Nicholas Salvatore the heir to the Salvatore's throne. Born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, he basically had everything in the palm of his hand. A player with the body of a Greek God and face liked a model, the new Don changed women like they were his toys. His hands scarred from murders, dangers lingered wherever...
You know that feeling you get when a thunder storm finally ends and everything goes back to normal and you can be happier now the weather has improved. Yeah well thats not the case for the Bianchi family their 'storm' or Octavia was the light of their eyes, the thunder on a rainy day. The best thing that ever happened...
"What in the world, kid?" The roar erupted from the sleek Lamborghini as its owner, a man who could easily pass for a Greek deity, emerged from the luxurious vehicle. Scratch that, he practically embodied one. But wait, did he just refer to me as a 'kid'? For heaven's sake, I'm 23! "Are you out of your damn mind?" I s...
"You planted flowers in my lungs and even though they're beautiful, I can't breathe."