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The moment I saw her picture, I knew she was mine. After years in prison for a crime I didn't commit, the last thing I should be doing is tracking down a woman whose name I was never supposed to know, let alone kidnapping her. But I've put the angel who made my life worth living again in danger, and I'm going to keep her safe whether she likes it or not, even if that means carrying her off and claiming her like a beast. Because even if she doesn't know it yet, she's always been mine.

He doesn't play by the rules. He makes them. The first time Dimitrios Nomikos made me scream his name, I'd run from him and he'd caught me, bared me, and spanked my ass bright red. The second time I was bound to his bed, naked and helpless as this billionaire Greek mafia kingpin who's known me since I was a little girl flipped me over and took me in the most shameful way possible. But I won't be running from him again tonight. Because today he made me his wife. Publisher's Note: The Boss is the first book in the Vengeful Empire series but can be read as a standalone.

I'd sworn off men completely, determined to make a name for myself in the culinary world. Yet Hunter Fox who was part owner of the resort and in charge of the restaurants disagreed with every decision I made. Vehemently.

Bella Winters didn't come to Danger Falls looking for charity, but I'm not the kind of man who leaves a woman out in the cold, even one defiant enough to storm off into a blizzard. That's why I went after her...and why I belted her bare ass once I had her back safe and sound.

When I tore Chantel's clothes off on that dark balcony and gave her exactly what she needed, I didn't know the girl screaming her surrender into the night should have been off-limits to me. Not just because I'm old enough to be her father, or even because my half-brother raised her. Because she's too innocent for the wicked things I would do to her perfect little body, for the way I would make her beg and writhe and come over and over again with her hair gripped tight in my fist and her ass sore from my belt, then flip her over and claim her even more shamefully.

When I bent Jasmine Sinclair over my desk and taught her what happens to naughty little girls who get caught cheating at cards in my casino, I didn't know her father was an important man. But even if I had, I'd still have made her come so hard she screamed my name as she surrendered to even my most shameful demands. And now that I've had a taste of her, there's no going back.

The moment they caught my scent, I was theirs. By the time these alpha shifter brutes surrounded me, their breath hot on my sweat-slicked body as they stripped me bare, I'd already tried fleeing and I'd already done my best to fight them off. So as these feral beasts spank my ass red for running and then take turns mounting and rutting me, claiming me more thoroughly with every savage climax, I only have one choice left to make.

Before I was his wife, I was his captive. When a ridiculously sexy stranger burst into my apartment with a gun drawn, I didn't know the brute pushing me against the wall and silencing my protests with a kiss was a ruthless crime boss. Or that he was about to make me come so hard the whole building would hear my screams... But now, as he shoves my soaking wet panties in my mouth, spanks my bare ass red for running from him, and then makes it clear I'll be accompanying him back to Spain whether I like it or not, I know exactly who Kruz Blanco is. He's the man who's going to make me his bride.

Someone tried to take me. He took me back. The last time I saw Stone Bellows, he spanked my ass red and then claimed me for the first time in the back of his truck, my virgin body writhing beneath him as I came so hard I saw stars. Then my father had the cops run him out of town and he went off and became a Navy SEAL. But now, with his mouth ravaging mine as his calloused hands undress me, I can barely keep myself from moaning at just the thought of him inside me again. Partly because he just rescued me from terrorist kidnappers. But mainly because I've always been his.

The first time Maddox Grant rode to my rescue, the former Navy SEAL had barely finished freeing me from my kidnappers before he tore off my clothes and ravaged me like a wild beast. When he had to save my life a second time, the infuriatingly sexy bastard belted my ass for being careless, then bent me over and made me come the way a bad girl comes. But tonight he's not here to protect me. He's here to shove my panties in my mouth, bind me to the bed, and claim what belongs to him.

First I made her mine. Then I made her my wife. Even standing before me naked with her ass welted, Genevieve Morales looks every bit the ruthless mafia queen she is. But defiant or not, she'll still scream my name as I sink inside her tonight. She'll scream it much louder on our wedding night. A fool would rush to tame a bride like her, but I'm going to savor every moment as she surrenders, bucking and writhing and moaning as she finally gives in and comes hard for me. She already knows she's mine. I'm just going to make her admit it.

