I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

Naomi Lowar grew up in a conservative house hold which led her to be one of the more innocent girls at LakeCrest. She hardly ever went to parties, and she never dated boys considering most of their student body is gang affiliated. Though that doesn't stop her from joining anything at school. Since she runs most of the clubs, a cheerleader, and hosts the pep rally's and games she's known around school. Everyone loves her for her beauty and her kindness. That is until she's hit with reality when she's forced to tutor eighteen year old white Issac Jacobson. A former student at LakeCrest that took a year off to do jail time leaving him retaking his senior year. Issac and Naomi clash when she shares her dislike for his gang and what he does. And they clash even more when Issac responds. Will their differences turn into what they love about eachother? Or will she stick to saving herself till marriage?

"Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them." Anya Bernardi : A 21 year old living in a home where pain is inflicted upon her. She wants nothing more than to run away and start a new life , a new adventure . Lorenzo Moretti : A 26 year old Ruthless Don who hates the word love and everything to do with it , but everything changes when he meets her

18 years ago the Italian Mafias Princess disappeared, but what they don't know until too late is that she ran away. Sick of being shut out and kept quiet she decides to make a life for herself. Pregnant at 16 and married at 18 Jade and her husband Nikolai prosper together, making a family they both dreamed about. Until 18 years after her disappearance, she's spotted by someone working for her Father and Brothers. Secrets begin to unravel and the family has to stick together more than ever before. Because the Italian mafia has finally found the lost princess and she gives them a deal they can't refuse. *This story is purely fictional* *contains mystery and the found family trope*

Fifteen year old Alexandra Amoretto Decides to run around the city, Causing trouble with a random boy she met on the bus after being abandoned by her boyfriend because of her pregnancy. Seventeen year old Massimo Moretti Runs around the city causing trouble with a girl he just met on the bus to celebrate his last 48 hours of life due to his Leukaemia. Massimo carried a bucket list that night, crossing. Alexandra takes it on herself to Marry Massimo knowing she'll be a widow soon enough in attempt to complete his bucket. Ten years later Alexandra meets again with twenty-Seven year old Massimo Del Carlo, Cancer survivor and Italian mafia boss. Realizes he needs his wife to help him carry on the legacy, and the mafia doesn't do divorces. -------- "You're an asshole, did you know that?" I scowl before walking away towards the door. Only four sounds of heels touching the tiled floor hit before I was pulling back by my arm. He turns me towards him and gets up close in my personal space. "Id suggest watching the attitude."He warns . I'm not denying another warning for fucks sake. "You know who you're with, Alexandra. Ill fuck you anywhere and anytime without caring of consequences." He says. I believe him. He takes my hand and brings it to his crotch area where its basically rock solid and fucking huge for that matter. "You feel this? You feel me? This is what it feels like every second I see your face so when I say don't tease me, don't do it thinking I won't fuck you into an abyss because it already takes me an insane amount of self control to not do it on a regular basis. Do you understand?" I nod my head again moving my hand up to his abdomen. "Good." He says. Start: August 14 2022