SHREYA SENGUPTA
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BOOK 1
PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS
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THE MAFIA LORD AND HIS SPY LOVER
𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀
When my mother’s deteriorating health pushed me into rethinking my career choices, my boss did what he thought best and shoved me into the world I never planned on venturing into. The job was simple: get in, get the information, and get the hell out.
Except, it wasn't that easy.
Especially when my target was the most nefarious man in New York.
The closer I got to the devil, the more I saw sides of him I never knew existed. He burned me with his scorching touch, demanding kisses and hungry gazes. He was determined to have me at all costs and explore every inch of me.
One might have thought he would stop at that, but—devil help me—he needed more. More than I was ready to give.
There was a reason I never wanted to enter the Mafia world.
When my past came crashing onto my doorstep, every lie unravelled, pushing me to the edge of the plank I had managed not to jump from for years.
But nothing prepared me for the worst.
That being the connection between the man I desired and my dead sister.
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BOOK 2
POSSESSION: THE GAME OF CLUBS
THE MAFIA LORD AND HIS FORBIDDEN PRINCESS
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𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄
What is worse than being proposed to marry a man you’ve never even met? I’ll answer it. Drinking with a man who’s off-limits and sleeping with him just to prove a point. Plus points, if he’s not the man you're supposed to marry.
After one drunken mistake with the enemy, I swore to never entertain him again.
But the next time we met, things turn a little too hot in the bathroom.
He was the enemy, one I should've known better than to involve myself with, but I couldn’t resist his unbreakable allure. His need for me kindled a spark in me that made me lose control and forget who I was.
Sex was not the only reason.
It was the way he softly whispered sweet words into my ears and the way he held me. It was the intensity with which he looked at me and made me feel desired.
There was one tiny problem.
His marriage was in four months.
To the woman who called me her friend.
𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎
They say there’s a pleasure in tasting the things you cannot have. Forbidden passion has its own mind when deep-rooted inside someone. I never knew the depth of these words until I saw her—the woman desired by many but touched by none.
She was the brightest pink rose in a sea full of white ones. She was covered in thorns, a boundary only I dared to cross because I had nothing to lose.
Only, she wasn’t mine. Nor I, hers.
Every moment we spent together reminded us of the reality meant for us. Some sacrifices are made for the greater good, but what good comes from leaving behind the one thing you never had and have finally found?
She surrendered herself to me. Body and soul.
Until the end of our agreement.
So what if one of us wanted more in the end? What if the one was me?
BOOK 3
LACERATION: THE GAME OF CHAINS
THE MAFIA BOSS AND HIS CONTRACT WIFE
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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀
Marrying a stranger is one thing. But marrying a stranger related to the man you thought you’d marry is a whole other thing. What would you do in a situation like this? I, for one, fainted at my engagement party and almost drank my ass off to get through the wedding night.
Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, they did.
My husband offered me a contract the night after he took my virginity, and I signed it, seeing his eagerness to get rid of me.
Spending an entire year under the same roof seemed like torture, especially when my dear husband kept making excuses to talk to me, to unnerve me and unravel me with his scorching touches.
Yet I liked it.
But he wasn’t mine. And his mistress had a lot to attest to that.
𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐒
Marriage for power. A wife ten years younger. And a tattoo. None of these was a part of my plan to thrive as a Mafioso, yet I didn't mind any of it. It was all because of that succubus.
My ruination disguised as a beautiful woman, now my bride.
I was a man known for my control and snide personality, yet neither helped me overcome my desire and need to taste her skin and when I finally did, I couldn’t have enough of it. The contract should've kept me away from her, should've helped me be the responsible adult and control my thoughts of having her pinned to the bed with her eyes only on me.
All I wanted then was to tear that piece of paper that ensured our freedom after a certain point. I could never free her, knowing how damning it could be.
There were just a few tiny problems.
Her father. My past. Infiltrated enemies.
And the damaging nightmares I had no control over.
BOOK 4
SUBSTITUTION: THE GAME OF ALTERS
THE MAFIA BOSS AND HIS SURROGATE BRIDE
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𝐅𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐀
Marriage means different things for different people. To me, it was the means to an end.
If they thought marrying into someone else’s family would make me forget how broken mine was, they were delusional. If anything, my husband’s family reminded me more of mine because of how different they were from what I’d known.
But my mind was made. The plan was set.
The Mafia world was where I was born and was tired of being a part of. Running from home was impossible, considering my brother’s position, but here, no one could stop me. Least of all, my husband.
I was, after all, a surrogate to the woman he truly wanted.
I couldn’t have been more wrong.
He found me, despite my carefully crafted plans. Then, he was determined to make me pay.
But I loved his punishments more than I was willing to admit.
𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐈𝐎
I was a calm person, calmer than most men in our line of work. One would think I was incapable of making rash decisions or acting out on my anger. But they couldn’t be more wrong.
First, the woman I was pursuing ran away. And then my wife. The reason I let the prior go was only because she wasn’t mine, but my wife was.
I did everything in my power to make her feel safe, afford her the freedom she desired and promise her the future she wanted.
In return, that cunning woman seduced me to drop my guard, sweet-talked me into believing she was finally happy and blended into my family, only to sprint at the first chance she got.
She should’ve known better than to escape the monster, though.
There was no corner on this earth that could protect her from me. I had to teach her that.
There's a dark side to everyone. She just hadn’t glimpsed mine yet.
BOOK 5
TEMPTATION: THE GAME OF YORE
THE MAFIA LORD AND HIS SECOND CHANCE
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