From the moment he burst in guns blazing to free me from my kidnappers, I did my best to hate Kage Rollins. Too bad that didn't keep this arrogant, infuriatingly sexy Navy-SEAL-turned-rancher from pulling me in close to ravage my lips, then making me scream his name in bed... But whether he's mounting and rutting me like a wild beast or spanking my bare ass red for defying him, every passionate moment makes it more clear I'm not just his current mission.

My father arranged for me to marry the heir to the Santorelli crime family, but it was my brutally sexy soon-to-be husband who chased me down and spanked my ass red when I tried to run. By the time I spoke my vows, I'd already come harder than I ever have in my life while this ruthless undercover agent turned mafia boss claimed me right there in the bridal dressing room. But being led down the aisle with his seed slick on my thighs was just the beginning. Because he's not going to be gentle with his bride. Not even on her wedding night.

Am Anfang war ich besessen von ihr. Ich machte sie zu meinem Eigentum. Als ältester Bruder der brutalsten Verbrecherfamilie Chicagos bekomme ich stets, was ich will. Auch sie. Als ich Emily Martin zum ersten Mal spielen hörte, beruhigten die Saiten ihres Cellos mein inneres Biest wie nichts je zuvor. Mit einem einzigen Blick in ihr engelsgleiches Gesicht war ich besessen von ihr, und von da an wusste ich, dass nichts und niemand mich daran hindern könnte, sie mir anzueignen.

When Valerio Royal decided I would be accompanying him to his private island, he didn't ask. He just dragged me onto his plane bound and blindfolded with my ass still sore from a spanking. Then, after he finished making me come until I almost passed out, he asked me to marry him. Supposedly it would be just a temporary arrangement, a way to save his business empire in return for some desperately needed cash for me, but I've seen the look in his eyes when he's inside me.

He took me in off the street. Then he took me as his. Kraven Sokolov isn't the kind of man who tolerates being stolen from, even when it's just a girl who's been living out of her car hoping to get away with a quick dine and dash at his restaurant. By the time my punishment was over, I was on my knees with my bare ass bright red and arousal dripping down my thighs as I showed this infamous Bratva Pakhan how good of a girl I could be. Then he took me home with him, and every caress and climax made the truth more apparent.

When Sara Adams waltzed into my office for an interview, she didn't know I was an heir to the most ruthless crime family in Chicago... and she definitely didn't expect to leave with her ass burning and arousal dripping down her thighs after I ravaged her right there over my desk. But she still took everything I gave her like a good girl, then took the position I offered. Not that it would have mattered if she hadn't.

They did more than just take me. They shared me. When I lost a bet to three burly oil rig roughnecks, having my bare ass blistered with one of their belts while my wrists were bound with another was just the start of the evening. By the time they were done, I was screaming through every savage climax as they ravaged me thoroughly. I didn't expect to see them again, but then I learned there are things much more shameful than being left with the seed of three infuriatingly sexy brutes still dripping from my well-used body.

Before he took me captive, I was already his. I knew better than to get mixed up with a billionaire Greek mafia kingpin, but Christos Nomikos didn't give me a choice. Not when he carried me off to his estate for my protection, not when he belted my bare ass for running away, and not when he made me come harder than I ever have in my life for him. But as he pushes me down over the back of his couch to take me the only way he hasn't yet, I can't deny the shameful truth. Even if I had a choice, I'd still be his.

He was the darkness to my light, a twisted forbidden fruit. Stalker. Sinner. Dominator. He created reality from dark and sensual nightmares. Yet I craved them. And I hungered for him. Xander Blackwell was all things dangerous and possessive, requiring me to surrender. Demanding I submit to every brutal command. While the passion was savagely intense, his discipline without remorse, his touch and uncontrollable sadistic desire peeled away every layer, exposing the wanton and subversive woman within.