Eve and Matteo had three children. Angelina and Matteo are the older two, twins. Ivory is the youngest. In this book you will get to see into Ivory's life. She is a lot like her mom in more ways than one. Their personalities are a lot alike but Ivory also happens to be an 'easy' target to other mafias. Many people try to kidnap her, many people you have already met still want their revenge. Ivory has been in love with her childhood best friend, but he only sees her as a little sister. At least that's what she thinks. ******************************** I hear the gun click. I close my eyes and prepare for the bullet to hit me. I hear the loud gunshot ring out from five yards infront of me but I don't feel anything. I open my eyes to see Shay facing me about to fall. I quickly catch him, set him down, and shoot the boy before he can run. I hit him in the knee so he doesn't die but he can't get away. We need to get information out of him. "Shay? Shay stay with me okay?" I look around to find his bullet wound but can't seem to find it. "Where were you hit?" Shays eyes close and he doesn't respond. "Damn it, Shay!" I hit him in the chest. Not that that would help I just want him to wake up. The rest of my family and the other families have joined us by now. Angelina still sits next to Gia frozen. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_

Meet Eve Black: I decided to flirt with the guy that did it, "Heyyyy cutie," I say with a wink. "Hey, pretty lady," he says in a gross seductive tone. I can't deny that he is very handsome. He had piercing green eyes that would make any girl go weak at the knees. But I am not any girl. "Can I ask you something?" before he could respond I continue, "Why did you try to drug me?" He looks shocked as my tone went from flirtatious to serious in a matter of two seconds. "Well, I have no idea what you are talking about," he says while slightly panicking. I stand up, "Well if you don't know what I am talking about then why don't you take a sip of my drink?" a few heads turned our way and start watching. "N-no I am good," he stammers confirming that he did in fact try to drug me as I suspected. "You know what, I don't give a damn what you say you 'don't know anything about' because I know what you tried to do to me." I pick up my drink and smash the glass on his head. I watch as the pink drink that was in the glass stains his white button-up collar shirt and his face turns red with anger and embarrassment. As I am walking out I yell back, "You know damn well what you did too." I flip him the bird and I leave the bar and Hazel and all her friends behind. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_