❛❛𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑❜❜ ・ ❦ ・ ❝𝗕𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿... 𝗔𝘀 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱, 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴- 𝙄'𝙢 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞ ・ ❦ ・ Desperately in need of money for her mom's illness, Ophelia had no choice but to work as a waitress for Dream Nightclub after receiving her friend's recommendation. Unfortunately for the clueless girl, she had gotten into RLM's Don, Elijah Romano's dangerous game after she stepped into the nightclub- 𝙝𝙞𝙨 nightclub. No one has caught his attention the way she did. Her aura lured Elijah to desire all she had, and he knew he would conquer her world- what she had already done since they locked eyes with each other- without him knowing. ・ ❦ ・ 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒: 𝟏𝟎𝟎𝐤 ~ Jan 4, 2022 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝐤 ~ Jul 6, 2022 𝟑𝟎𝟎𝐤 ~ Jan 10, 2023 𝟒𝟎𝟎𝐤 ~ May 2024

Danny, a 18 year old girl who is quiet, shy, but loving. She has no friends, but doesn't mind. Almost every guy likes her because of her beauty. Xavier, 23 year old man who is loud, has anger issues, and a mafia leader. Has one trusted friend and they are like brothers. But when he sees Danny crying, he instantly feels anger toward the person that's done this. He from then on vowed to protect his new found love.

"Baba why don't du like wain?" I look at Beatrice her tiny hand in mine as we stand on the porch. The sound of the thunder in the distance and the gentle rain drops remind me of the dark days. The way my father would beat me, all the times I would stare outside my window watching the rain drops slide down the window pane, hoping the rain will stop so I can run from that horrid place, the way I would promise I would be better for my boys, for my wife, for my mafia, for me. So I ignore it, I pretend that everytime it rains, I'm fine and it's just another day but the truth is. I never got better, not really. Sure I'm happy but not healed. "Why do you want to know honeybee?" I ask trying to ignore the throbbing pain in my chest. "Cause you wook sad, I won't want du to be sad." I pick her up putting her on my side as she holds out the palm of her hand. Gentle rain drops falling. "Cause my dearest honeybee. Rain is sad and gloomy. No one likes rain." She looks at me her eyebrows furrowed. "But wain is nice." Why does this young girl like rain so much? Most kids are sad and whiney when it rains. Complaining about how they can't play outside but she loves rain, loves to play in it, loves to talk about it. What is her deal? "Well why do you like rain?" She looks at me a bright smile on her lips. "I wike the wain. Cause when it wains you tan look for rainbows and it's even better when it's dark tause du can look for stars." I watch as the golden sun peaks out from behind the dark grey storm clouds, bright golden rays shinning on her face. Small giggles coming from her. "And da prettiest tings are found in da dark." ~~~ (AN:) This is based in a Mafia run soceity. The levels of government are: World Leaders. Mafia. Higher class jobs. (Such as Doctors, Lawyers, Police force, etc) Then everyone else, the commners. Just a little note so you aren't completly lost.