"I want you. You have no fucking clue."
Following the brutal murder of a journalist, Alia Santi takes it upon herself to investigate and write up an article about an anonymous Don after numerous rumours suspect the Sicilian Mafia is behind the craze...
18+ Warning: Contains sexual/explicit content (smut). Mentions of drugs, alcohol, guns, gore and violence.
Note: Chapters will be read from the perspectives of the mains [Alia or Antonio]. Languages other than English in this story were translated through google, so I'm sorry if there's any spelling mistakes or whatnot.
There won't be any smut warnings before chapters as I feel it spoils the story (I will only warn once on the first ch. that includes it). Please be aware of the tags and warnings I put them up for a reason.
Time indications: Time skip: [*] Memories/Dreams/Past events: majority of text will be written in italics. PLEASE don't confuse these with thoughts, texts, past quotes.
Disclaimer: Parts of this story are inspired by a real life organisation. All characters mentioned are completely fictional and at most, are unintentional. Although this is mafia romance, please understand that everything is completely made up—I don't intend to label an irl criminal organisation as 'romantic'.
—————————BISHOP————————— ~Aesthetics~
Antonio Bishop
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Name: Antonio Bishop Age: 28 Height: 6'2 Skin tone: Tan Eye colour: Dark brown Hair: Jet black, Curly, Short Extras: Silver Rings, Tattoos, Black Handgun
Alia Santi
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Name: Alia Santi Age: 24 Height: 5'4 Skin tone: Tan Eye colour: Dark brown Hair: Dark brown, Curly, Long Extras: Silver cross necklace
—————————BISHOP————————— ~Description~
"I want you. You have no fucking clue."
Curiosity is all a part of human nature—a trait that'll may very well be deemed as a positive quality. A key to knowledge.
To others, it's a drug that takes you down a path of danger—the very bullet used for the gun that'll turn on its own user.
Alia Santi's a passionate journalist who decided to move down to the states in search for stories, as well as a career that'll make herself proud. After finding out a local journalist turned up dead by the supposed 'Bishop', she couldn't help but to take it on as a challenge.
Blind, stupid. She has no idea who she's dealing with, the naive girl. Matter of fact, she has no idea how close this man is to her. He holds secrets—dark secrets...
And pure, lustful desire for her.
Poor Alia. Hadn't she heard the saying? Curiosity killed the cat.
—————————BISHOP————————— ~Author's Note~
A/N: This is my first time writing on Wattpad so pleaseee go easy on me idk what I'm doing. There's bound to be a shit ton of grammar mistakes plus I'm new to this site too.
If this isn't the story for you please don't write hate or anything like that. Criticism and opinions are greatly encouraged! Videos, Images used in this story ARE NOT MINE! I don't take any ownership.
—————————BISHOP—————————
... Without further ado, I give to you BISHOP
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