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Treating a mobster shot by a rival’s goons isn’t really my forte, but when a man is powerful enough to have a whole wing of a hospital cleared out for his protection, you do as you’re told. To make matters worse, this isn’t first time I’ve met Giovanni Calduchi. It turns out my newest patient is the stern, sexy brute who all but dragged me back to his hotel room a couple of nights ago so he could use my body as he pleased, then showed up at my house the next day, stripped me bare, and spanked me until I was begging him to take me even more roughly and shamefully.

When my life was threatened, Michael King didn't just take matters into his own hands. He took me. When he carried me off it was partly to protect me, but mostly it was because he wanted me. I didn't choose to go with him, but it wasn't up to me.

If you're forced to come to an arrangement with someone as dangerous as Jagger Calduchi, it means he's about to take what he wants, and you'll give it to him...even if it's your body. I got caught snooping where I didn't belong, and Jagger made me an offer I couldn't refuse. A week with him where his rules are the only rules, or his bought-and-paid-for cops take me to jail.

When we last spoke, Zoe Thibodeaux was a schoolgirl with a crush. But now the daughter of the most powerful mafia boss in New Orleans is all grown up... and in desperate need of my belt across her bare ass before I grip her hair in my fist and teach her what it means to be mine. Her father trusted me to keep her safe, but I'm going to do much more than that. I'm going to keep her forever.

Christoff Dupree doesn't strike me as the kind of man who woos a woman gently, so when I saw the flowers on my kitchen table, I knew it wasn't just a gesture of appreciation for saving his life.

Suzette Barker thought she could steal from the most powerful Mafia boss in Philadelphia. My belt across her naked backside taught her otherwise, but as tears run down her cheeks and her arousal glistens on her bare thighs, there is something more important she will understand soon.

When Esme Rawlings looks at me, she sees many things. A ruthless mob boss. A key witness to the latest murder in an ongoing turf war. A guardian angel who saved her from a hitman's bullet. But when I look at her, I see just one thing. My mate. She can investigate me as thoroughly as she feels necessary, prying into every aspect of my family's vast mafia empire, but the only truth she really needs to know about me she will learn tonight with her bare bottom burning and her protests drowned out by her screams of climax. I take what belongs to me.

It wasn't his mafia birthright that made Dax Dupree a monster. Years behind bars and a brutal war with a rival organization made him hard as steel, but the beast he can barely control was always there, and without a mate to mark and claim, it would soon take hold of him completely. I didn't know that when he showed up at my bar after closing and spanked me until I was wet and shamefully ready for him to mount and ravage me, or even when I woke the next morning with my throat sore from screaming and his seed still drying on my thighs. But I know it now. Because I'm his mate.

Julieta Morales hoped to escape an unwanted marriage, but the moment she got into my car, her fate was sealed. She will have a husband, but it won't be the cartel boss her father chose for her. It will be me. But I'm not the kind of man who takes his bride gently amid rose petals on her wedding night. She'll learn to satisfy her King's demands with her bottom burning and her hair held in my fist. She'll promise obedience when she speaks her vows, but she'll be mastered long before then.

When I disappeared out of Lina Guardia’s life years ago, it was for her own good. Now our paths cross again. But things are different. She’s got secrets. Dangerous ones. She thinks she can keep me out of her world, but she's in over her head and needs a protector. I just have to remember I can’t be more than that to her. I can’t give in to the temptation.

The first time I saw Austin, he was hitchhiking. I stopped to give him a lift, but I didn't end up taking this big, rough former marine wherever he was heading. He was far too busy taking me. When Francesca Montgomery pulled up beside me, I didn't know who she was, but I knew what she needed, and I gave it to her. Long, hard, and thoroughly, until she was screaming my name as she climaxed over and over with her quivering bare bottom still sporting the marks from my belt.

In the Marines they called me Big Rig. She'll just call me sir. Alexis Harding is used to telling men exactly what she thinks, but she's never had a roughneck like me as a boss before. On my rig, I make the rules and sassy little girls get stripped bare, bent over my desk, and taught their place, first with my belt and then in a much more shameful way. She'll be sore and sorry long before I'm done with her, but the arousal glistening on her thighs reveals the truth she would rather keep hidden. She needs it rough, and that's how she'll get it.

Stephanie Michaelson was given to me, and she is mine. The sooner she learns that, the less often her cute little bottom will end up well-punished and sore as she is reminded of her place. But even as she promises obedience with tears running down her cheeks, I know it isn't the sting of my belt that will truly tame her.

Hollywood’s hottest actor meets his dream woman: A free spirit who has no idea who he is. After personal heartbreak and professional setbacks, Landon Price is running on empty. If he doesn’t take a break from the public eye soon, he’ll risk becoming another cautionary tale in a town that’s full of them. So in between film projects, Landon asks his agent to clear his schedule and then he simply...vanishes. Landon begins to recharge. And in the process of finding himself, he meets a beautiful, feisty local who challenges everything he thinks he knows.

When life brings you strawberries...let Gabe give you orgasms. A Gabe and Harper short story set after Tattooed Memories.

I came to Spain hoping to start a new life away from dangerous men, but then, I met Rafael Santiago. Now, I'm not just caught up in the affairs of a mafia boss, I'm being forced into his car. When I saw something I shouldn't have, Rafael took me captive, stripped me bare, and punished me until he felt certain I'd told him everything I knew about his organization...which was nothing at all.

Before he made me scream his name, I already belonged to him. When Brogan Callahan swept me off my feet, I didn't know he was heir to a powerful Irish mafia family. I didn't find that out until after he'd taken me in his arms and over his knee.

When I met Phoenix Diamonds, I didn't know anything about him except that he had a body carved from stone and a voice that left me hoping he'd order me to strip just so I could obey. By the time I learned he's the head of a Greek crime syndicate intent on making me pay for the sins of my father, he'd already mastered me with his touch alone, belted my bare ass for daring to come without permission, and ravaged me thoroughly both that night and the next morning. All I can do is try to pretend he isn't everything I've always fantasized about...

The things he says he'll do to me are far from sweet, this man I know only by his voice. They're so filthy that I blush crimson just hearing them...and yet still I answer, my panties always soaked the moment the phone rings. But this isn't going to end when I decide it's gone too far....

Diego Santos is a ruthless crime boss from Los Angeles, a dangerous man who came here to grow his mafia empire. But I didn't know any of that when I threw tequila in the arrogant bastard's face...or when he belted my bare ass and then made me scream as I came for him.