"Keep walking, bellissima." The unknown man demanded, pushing the gun harder against the back of my head. "And if I don't?" I asked, I heard the man laugh as I fell to my hands and knees. "I think daddy taught you how to be a good girl, didn't he?" Of course, everything was daddy's fault. If not, I wouldn't be on the ground while having a gun pushed against me. Now I knew, I was going to ruin both of those terrible men that wanted to ruin my life for longer than I even knew. Sienna Capello, or the name she goes by Elizabeth Carlson, is a normal twenty-four year old woman, or you would think so. She grew up in an Italian mafia, with force from her father, when something unexpected happens, she runs away and creates a whole new life for herself. It didn't take long for people to go after her, especially when her father messed with the wrong people, yes, her father's mistakes ends up as her mistakes as well. Everyone knew how much his daughter meant to him, when she escaped from the miserable home, he sent each one of his men to find him. Just for the other most powerful mafia to get to her first. Thankfully, it's someone that she had known from before. - this story contains weapons, swearing, mature content, death, murder, abuse, shooting, sexual assault, and a very complicated couple. - cover made and designed by me.

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

"I have another class I have to go to," I said, trying my utmost to sound strong and confident, but with shaky hands and a clogged up vision it was quite hard to do so. "Skip it, for ME," his husky voice in the crook of my neck, his warm breath blowing across my skin sending tingles down my spine. "S-sir, this is- aahh..." My moan cut me off my sentence as his tongue danced across my neck, and his big hand groping my ass firmly. "You were saying?" "This is wrong," I managed out a whisper as my breath hitched in my throat when he hoisted me up against the wall and wrapped my thick legs around his waist as he pressed his forehead against my own. "But it feels so right," he breathed out as i felt his huge bulge pressing against my wet panties, "Say you want me, say you want this." "I..." I breathed out as the friction between our legs became too much, "I want you..." He smirked, raising a brow and tilting his head slightly, unhappy. "Sir," I finished off and he smiled happily, pressing his erection further into my skirt as his hands travelled around my body. "You're mine now, Alyssa." ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ WARNING. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND IS NOT ADVISED FOR YOUNG READERS. READ AT OWN WILL.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)