QueenFrieza

Excerpt: 
His lips left her neck only long enough to say, “If the invisible scars he left don't disappear now, I'll keep trying again and again until they do. Soon your body will know only me.” 

Her eyes were still swollen from her previous tears, but they began to water again for a far different reason than before. She tried to pull away and hide her face from him. 

“Promise me,” she uttered. “Promise me I'll never be in the same room as him ever again.” 

His fist clenched and he had to control his anger. 

Quieter than before he whispered, “I promise.”

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Synopsis: 
A tumultuous childhood made Sophia fight that much harder for peace in her adulthood. Yet it would take only one meeting to shatter the average life she led as a successful bakery owner in the center of New Vista. 

She found him on a pile of garbage in an alley, bleeding from a head wound. After taking him to the hospital, he woke up not knowing who he was. The hospital referred to him as “John Doe”.

While navigating her fresh breakup, the mystery man became her source of distraction and comfort. He has a far more tender and doting side than she ever expected. Is he only like this with her?

The longer he stayed by her side, the more change she noticed within herself. There’s an undeniable pull between the two of them. Call it instincts or attraction, it felt like something she couldn’t ignore. The more time they spend together, the stronger the pull becomes. 

When she finds out who he is, any shred of safety she had before seems to disappear as a target is put on her head.

Mafia. Pheromones. Mate. 

Terms unfamiliar to her become the forefront of her problems. How are they supposed to explore their feelings when the world is intent on tearing them apart? 

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How I Became The Alpha Mafia Boss' Target

Normally Rachel could trust herself, but with Sophia and Luca being gone, she was worried she was going to get out of control.

Unfortunately, in the two weeks she had been seeking suppressants, she had failed to secure a doctor's appointment or a connection that could give her suppressants even without one.

It felt too embarrassing to go to Luca for something like that so all she could do was put in place plans for her rut and lock herself in her room.

Ethan had clients anyway so she would at least be able to avoid him and his pheromones. The last workout session they had two days before was painful and she had cancelled the following two mornings.

Her first rut without her wife felt like a slow release. She felt on the verge of it for two days, wondering when it would happen.

Early in the morning, when Sophia and Luca were set to leave, she knew it was starting.

At first, her rut was an ache deep within her core that lasted a couple of hours.

A Friend In Need