Aleyna Sastre Bennati, her father being one of the most hated mafia leaders worldwide, making her be obligated to attend the school for future mafias. A school in Italy, for only the highest ranked mafia's children. She has very little time to get used to the sudden changes, meeting Niccolò Rossi Govender may be a good thing or maybe a bad thing. Only time will tell. Will she grow to be great and carry on her family legacy? Or grow foolish and weak for a boy.

"The moon is beautiful isn't it?" - Love cut people short, and with her past catching up to her and a new guy she's bound to fall in love with, can she keep up with herself, and her past?

"Heard I was a loner, but he appreciate my growth. I'm usually on my own, but I'm fuckin' with his approach. He wanna get me in my zone tonight, but I'm too scared to get close." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was intrigued and I couldn't deny it. I wanted to see what the hype was about if I was being real. "You been watching me?" I continue questioning his knowledge of my existence "I pay attention, you caught my eye." He shrugs keeping his hands in his pockets "You have a good eye" I let out "I like to think so."

Three things. A boy who loves to piss her off. A girl who loves to annoy him. And them understanding what it's like to feel love, while being scared of it at the same time [I flick his forehead with my pointer finger, "You're an ass," He leans down further near my ear so only I can hear him. "Y'know you're kinda cute when you're pissed."]

18-year-old Farrah gets thrown into a whole new life with her best friend Olly. Moving half way across the world comes with complications and troubles, but undeniable joy and new experiences to thrive in. One of those experiences being meeting someone. He's arrogant and conceited, the complete opposite of Farrah. But like they say, opposites attract... right? She keeps unfolding new secrets within the professional environment where she newly works, finding out that not everyone is who they say they are. Trust is delicate, darling. -------- My thoughts are crumpled as I go flying to the floor behind me, hitting it harshly with impact. I land straight on my ass, my forearms flying to my sides to support me. The room spins slightly as I lift my gaze to try and see the cause that made me fall to the ground in front of so many people. Way to make a good first impression, now they all probably think you're a clumsy bitch who doesn't belong in this professional environment. I try to rid my fogged mind as I direct my gaze upwards, as soon as I do, I freeze. My mind doesn't take in any of my surroundings apart from the dark eyes locked with my own, sending daggers in my direction. They are a cruel grey, they look like shadows descending onto me. I never knew that the look in someone's eyes could make me so timid and afraid, I feel like prey and the predator is stood intimidatingly over me waiting for the right moment to attack again. "Watch where you're going next time, darling," the husky voice echoes off of the cold walls of the foyer, making his condescending tone rebound multiple times through my mind. I stay slouched on the floor, hands behind me as I stare up at him in shock, unable to form any words. His strident words still rebounding through me, words that were patronising and brutal. His eyes make me afraid, but his words make me infuriated.