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𝗢𝗪𝗡𝗘���𝗗, 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗡, 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗬𝗘𝗗. by SVHIL1
SVHIL1
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Some men love gently. Some men love softly. Sahil Knight is not one of those men. His love is brutal, all-consuming, a fire that devours everything in its path. And from the moment he sees Sevil Laurent, he knows-she will burn for him. Sevil isn't fragile. She isn't naïve. She knows better than to play with men like him. But Sahil doesn't play. He takes. He destroys. And he won't stop until she's his. There's no escape. No mercy. No way out of the obsession that binds them together. She can fight him. Hate him. Try to break free. But Sahil has already made his choice. She will be his. Even if he has to ruin them both to keep her.
Our Mission by RoseAuth0r
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[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21