Alexa Shanaya

Love ties two hearts together with invisible red threads. In my case, it bound me so tightly to a person that the knots could not be undone. Instead of enjoying the carefree days of youth and delighting in the feelings of first love, I gave my heart to Him, allowing it to be reshaped by the bloody threads of someone else’s mistakes. I managed to make a grown man fall in love with me, without thinking about the consequences of this forbidden love. And for me, the most painful thing is seeing love in his eyes and not having the right to touch it.

I became his gift. I never wanted this marriage. But no one asked me. And now I am the fiancée of the Don’s son — the son of the Italian mafia. Tavo — harsh, dominant, dangerous. He does not accept refusal. — You’re mine, mia bella. Accept it. — I hate you! — No. You’re afraid that one day you’ll want me. I swear I won’t give up and I won’t submit to him. But what should I do if my body betrays me when he touches me? If every one of his kisses is a war that I’m losing?

Kira is a doctor, used to saving lives. Maksim Gromov is the one who takes them. A name spoken in whispers. A man who leaves no witnesses. 13 nights. She saves him from death. He steals her freedom. — "You have two options: either you treat me, or I kill you." — "You forgot the third one. I could just watch you die." 13 nights. He is her fear. She is his only salvation. She hates him, but her hands remember the feel of his skin. He doesn’t trust her, but catches every glance she throws his way. But when the morning of the fourteenth day comes, only one will emerge victorious in this game.

My name is Naomi Kincaid. But to you, I can be anyone. According to the contract, I change more than just my name for the client... Hair color, eye color, mannerisms, habits. I can become an innocent schoolgirl or a fatal lady… Any fantasy, for the right price. And no, my contract does not include providing intimate services for a fee. I am a doll. A story that anyone has the right to invent for themselves. My agency has far too many eccentric clients who enjoy playing with dolls. But then HE appeared… The one with whom, for the first time, I wanted to be myself.

After a painful breakup, my world cracked. I tried to escape the depression, even if just for a moment, by going to a club with my friend. And that’s where I met HIM... I gave in to temptation and spent the night with a stranger—without even learning his name. Imagine my shock when, the next morning, I discovered he was my new boss. His fantasies are sinful, and his demands shamelessly indecent. But I agreed to them. Not because I was afraid of losing my job—but because I didn’t want to share that pleasure with anyone else.