Dark Grasso,
An eldest Son.
An heir to the Grasso business and industry.
A head of Italian mafia transportation.
A sociopath.
Moon Diaz,
The daughter of the Diaz mafia.
A doctor and psychologist.
An empath.
When Moon runs away from her home...
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I love you, Dark.
I said it. I told him what I feel. I told him what he means to me and I told him that it is the hardest decision I have ever taken in twenty six years of my life. I told him, and he would have stopped me, he would have stopped me from leaving his arms if he wasn't enjoying the sugar sleep.
Those thick black lashes were all calm, that always stern face had a smile on it and his lips were pouting like a baby as his hands wrapped around my naked body. He slept so well, so peaceful and so satisfied. No worry, no anger and no sorrows. I've never seen him this calm ever before.
I died internally, leaving those safe arms. I died mentally, knowing it'd break Dark's heart. I knew it all, I knew what it'd do to Dark and yet, yet I left. I left him without a word. I had to.
If it means Dark could live, I'd die in every form.
.
"ingilizce okuyamıyorum" An old lady in the vegetable shop spoke in Turkish when I show her the name of Portia Salvatore Diaz on the paper. She nod negatively, gesturing me to go away.
"I'm unable to understand you, Miss, can you speak English? Italian perhaps?" I tried to speak to her, I guess she doesn't understand me or read the English. I can't speak the local language and my phone died to use the translation tools.
I succeeded to run out of Italy without getting caught by Papa or without getting stopped by Dark. It's been two days for I have came to Istanbul safely, and now searching for Mama in this village named Masukiye. Thanks to Lilith. She arranged my escape, the car, the safety until I cross the border of Italy and made sure no one follows me.
Yes. Lilith Berenguer.
She was drinking whisky in the garden alone when I was leaving the cottage at dawn. I had no choice but to tell her everything that happened or happening. I had to tell her everything.
How I ran out of my house, away from Papa, how I met Dark on container port, how he kept me away from Papa, how we got into this fake relationship and why I'm running away now. I told her everything.
At first, she didn't believe me. At first, she even laughed. And it was acceptable. It was understandable. But,
.
"Please, Lilith," I begged. "I can't bear if anything happens to Dark. Papa is a dangerous person and he won't stop. He just won't. He almost killed you all at the dinner and I can't take anymore risk of all of your lives. If I stay, there always will be the sword hanging above us all. Especially above Dark, and, and I'd die before that sword cut him."
"Moon," Lilith's smile fade away, "You have no idea who Dark is. He is a crazy maniac, sociopath who'd kill anyone that comes in the way of his family. He'd kill Valentino with his bare hands and bathe in his blood. You don't have to worry about Valentino hurting Dark..."
