Brianna Lynn Green 22 year old girl. Her parents died in a car crash and she's dating an absuive man. She falls pregnant and decides to leave. What happens when she runs into the don of Italy and New York and her soon to be boss.
Valentino Morales 2...
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Pacing back and forth in my dimly lit office, the faint glow of the city lights casting eerie shadows on the walls, I felt the weight of anticipation bearing down on me. "Nikolai, have you found her?" My voice was low, a dangerous edge creeping into each word as I addressed my second in command.
Nikolai, a burly man with a steely gaze, nodded solemnly. "No, boss. But we finally located where she lives."
My jaw clenched at the news, frustration simmering beneath the surface. Yet, in that moment, a new idea flickered to life in my mind, a plan forming with each passing second.
"That's good for now. I want you to gather the men for a meeting. We're taking her back soon, and we need a plan. But first, we need to go to her apartment," I commanded, my tone brooking no argument.
Nikolai hesitated, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. "Boss, are you sure about this?"
My gaze hardened, my resolve unyielding. "Brianna belongs with me, and I won't let anyone stand in my way."
With a curt nod, Nikolai turned to leave, knowing better than to question my orders. As he exited the office, the weight of the impending confrontation hung heavy in the air, casting a dark shadow over the city below.
Alone in my office, my mind raced with thoughts of Brianna and Zara. I had spent years searching for them, fueled by a relentless determination to reclaim what I believed was rightfully mine. And now that I had finally found them, I would stop at nothing to ensure they were back where they belonged: by my side.
As Nikolai left to assemble the men, my mind raced with thoughts of Brianna, my obsession with her driving me to the brink of madness. She had dared to leave me, to defy me, and now, she would pay the ultimate price for her betrayal. I would make her regret ever crossing me, make her beg for my forgiveness as I punished her for daring to walk away.
My thoughts spiraled into a vortex of darkness, my obsession with Brianna consuming me like a wildfire. She was mine, and I would stop at nothing to reclaim what was rightfully mine, consequences be damned.
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After a long meeting we came up with a plan. As we stormed into Brianna's apartment, a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins, fueling my determination to find her. With swift, purposeful movements, my men and I tore through the room, leaving chaos in our wake.
Furniture crashed to the floor with a resounding thud as we overturned it in our search for any trace of Brianna and Zara. Drawers were pulled open, their contents scattered like leaves in the wind as we sifted through them in a frenzied hunt for clues.
My hands moved with urgency, ripping apart cushions, tearing through bedding, and smashing ornaments in a relentless pursuit of information. Every shattered object was a testament to my unwavering resolve to reclaim what was rightfully mine.
