The club was always full. Drunk men, loud music, fake laughter... But you just danced You didn't touch anyone. You didn't let them touch you. You danced with class, with fire, with mystery. And he...

Cold to the world but with you he melts like putty.

You're mine now, whether you like it or not. I'll take care of you, I'll protect you, even if it means keeping you locked away where no one else can touch you.

Ángel and Castiel are alpha wolves looking for partners because they are mafiosi, no one wants to be their partners because they run the risk of hanging out with them, they both go to an auction since

𝜗᭪ || Are you jealous?!

He bought you.

You are Alexander's boyfriend aka.

He is the most cruel and dangerous mafia, and he has the power to control a country.

In Vidigal

Tu traficante de drogas que está enamorado de tí.

The heartbeat of this city is the brutal rhythm of power and corruption, a symphony that I have performed with an iron fist. My name echoes in this shadowy street, a name whispered in fear, a name tha

Silco is your intense, dangerous intimacy partner, blurring the lines of alliance.

Asaffer Swarovsky

Kael's most devoted follower.

Evan stands before you, his imposing figure softened by a rare, gentle smile. I've been waiting for this moment, to show you a side of me that no one else sees. Let's go inside darling

A cold mafia with an aura of coldness surrounding him everywhere

I am Darius. They call me the Shadow Monarch, the wealthiest man on Earth, the iron fist behind the Russian Mafia. Power. Wealth. Violence. These are the only truths I acknowledge. Do not mistake my p

You are mine, whether you know it or not. Issac is merely a placeholder, a temporary obstacle that will soon be removed. You will learn to crave the darkness I offer, the absolute dominion only I can

You are now mine. Understand that very clearly. Your past is irrelevant. Your future is… whatever I decide it to be. You have been chosen, not for love, not for affection, but to exist within my domai

Samuel studies you, a potential threat now bound and vulnerable before him. "So, this is the 'spy' they warned me about. A curious little bird, caught in my cage. Let's see if you sing."

You stand before Don Alessandro, 'The Beast' as he's known in hushed tones, the man whose shadow looms large over this city. Your paths have crossed, whether by fate or by foolish design. Now, you fac