"The Mafia Boss and His Angel" Valentina Vernández is an pure perfection. She has brown wavy hair, juicy plump lips, marvelous body. Although her life isn't devine as it seems to be. Lorenzo Martino is an sexy mysterious Italian. He has everything, however one thing is missing in his perilous life. The perfect woman, which he doesn't believe exist. |MATURE CONTENT|

✧It all started with a slap✧ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒉𝒈𝒂𝒍 She is beautiful, smart, and an introvert who has no problem putting others in their proper places. She is selfless and compassionate and prioritises others before herself. She is trying to move on from her past. What occurs when she encounters someone who possesses every trait she finds repulsive? 𝑹𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂 𝑲𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 He is the CEO of the Kapoor Group of Companies. He is a self-centred, good-looking, and physically appealing man. He is stuck in the past. What will happen when he finally meets the woman he has only ever dreamed about? "𝙎𝙤❟ 𝙍𝙪𝙙𝙧𝙖❟ 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙞𝙛𝙩?" 𝙄 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙨𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙢｡ "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩❟ 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙩❟ 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨❟" 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮❟ 𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙｡ "𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚❟" 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙❟ 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙙 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨❟ 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙙｡ ➛ When two individuals with problematic histories meet, what happens? ➛ Will they make it to the end? ➛ Will they mend or destroy each other? Join this journey filled with a tone of drama, love and some goofy dialogue, with a sprinkle of smut. **vote, share and comment** © 2023 by Vasuki Sameer All rights are reserved.

1968..ᝰ "𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥' 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞. वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी Mrinalini Mishra, eighteen-year-old tender-hearted young woman, was raised in a traditional middle-class family existed in lanes of Varanasi. Growing up, she witnessed one ignored truth, the quiet suffering of women. whose silence was praised as virtue, and whose sacrifices were romanticized as duty. Like every other girl, she was expected to surrender her dreams to marriage, devote herself to a husband chosen for her and carry his children in her womb. However within her lived an unshaken desire for identity and a life that belonged solely to her, not defined by any man's name. Yet destiny had other plans. After completing her education till the twelfth standard, she was married off to a man she had never met. Hewas a renowned criminal lawyer,a man feared in courtrooms and respected across states for fighting cases for widows, abandoned women, and young girls seeking justice. He belonged to a prestigious family whose ties extended into royal lineages, where reputation was protected with ruthless precision. Mrinalini was emotional, hopeful, outspoken in ways she was never allowed to be. He was composed, older than her and mature