⚠️under construction!⚠️ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: strong language, mature scenes, abuse, and drugs. ***** "Marco where is Emilia? Oh so help me if she's missing Marco I'm gonna put a bullet in between ur eyes I promised to never keep her out of my si- " Lorenzo said annoyed getting interrupted by Marco. "She's right behind you. " Marco scoffed. He turned swiftly and held me with his strong arms, i've never seen Lorenzo Russo smile until now. "Never leave my sight again. " Lorenzo said in a low husky voice. "𝑶𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓."

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)

⚠️THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND SOME VIEWERS MAY FIND SOME CONTENT TRIGGERING- READ AT YOUR OWN RISK⚠️ Whore. That's the word 20 year old Kaliyah is all too familiar with, even though she's far from being a whore. With "parents" who obviously need more parenting lessons, Liyah fights to succeed while everyone is rooting for her to fail. Powerful. Power(Ludovica/Ludi) is a 24 year old mafia king who knew he was powerful. Always joked on for his pun of a name, Power soon became the most powerful by being deadly and cold causing his name to be far from a joke to anyone who valued their life. What'll happen when the local "whore" runs into the "powerful" mafia king while desperately trying to escape her life. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ "Why the fuck is he staring at you, did you fuck him too?!?" Power asked all while glaring at me, referring to the guy eyeing me across the bar. Without hesitation I throw my drink in his face. "If that's what you think of me then yes I did fuck him Power. And I would gladly do it again just like the whore everyone makes me out to be." Power was quick to choke me up while grabbing my sex, saying in a dangerous tone, "No one will ever touch this pussy again unless it's me. You're mine and so is this pretty little pussy of yours so be careful what you say, amore. And you'll be paying for throwing that drink in my face very soon bella" ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ STARTED: - FINISHED: -