It was one night. No names no feelings. But nothing is that simple when the impossibly hot stranger Ava encounters is heir to the Caponelli mafia... This book is available in print and now as a webcomic on WEBTOON! ***** Ava Moretti is a mafia princess with a fiery personality and an aversion to doing what she's told. Nick Caponelli is next-in-line to lead the Caponelli mafia - and he is used to getting exactly what he wants. When they meet by chance one night neither has any idea they are from rival crime families. After a night of passion they are supposed to part ways and never see each other again. But what happens when fate has bigger plans? Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity violence and drug use which may be triggering for some readers. Cover designed by Ashley Bandy

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Everyone is a poet when the first drop of rain hits the pavement. Instagram stories go up instantly - slow-motion raindrops racing down a windowpane, a steaming cup of masala chai, captions like "Pluviophile. 🌧️✨" But here's the truth - people only love the rain until it touches them. Once the aesthetic is captured, the romance fades. No one talks about the clogged drains, the ruined shoes, or the chaos left behind. They love the idea of rain... not its reality. And maybe, people are the same. Mira has lived her whole life being admired from a distance - "You look Chinese," "So exotic," "North-Eastern beauty." But the moment she steps outside, admiration turns into stares, whispers, and words that make her feel like a stranger in her own country. Just like the rain, society loves her as an idea - but not her existence. Tired of never belonging, Megha only wants one thing - freedom. To live like the rain... wild, fearless, and uncontained. Ironically, fate takes her to the one place she never wanted to go - China. A place where she meets Chen Yuze - a quiet, distant boy who feels like the calm before a storm... and the kind of rain she never understood. Between late nights, soft music, and a small bakery that slowly becomes their world, something begins to change. But not all storms end in rainbows. Sometimes, they leave people broken... And sometimes- they bring them back.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)