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Asmr Roleplay Mafia Girl

THE DUCHESS IS A MAFIA

What will you do if you, as an heiress of a mafia organization in this modern world, suddenly jump into another dimension? Historical era? The worst in this world is when a girl needs to be girlish, polite, wearing a dress with thick layers, and too traditional for her liking! But, of course, she will ruled this world, too, right? *Reminder: English is not writer main language so read at your own risk. ~~~~~~~~~ ::VOLUME 1 : WHERE IS THIS WORLD?:: => Ariana Rose Conrad, heiress of Mafia from Black Eagle Organization in modern world suddenly jump into another dimension which totally different than the world that she know. ::VOLUME 2 : MARRY THE ENEMY:: => New life of Ariana as a Duchess. She also began to focusing on her mafia organization here. Her first case to investigate regarding the disease suffered by her mother-in-law. Love also started to blossom between her and her husband but something like this definitely not that easy as they started as enemies. After a big event, Ariana decided to leave the Silver Palace and divorce. ::VOLUME 3 : THE STRUGGLE OF LOVE:: => The Duke does not want to give up and keep on searching for his wife desperately even if she already left him. Reunite at some point but Ariana refused to coming back. Things getting complicated after Zayn collapsed, making Ariana have to make another big decision in her life. ::VOLUME 4 : THE FAMILY:: => The Basileious and the Conrad are now in a tense state after what Ariana said to the King, her own father. The empire also is in uproar because of that. People opinion is now divided into both of the household. ~~~~~~~~~~
Aira_Rin · 692.9K Views

Mafia Captured

"You're already the mother of my four children," Arsalan chuckled, "and you're about to bring another one into this world. And you say I wasn't romantic?" Sahira stared at him with scornful eyes. "If you want to know how romantic you were," she said, her voice laced with venom, "then listen..." She recounted her experiences in such a poisonous tone that Arsalan's cheeks flushed to his ears. "And if you want to hear about all the things you did to me..." Arsalan's playful demeanor evaporated. He released her wrist, and Sahira wriggled away from him. Arsalan's gaze fell to the ground. "Was I that bad?" "You're far worse than bad, Arsalan. This act of amnesia you're putting on - you could fool the entire world with it. But not me. I've seen your masterful acting before. But I'm not going to fall for your deception anymore, Arsalan Ansari." Sahira was about to turn and walk away when Arsalan's voice reached her from behind. "Hira...can't you forgive me? I don't remember anything about my past. I don't remember anything about who I was, what I did... Please believe me. Forgive me." For a moment, Sahira's heart wavered. Her feet remained rooted to the spot. She turned to face him, her eyes filled with doubt. "Very well. What a splendid performance, Arsalan. You should win an Oscar," she said sarcastically, and walked away. Arsalan let out a deep sigh and stood there, alone. -------- Arsalan Ansari, the ruthless mafia kingpin, operates on a cold, calculated smile. But a glimpse of vulnerability cracks his icy facade. Has amnesia truly buried his past - a past rife with vengeance and betrayal - or is this a masterfully crafted ploy to outmaneuver his enemies? As the line between truth and manipulation blurs, one thing remains certain: underestimating Arsalan Ansari could be your deadliest mistake.
FarzanaTutul · 7.7K Views

My Roleplay System

A couple weeks before Lake's Martial Course Entrance Exam, While he was taking a nap during a class he is awoken by a strange beeping sound. Opening his sleepy eyes, he could sees a strange holographic screen in front of him. [Roleplay System has successfully bonded to host. Do you wish to begin roleplaying?] [Yes?] or [No?] At first Lake thought he was still half asleep and half-heartedly chose [Yes]. Immediately After he saw a new prompt appear before his eyes. [Please select the main role the host wishes to play from the following options.] After reading that message, A series of options appeared before him. The options were so numerous that they covered the entirety of his vision. From the numerous options Lake could spot a few interesting sounding roles, [Martial Saint], [Heavenly Sage], [Harem King], [Slaughterer]… The options were too much and they made Lake dizzy. Without much thinking Lake scanned through the list of roles and choose the role whose name caught his attention the most. [Master of Fate] *** Disclaimer 1. Cover art is not mine. It belongs to kaslla. I took the image and edited my title onto it. Their twitter handle is ksb_x4 if you wish to check out their work. 2. This is my first novel that I decided to write to fill up my free time, so don't expect constant updates or any amazing writing quality. 3. I am willing to take criticism as I am still looking to improve my writing skills. For those who may post constructive criticism, thanks in advance. 4. Finally, thank you for taking the time to read my novel.
Lagaru · 1.8M Views

