⚠️BE WARNED⚠️: This book is a dark romance and contains abusive and mature content. What do you see when you look at people? I see human, but no humanity. Do you know where humanity exists? In rich people's galas and events. In the news. In all places where people have enough money. But it didn't exist in ghettos, in dark alleys, in places where people are struggling to survive. These are places where no humanity exists, places where people steal, sell drugs and rob stores and go into prostitution to survive. You have to put aside your pride and do whatever you can do in order to survive in the ghettos. After all, not all prostitutes willingly sell their bodies. Some are forced. Some do it for food. And one more thing. If you want to survive, you have to be selfish and greedy. Otherwise, they would be taking advantage of you in seconds. Especially if you are a woman. But if you are a man, it would be easier for you in the ghettos. And that's why I chose to be a man. I decided to act like a man, look like a man, and think like a man in order to survive. **** Sneak Peak: "Y-You are a girl?" he asked in amazement while looking me up and down. "And you have tits." I tried to cover my naked body as much as possible, and swimming in the lake at midnight did not end as I planned. "I-I can explain," I stuttered, fearing what he would do to me after he got over his shock. Lying to an Italian gangster couldn't end well. Started: Completed: ⚠️⚠️⚠️I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK! MY BOOKS ARE MY HARD WORK! I PUT TIME AND EFFORT IN THEM!⚠️⚠️⚠️

⚠️BE WARNED⚠️: This story contains abusive and mature content. A LOT OF SMUT (SEQUEL OF BAMBOLA AND ASSASSINO) Ilaria My father was right. He warned me about him. He told me he would break my heart, but I didn't listen, because I loved him. Now, I wished I had listen to him, but it was too late. He already made me lose myself, become disoriented and feel lonely. He broke everything I was. Alanzo The way to have power was to take it, steal it, possess it. You could see and define power in various ways. I was already a powerful man, but I craved more, I craved Ilaria, because she was for me the definition of power. Started: 27.12.2022 Completed: 27.07.2024 ⚠️⚠️⚠️I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK! MY BOOKS ARE MY HARD WORK! I PUT TIME AND EFFORT IN THEM!⚠️⚠️⚠️

⚠️ BE WARNED⚠️: This book is a dark romance and contains abusive and mature content. Cara Chiara Alessi. A killer ballerina. She collects revenge, wrapped in pink lace and ribbons. She loves to dance. She loves to kill. Her next choreography mixes both passions, a dedication to Kieran Dorchadas, the man who murdered her friend and stole her grandpapa's mansion. The performance isn't on stage. But its staged. Step for step, she planned Kieran Dorchadas's Downfall. Kieran traffics arms, drugs, and humans, and has developed a fondness for Cara. Her ignorant and confident ways draw him only more to her, an infatuation she plans to exploit this summer. But a summer without heartbreak is boring. But whose heart will be broken? Whose hearts will be stolen? And whose heart will be trafficked - quite literally, or metaphorically? Started: Completed: ⚠️⚠️⚠️I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK! My books are my hard work, I put time and effort in them⚠️⚠️⚠️