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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’d say, “kill me now”, but he could take that literally. Instead, he makes me keep listening, and the book turns hot. Really hot. And… things happen. On a table. Without protection. With lots of kissing.

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. Then my boss messages back. When he hears where I am, he’s feral. He turns up at the bar, kisses me, and tells my friends I’m his fiancée. But it's all fake.

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. Oops. Within seconds, he's turned the tables on me, and I'm his captive. Sorry won’t cut it. He wants compensation. And the only thing I have to offer him is myself. I might have kidnapped him, but the mafia boss isn’t going to let me go.

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. But over the last year we’ve talked, the only people in the building as the sun rises, pink over the London skyline. I’m shocked when he offers me a marriage of convenience. A whirlwind wedding, and we promise it’s just for show. No feelings. No love. A fake.

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. I’m sobbing, and pleading, and wishing there was someone, anyone to help. Then a tall man with a deep voice, commands, “Stop.” Moments later, I’m covered with their blood, and shaking. My saviour wraps me in his warm suit jacket, and helps me up.

My billionaire boss caught me reading a very spicy book when I should have been working… The price of keeping my job? One night as his fake date. We’ve all read a book so good we couldn’t help sneaking just one more page, right? Mr Blackwood is dangerous - a London mafia boss - and was scheduled to be out all afternoon. When my favorite daydream is absent, I make do with fiction. I thought I was going to be sacked, or worse, for sure. But when I begged him, he looked at me severely and told me his conditions: I have to attend an event with him this evening and pretend to be his fiancee.

Three steamy age gap mafia instalove romances full of spice and feels.

At the altar, I silently plead for someone to save me from a marriage I don’t want. And just my luck—nothing happens. Then, when the priest asks if anyone objects to this marriage, the church doors are thrown open, a tall, older man with ice-blue eyes and air of casual wealth and power, stalks in, and says, “I'm taking this.” He carries me out of the church over his shoulder. Kingpin Zane Bethnal might have saved me, but it turns out, I’m in his debt.

For three years, I’ve been daydreaming excuses to get my gorgeous, older, mysterious neighbor into my apartment. I was thinking of a burst pipe, small cooking fire, dress that I can't zip up, or a massive sign that said “I adore you, please take my V-card”. I didn’t think he’d invite himself in to save me. Mafia thugs came looking for my parents, and money. Hours later, I’m cowering in my wardrobe, still shaking, covered in bruises and dried unthinkable liquids, when soft footsteps echo through my apartment.

When I accidentally give gorgeous and terrifying kingpin Dexter Streatham my list of baby daddy requirements, I expect to be fired. After all, the list describes him exactly, down to intimate details. Instead, he offers to marry me and get me pregnant. But if he takes my V-card he’s sure to notice I’m hopelessly in love with him, so I refuse. He bets me that he’ll put a baby in my belly within six months, or he’ll find me a new husband himself. I can’t say no. Having my boss’ baby is everything I've ever wanted, even if it might break my heart.

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My boss walked in on me buying magic juice online. And now he's demanding to be my baby's daddy! All he wants in return is for me to be his fake wife? My grumpy billionaire boss is the bane of my life and my embarrassing crush. So I must be crazy to agree to his proposal, right? A marriage of convenience for him, and in return, I'll get a pregnancy to fulfill my grandmothers wish.

I have an excruciating crush on this man who comes into the coffee shop. Every day. He's older, gorgeous, perfectly dressed. He has a Russian accent and silver eyes. On my last shift, I stop him as he's walking out. Just to say I don't know. I love you, marry me, and let me have your babies? Thanks for the generous tips, have a nice life?

I locked myself in the bathroom when my date pulled out a knife. Then a tall dark rescuer crashed through the door and kidnapped me. I know it's risky, posting my darkest fantasies anonymously online. Especially when they start going viral. But how was I to know the first guy I've ever dated would turn out to be an obsessed stalker-fan? Although I write about wanting a man to force himself upon me, this reality isn't nearly as appealing. It's locked bathroom, panic texting, terrified-for-my-life.

I watched her. I was patient. Now she's mine to claim. Helping the most dangerous mafia boss in London was a risk, but I didn't expect to see his handsome face everywhere afterwards. I fall asleep to dreams of my escape tomorrow, cupcakes, and the ice blue eyes of my stalker who leaves me presents. I awake to gunshots. A hand over my mouth. In a blur of noise and smoke, he steals me away. The kingpin treats me like a captive princess and I'm conflicted. He's older than me, experienced. It's wrong to desire him and not the freedom I've been planning. So I creep out of the luxurious bedroom.

For six months we repeated this pattern, the attraction shimmering between us, hot and wrong. He kidnapped me. On a lonely night back at home, I wake to the stab of a needle. The last thing I remember is Mr Crosse shooting my attacker and scooping me up. When I come to, I'm trapped with him in his bedroom, and... Oh, ground swallow me I think I confessed my love while out-of-it. Now my ex's dad wont let me leave.

I thought my mafia connections were in the past, and I was alone. But powerful mafia boss Sebastian Laurent hasn't forgotten me. On the night I turn twenty-one, our paths collide. He can't drag his eyes from mine. But even when he says I'm in danger, I know being with him is the greatest risk. He wont give up. Kidnapped, I'm held captive in his luxurious home with him for twenty-four hours and he agrees to teach me anything I want.

I didn't know he has been watching me all this time. I had a plan to escape. Everything is going perfectly at my wedding rehearsal dinner until he turns up. The Kingpin. Twenty years older. Dark, dangerous, gorgeous. I was going to get out of this arranged marriage, but he steals me away. I want freedom. He wants me. We make a deal. If I can escape, he'll let me go. If I can't, I'll be his to do with as he likes for twenty-four hours. A thirty second head start and a key.

He's powerful, gorgeous, twice my age… and obsessed with me? I might be an innocent runaway, but I’m at my friend’s funeral to avenge her murder by the mafia boss: King. He has other ideas. I should have guessed he’d retaliate with kidnap. Now I'm under his control, still intent on his demise, and honestly so turned on I could cry. When he offers me pleasure, I can't refuse.

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. When he grudgingly agrees to give me Christmas off, it’s my one opportunity to get over him. I need to feel desirable, even if just for one night. So I join OnlySantas and plan a sexy show to boost my confidence. An anonymous profile, YourBoss, spends thousands booking me exclusively. And then I'm really in trouble.