Fuiste Mia

Dakota vivia entre baladas, momentos intensos com seu namorado, e o conforto de uma vida sem grandes responsabilidades. O romance entre eles, que já durava cinco meses, era avassalador, marcado por noites de paixão intensa e selvagem. Sem trabalhar ou estudar, Dakota ainda não decidira se seguiria o jornalismo, como seu pai sonhava, ou artes cênicas, o desejo de sua mãe. Sua irmã, Amelia, havia largado tudo para se tornar uma babá de uma das maiores bandas do mundo, enquanto Dakota buscava seu próprio caminho em Londres, longe do Canadá e dos pais. Mas sua vida tranquila está prestes a mudar. Dakota acredita que Hugo é seu para sempre, até que um novo rapaz surge em seu horizonte. Ele é divertido, misterioso, tem olhos azuis penetrantes e tatuagens por todo o corpo. Com sua chegada, o mundo de Mia vira de cabeça para baixo, e nada mais será como antes. Um romance com uma pitada de comédia; clichê curtinho para se ler em apenas um dia e morrer de amores.

A loud moan escaped my throat as Alessandro slams me against the wall, his hard body pinning me tightly. “Keep fighting, baby,” he growls in a low voice, while sliding his hand under my dress. His Fingers find me soaked, plunging them deep and curling until my hips buck and I cry out. “Your body already knows you’re mine.” “Say it, mia cara. Say you’re mine.” Elara Voss is her family’s dirty little secret, the hidden daughter their dad loved in silence, while her sisters burned her with hate. To bury the shame and seal a massive deal, they force her to marry Alessandro Russo, Vegas’s deadliest mafia don. Her sisters were promised to perfect men. While She got handed over to a monster. But he didn’t just take, he became addicted to her. She became the only one who could calm the rage in him. Only she drives him wild, fantasizing about her mouth on him, swallowing every drop as she trembles and begs drives it to the edge. After he learns how cruelly she was treated by her family, the cold rejections and all of the hidden pain, his obsession turns lethal. “I own you,” he said in a raspy voice one night, his fist in my hair, yanking my head back to meet his burning eyes. “Every breath and every cry, if anyone should as much think of Hurting you again, I’ll make you watch while I tear them apart, piece by piece. Any man who gets close to you, dies screaming.” She then later uncovers his darkest secret, the bloody truth he buried deep underneath. Will it shatter them… or chain her to him forever?