La Pequeña Indomable Del Ceo Obsesivo
Atenea, una joven de belleza cautivadora, exhibe un rostro inocente que podría confundirse con el de un ángel; sin embargo, no te dejes engañar, ya que tras esa apariencia se oculta el mismísimo diablo en un cuerpo pequeño.
Acepta la propuesta de matrimonio de Valentino Rizzo, un empresario de corazón gélido, con la obligación de salvar la casi en bancarrota fábrica de su padre.
Cuando la joven rusa pisa suelo italiano, se encuentra de frente con la amante de su futuro esposo. Uno podría pensar que la frágil chica lloraría por el futuro con un prometido que tiene a otra mujer, pero...
—¿Eres la mujer de mi prometido, dices? —se quita los lentes de sol, esbozando una gentil sonrisa en sus labios —. Gusto en conocerte, soy Atenea Volkova, la futura esposa de tu hombre. Perdón... nuestro hombre.
En contraste, un esposo de corazón frío y firme, que constantemente le manifiesta su desprecio y frente a ella destaca su amor por su amante, queda sorprendido al descubrir un pequeño detalle que lo vincula a él y a su diminuta esposa. El amor surge, se desarrolla, se reproduce, pero en algún momento debe extinguirse, ya que Atenea Volkova no está dispuesta a entregar su corazón a ningún hombre, pues fue una promesa realizada de rodillas frente a una tumba, donde su frágil corazón quedó sepultado de por vida.
¿Podrá surgir un amor verdadero entre un corazón de hielo y otro agrietado y cerrado a los sentimientos del amor?.
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Los nervios eran sus fieles compañeros en ese instante. Una tras otra, las chicas emergían de la majestuosa mansión, portando hermosos ramos en sus manos y luciendo vestidos de novia que abrazaban sus figuras con gracia.
Eran casi como imágenes sacadas de un cuento de hadas. Las telas blancas exquisitas estaban adornadas con diamantes relucientes, delicadas flores y encajes sutiles. Lo que las distinguía era el estilo de cada diseño: princesa, sirena, corazón, sin mangas; todos deslumbraban con su belleza única. Eran las novias más radiantes del momento.
Cinco limusinas aguardaban frente a la mansión, cada una lista para llevar a...
At this moment, Selena thought that Carter was moved, he finally recognized the truth and loved her again. But the more she expected, the more she was disappointed.
Then, he said to her, "I love your sister, I will never love you!" and sent her to prison cruelly.
Five years later, Selena came back.
He suddenly became nice to her, and even kissed her in front of everyone. I’m sorry and I will spend the rest of my life to compensate you. Will you forgive me?"
Selena laughed coldly, "Forgive you? I won’t forgive you until you’re dead!"
Under his roof, forbidden hunger ignites into secret, breathless nights. While her mother sleeps just down the hall, Marcus claims Elena bare and rough, filling her with his hot seed again and again. She knows it’s filthy—letting the man who raised her breed her—but the addictive stretch of Daddy’s thick cock and the risky thrill of his cum flooding her womb keep her coming back, legs spread wider every time.
Guilt wars with desperate lust as their taboo obsession deepens. When the walls start closing in, their dangerous, cum-soaked secret threatens to shatter their world. Will Marcus keep breeding his forbidden stepdaughter… or will their addictive creampie affair destroy everything?
The next day, during an Argentina match, with the excuse that I was too panicked to sit on the floor because of rat, he invited me to sit on his lap. Right there on the couch, with my oblivious mom standing mere inches behind us, we did the impossible.
"Yes, daddy."
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Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her.
She was starving.
And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full.
He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted.
It’s forbidden. It's filthy.
And it’s about to become her obsession.
But Domenico doesn’t do soft. He doesn’t do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership.
And Reina?
She’s about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you moan… and never stop.
He’s her father-in-law.
He’s her first real pleasure.
He’s the man who will destroy them both… just to keep her.
My heart pounds as my superstar stepdad pins me against the wall, his thick cock pushing deep inside me in one hard thrust.
His big hand covers my mouth, muffling my moans while he fucks me hard from behind. "Take it, baby," he growls in my ear.
I’m dripping down his balls, clenching around him, trying so hard not to scream as he hits that spot inside me over and over.
*
I never meant to fall for my mother’s husband.
Rafael Costa is a World Cup superstar... the man everyone wants, the one I was never supposed to touch. But when one forbidden night turns into stolen moments in private suites, luxury cars, and even the dressing room before the biggest match of his life, I can’t stop.
He’s my stepdad. He’s married to my mother.
And every time he looks at me, I forget why this is wrong.
Now, with the world watching him on the pitch and my mother just steps away, our secret is getting hotter, riskier, and impossible to hide.
Everything changed when I turned eighteen. The love I had for him turned into something strange I couldn't control. I began to crave things I shouldn't get from him.
For years, I craved to have him, but the forbidden relationship couldn't let me cross the line.
I came home for a few weeks school break and found him more attractive. The first night back f, I woke to my mother’s moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the house.
I shouldn’t have listened. I definitely shouldn’t have touched myself. But I ended up fingering myself while thinking of him devouring me. As forbidden as it was, I wished I was the one he was fucking.
The next morning, my mother announced we were moving into my stepdad’s new house.
After packing our stuff, only one seat was left in the car. So I ended up sitting on my stepdad's lap while my mom drove.
In the backseat, while my mother focused on the road, strange movements were made, and I ended up crossing the line I've been holding for years. And after we arrived home, I was still NOT satisfied.
