Theo's gaze lingered on her, assessing, as though trying to figure out what kind of person would dare talk to him this way.
Finally, he pushed off the wall and gestured toward the living room. "Fine. Let's get this over with."
Nora followed him into the sprawling space, her eyes briefly skimming over the minimalist decor-sleek furniture, muted tones, and an enormous glass wall that offered an uninterrupted view of the ocean.
Theo dropped onto a leather armchair, motioning for her to sit across from him. She remained standing.
"First session," she began, her tone calm but firm. "I like to set expectations."
He smirked. "Oh, this should be good."
"You don't have to like me," she continued, ignoring his remark. "You don't even have to trust me-at least not yet. But if you want this to work, you have to be honest. With me and with yourself."
Theo leaned back, spreading his arms across the chair's armrests. "And if I'm not?"
"Then this is a waste of time," she said bluntly. "For both of us."
His eyes narrowed slightly, but there was a flicker of something else in his expression-curiosity, maybe.
"You're different," he said after a moment.
"Different how?"
"Most people either try to please me or fear me. You don't seem to care about either."
Nora allowed herself a small smile. "I'm not most people."
Theo tilted his head, studying her. "We'll see."
Their eyes locked, the tension between them crackling like static electricity. It wasn't hostile anymore, but it wasn't comfortable either. It was something...unspoken.
"Fine," he said finally, breaking the silence. "I'll give this a shot. But don't expect me to spill my deepest, darkest secrets in one session."
"Don't worry," Nora replied, taking a seat. "I've got time. The question is, do you?"
Theo didn't answer. He didn't need to. The look in his eyes said enough.
In the ruthless underworld of 1980s New York, two men are about to break every rule. Luca Bianchi, heir to one of the city's most feared mafia families, has always known his path was laid out before him: loyalty to his family, power, and a life without the possibility of true love. But when he meets Adrian Russo-mysterious, charming, and working for a rival clan-his world is turned upside down. What starts as a dangerous flirtation spirals into an all-consuming, forbidden romance. Adrian has his own secrets. Caught in the crossfire of mafia politics, he's playing a dangerous game, navigating the delicate line between desire and betrayal. The deeper he falls for Luca, the more impossible it becomes to keep his double life hidden. One slip, and it's not just his heart on the line-it's his life. As family loyalty and passion clash, Luca and Adrian are forced to confront a choice that could destroy everything they've ever known. Their love could end the generations-old war between their families... or ignite it anew. Will they defy the rules of their world and risk everything for a chance at love? Or will their secrets tear them apart before they even get the chance to find out?
Aria Romano never imagined her life would turn into a living nightmare. Trapped in a contract marriage to settle her father's debt, she's now tied to Damien Salvatore-the cold, calculating mafia heir who only sees her as a pawn. But there's a catch: Damien is openly gay, and he makes it clear that their marriage is nothing more than a business deal, devoid of love or intimacy. Damien is everything she despises: arrogant, dominant, and utterly untouchable. He wants nothing to do with his new bride, keeping his distance with a scathing indifference that shatters her hopes of any normalcy. Yet as the days turn into months, Aria starts to see cracks in his icy façade, a flash of protectiveness, a rare moment of vulnerability, and a searing gaze that lingers too long. But just when Aria begins to unravel the layers of her enigmatic husband, Luca Moretti, Damien's ex-lover and the ruthless underboss of a rival family, reappears. Luca's obsession with Damien blurs the line between love and hate, and he's determined to destroy anyone who stands in his way, including Aria. Caught in a dangerous game of power, betrayal, and forbidden desire, Aria must navigate a world where trust is a luxury she can't afford. And as Damien's feelings for her grow, she realizes that the most dangerous secret isn't his sexuality or his hidden past-it's that she might actually be falling in love with her mafia gay husband. Will their love survive the lies and betrayals, or will it crumble under the weight of their dangerous secrets?
Raven Black has always been the pack's weakest link, the frail Omega who is ridiculed and scorned. Her only dream was to find her fated mate, the one person who would love her unconditionally. But that dream shatters when the cruel, powerful Alpha, Smith Lockwood, rejects her in front of the entire pack. Smith, with his piercing silver eyes and unyielding dominance, dismisses her as unworthy. He believes a weak, timid mate would make him vulnerable, but the bond between them refuses to break, pulling them closer in ways they never expected. Trapped in the pack she can't escape and tormented by a mate who both rejects and possesses her, Raven must find the strength she never knew she had. As her hidden powers begin to awaken, Raven realizes she might be the key to saving the pack from a rogue threat lurking in the shadows. But Smith's refusal to accept her as his mate pushes her to the brink. Will he realize her worth before it's too late? Or will his pride cost him the only woman who could be his true equal? In a world where love is dangerous, and power is everything, can a broken girl and her ruthless Alpha find a way to heal each other?
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.