Evie Rose

The boy from the club seemed nice. He was supposed to give me my first kiss, but instead, I’m in a dark alley, and he and his friends have knives. They rip my clothes, and two of them hold me down as the other undoes his trousers.

He reverse-kidnaps me. Instead of snatching me away, the mafia boss moves into my house. Now he’s renovating to his luxury standards and looking at me like he wants to eat me whole. I nurse the kingpin’s gunshot wound in the hospital, and when I’m done, he asks me to quit, and work for him instead.

He’s filthy rich. Dangerous. Hot. I’m untouched and pure. And I’ve been sent to kill him. I creep into his bedroom late at night, knife in hand. The moonlight reveals the beauty of the mafia kingpin’s face, and I hesitate. Mistake. Now he’s captured me, and I’m at his mercy.

I shouldn't have pretended to be a hitman, and now the mafia boss is obsessed. My brother made me join a super anonymous messaging service, and when I teased him about being a spy or in the mob, I thought it was a joke. I even changed my profile pic to a skull, and my name to Bunny the Killer.

Twice my age. A mafia boss. Hot. Dangerous. My dad's best friend is my only hope. My teenage crush re-surfaces as I beg the former kingpin to help me escape a mafia arranged marriage. He stares at me like I'm a temptress he wants to banish, but we're snowed in at his Scottish castle.

Ich wollte nur meinen kleinen Bruder retten. Stattdessen geriet ich in die Fänge seines gefährlichen, reifen Bosses...

“If I catch you, I’ll own you. Now run.” I see a man in a mask with a grinning mouth and crossed out eyes unalive a man. But the mask slips and I see his face. Gray eyes. A scowl. I run.

I wasn’t meant to see the advert for a convenient wife. He wants a short brunette with blue eyes (that’s exactly me!) to keep him company, laugh at his jokes (his dad jokes are the best), and be his homemaker.

My first time is sold to my brother’s best friend. The masked kingpin in the shadows bids millions for my innocence, which will pay my family’s debts. But when he carries me off the stage, the enforcers stop him, weapons drawn. “You have to take her here. With everyone watching.

One tiny oops, and I’m married to a mafia boss. I’m the stand-in maid of honour, he’s the silver fox uncle of the groom who saves the day when the wedding becomes a disaster, with a fluffy ring-bearer gone rogue, a drunk priest, and a child with perfect comic timing.

When your dad’s best friend is teaching you to kiss, and says, “I can’t breathe without you.” After a little solo dance party mistake leaves me with a black eye, I tell everyone at work that I tripped on the stairs.

Married to a deadly stranger. The ruthless new Bratva kingpin—older, gorgeous, and brutal—demands a mafia arranged marriage as the price of ending our family feud. He slides a black credit card across the table to me, and tells me to plan our wedding.

One night with a mafia boss. I’m a captive ballerina. He’s a big, arrogant, tattooed Bratva boss who paid an outrageous amount to own me until dawn. I’m sent to his room, quaking with nerves. But I refuse to make it easy for him. “Do not fight me, Taylor,” he growls, ice-blue eyes flashing.

No one was supposed to know that the little waitress was special to me. My obsession. My love. I wanted to protect her, both from the brutal life of the Bratva, and from myself.

My ex-boyfriend’s dad kidnaps me to his private tropical island. A sleek black limo pulls up next to me, and I’m dragged in, kicking and screaming. My captor looks like my ex-boyfriend, but far more. Older. Hotter. More experienced. Powerful and ruthless.

The silent, grumpy, bratva boss doesn’t know I’m having his baby. It all starts when my rich, handsome boss catches me listening to an audiobook. My earbuds disconnect and he hears every second of a kissing scene.

I shouldn’t have messaged him. And I definitely shouldn’t have said he was my boyfriend. In my defense, I was trying to forget my crush on my silver fox Italian boss and lose my V-card after a month of pining and tummy flutters.

It was a perfect plan. Grab my feckless brother from outside the pub, take him to our family cabin, and force him to sort his life out. Except, when I open the back of my little car, it's not my brother there, but the tall, dark, tattooed, Irish mafia boss he works for. And the kingpin is furious.

I beg the Kingpin for help… He demands marriage in return. Desperate, I ask my boss—the kingpin whose office I clean every morning while he works—to save me from a rival mafia who want money or they’ll reveal all my secrets. My boss is intimidating. Twice my age, a silver fox in a sharp black suit.

All year, single dad Lucas Knight has refused to give me any time off, or respond when I tried to flirt with him. He’s a dangerous, demanding, billionaire London kingpin, and I’m just his daughter’s nanny. It’s silly to adore him as I do.