The mafia sexual slave

Alexis was involuntarily sold to a club, a situation that she never anticipated. Despite the circumstances, she believes that fate played a role in her predicament. As a stripper named Alexis, she acknowledges that her profession may not be glamorous, but it provides her with a means to support herself and she genuinely enjoys it. Being able to bring pleasure and entertainment to others is an addictive feeling. The power to control someone's pleasure is in her hands, allowing her to switch it on or off depending on her erotic play. However, she regrets allowing a man at the club to touch her intimately, breaking a rule she had always respected. This decision ultimately led to her world crumbling around her as she became a toy passed from one person to another. She transformed from a source of pleasure to a sexual slave, devoid of her own will. Despite the circumstances, she found herself enjoying every minute of it, trapped in a twisted fantasy from which she fears she may never recover. She never wanted to be someone's plaything, yet she also struggles with the desire to continue being desired by others. A series of events unfolded, mistakes were made, and she found herself pregnant, prompting her to run away. Now, she questions whether she wants that kind of life for her baby. On top of everything, she carries the burden of being a target due to her association with a mafia lord. Alessandro, the mafia lord, will undoubtedly feel betrayed, but she wonders if she even has a choice in the matter. Was she ever given a choice in the first place? Add to library
Adex_katty · 43.9K Views

Bought by the Mafia

[MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!! THIS STORY IS MAFIA MEANING IT HAS A LOT OF VIOLENCE AND STRONG MATURE LANGUAGE] [NO RAPE] [NO CHEATING] [Note that the Male Lead in this story is not a prince charming who will change for his woman. He's a man with very questionable morals] I was bred in the mafia, born in the mafia, raised in the mafia, would marry into the mafia, and I would die in the mafia. In my house, my father’s word was law. Failure to adhere to the law came with dire consequences. Sometimes physical, mental, or emotional. He treated us like commodities and assets he would sell to the highest bidder and make some quick buck. It didn’t matter that we were human or that we had opinions. Antonio Agosti was a monster for a father. He killed any man who tried to get with my sister and me and made us promise to preserve our virginity until marriage. And he saw it fit to sell mine to the most dangerous gang in all of Italy, the Cosa Nostra (Sicillian Mafia). He sold me to the most feared man in all of Italy, Nikolas ‘The Beast’ Mancini. He was rumored to have crushed a man’s skull with his hands, but I didn’t know if it was true. Either way, he was ruthless, fearless, intimidating, and dangerous. He had eyes as cold as ice and a gaze as calculating as ever. He was also strikingly handsome and hot. Every woman wanted him and feared him at the same time. But he chose me. The way he looked at me scared me. Especially when he told me, “You’re mine now, Viola. Till death do us part.” And he was right. The only way out of a Mafia marriage was death. Whether it was arranged as in my case or not. If I tried to leave Nikolai, the whole Cosa Nostra would hunt and kill me. And so the question remains, was death better than being married to the devil incarnate? ***EXCERPT 1*** “Any man who looks at you suggestively, I take his eyes. If he so much as touches you, I take his hands. If he sniffs you, I take his nose. If he kisses you or talks to you, I take his tongue.” Every word sent a chill down my spine, colder than the last. What kind of a monster did I get married to? “You’re sick!” He walked closer, covered in Leon’s blood. His stride was powerful and scary. On a normal occasion, I would have stood my ground. However, he had shown me a side of him I’d never seen before. “You know what the problem is, Principessa? I showed you that I was a gentleman and I was good. I’m not. You’ve taken my kindness for weakness.” “But—” He cut me off by grabbing my neck and pulling me closer. My heart raced wildly against my chest and I couldn’t tell if I was turned on or scared. “You’re my whore, Viola and I don’t share. Don’t you ever forget it.” Using his leg to spread my legs, he hiked up my skirt using his hand. Goosebumps coated my skin and a trail of fire was left in the wake of his touch. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. “You only spread these legs for me. Got it?” “No. I’m not a whore.” “You’re right. You are MY whore. Now go upstairs and wait for me on the bed before I cut off your lover’s other hand." ***End of Excerpt*** (Second Excerpt inside)
Mellovesbooks · 29K Views
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