𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇- He told her one thing "you ain't see shit if you wanna keep that pretty face connected to your body." She was never supposed to cross paths with Giomani "Gio" Blackwood, suit-wearing, gun-toting underboss of New York's most feared family. But one wrong night put her in his world, and Gio don't believe in coincidences. Now she's tied to the man the streets call a monster. And the craziest part? The more she learns about him, the harder it gets to hate him. Cold. Calculated. Fine as hell. Gio runs everything - and when his father steps down, he's coming for the throne. But love and loyalty don't mix in the mafia. And in Gio's world, you either with him... or you against him. Ain't no in-between. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃!

"Fuck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine Long as you know who you belong to"

@𝟰𝟰𝟰𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀𝗹𝘃𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ©

"I made the decision to cheat on my wife because I liked the way you made me feel vulnerable and comfortable enough to open up to you the night before it happened. I ain't never did shit like that before and that's what made it easy for me to choose to risk everything I got for you." "That shit probably not a big deal to you but a nigga like me ain't never opened up to nobody but my best friend-and still..that's rare. I hate even talking about her with you but I don't even feel comfortable talking to Ariana about my feelings 'cause I know she gon' judge me. You don't make me feel like that."

"𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘, 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄? 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄." Dejah Champagne has always believed sweetness solves everything until the Santiago name walks through the doors of her bakery. Tony Santiago isn't just any customer. He's a mechanic with oil on his hands, a kingpin with weight on his shoulders, and the last man she should ever let close. Their families' blood runs thick with betrayal, and everyone in their world knows the two names don't mix. But Tony keeps coming back. For cupcakes, for chai... for her. His quiet persistence chips away at Dejah's resolve until one yes changes everything. What begins as a dangerous flirtation soon unravels into something deeper, something Dejah never thought she could feel. Yet love is never simple when loyalty is a battlefield. When Dejah's family discovers the truth and Tony's fear of commitment collides with the weight of his empire, they'll both have to decide: is their bond strong enough to survive the sins of their families, or will history tear them apart for good? Sweet meets street, sugar meets steel, and nothing will ever taste the same.

He's a boxer. Non-verbal. Silent but powerful. She's a woman of distrust. Introverted. Weary and nervous. Terrible circumstances brought them together. That same miserable occurrence joined them together for eternity. In holy matrimony of course. This is an ORIGINAL NUNU novel. A/N: SLOW BURN ROMANCE T/W: Mentions terms like MUTE, and MUTISM.

Watched the world from the sidelines, had nothing to prove, till you came into my life, gave me something to lose.

"D?" "Yes, baby." I lowered my gaze to the floor. "I... I'm turned on. I... I don't know if I'll be able to sleep like this." He hummed softly. "What would you want me to do?" I stared at him. I didn't know what to say. He took a step forward. "Amoya, tell me what you want." I gulped. He gripped my chin, forcing my eyes to his. He brushed his lips against mine, teasing me. "Umm, I-I," the words got stuck in my throat. He titled my head, and placed his lips to my ear. "Do you want me to make you come?" My movements stilled. Between my legs clenched. My mouth opened, but no words came out. He smirked, slow and deliberate. "I'll take that as a yes." ______________________________________ He was dangerous. Too dangerous for a girl like me. I grew up sheltered, protected by rules and curfews, watched by strict and dangerous parents who believed love was a distraction, boys were trouble and power and control was everything. And then he came - dark, sharp, and everything I was warned to stay away from. One look from him and every rule I'd ever known began to blur. Every warning turned to a whisper I no longer cared to hear. Because I'd already fallen for him. This man - in a cruel twist of fate - was my father's rival. And he was forbidden.

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