"So you're part of the Italian mafia?" I asked in shock. "I'm not only a part of it, I'm the Don. But Baby I promise you I would never hurt you." I got up and left the table, I couldn't believe it was actually true. I mean Gina literally admitted it but a part of me wanted her to be lying. He walked over to me, I backed away until I hit the wall. Our whole relationship has been based on lies. "Please look at me." He said caressing my cheek, I flinched at his touch. "I-I can't do this." I walked past him, he grabbed my arm. "After everything we've been through you're going to drop everything because of this?" He asked and let me go, but didn't respond to him. I could never look at him the same. Everything he owns is because of blood money, and I don't want to be associated with that. As I was about to walk out of his house he ran to me and covered my mouth and nose with a cloth. "Just breathe baby." He cooed. Within a few minutes I slowly became tired and fell into his arms. xXx He was the Italian mafia Don, she was just another tourist in Venice Italy. Nina Sharpe just graduated college. Who hates being the center of attention, her friends took her on a trip to Venice, Italy, more like forced her but she would never say that to their faces. She loves reading and playing her viola, and not to mention her addiction to coffee. Theodore Romano is the Italian mafia Don. He never liked relationships because he hates being tied down to one person. Not only is he the Don he's also a powerful business man around the world. He's an arrogant player who doesn't care about anybody except himself. ••• Mature content ••• Top rankings #3 Player 16/11/21 #7 Playboy 20/12/21 #16 Rich 30/3/22 #1 Mine 7/7/22

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Faith Anderson. An innocent girl, who grew with the love of her Dad and her elder brother. Since, her mother died while giving birth to her, she has become the world to her dad and brother. Romano brothers. A cruel, vicious Mafia, disguised as successful businessman to the world. They are , in short the psychopaths. What happens when their gaze fell on the innocent Faith. Will they change for her or will they become her worst nightmare ever? • • • " P-please ... Please l-leave him, please... I beg y-you..." Faith cried, thrashing in Lucian's arms. " You motherfucker, don't do this to her. Leave him. " Chris yelled at the trio. His friend was at the verge of loosing his life. " Shh, baby, why are you taking his side? Huh? " He gripped her hair tightly. " Do you feel anything for him? Huh! Tell me. " Lucian seethed looking at her. " FUCKING ANSWER HIM. " Azron hollered kicking the tied person in his stomach. Panic was bubbling inside Faith and she couldn't able to say anything. " Answer me or your brother will pay the price along with him, kitten. " Zanvil said taking a sharp knife and grazing the tip at Chris's neck, so slightly, that it drew some blood out. Seeing this much of blood infront of her, Faith felt her head spinning. Her struggles becoming weak. " ANSWER ME GOD-DAMN-IT. " Lucian pulled her head up with her hair. " N-No..." She managed to let out a whimper and collapsed on Lucian. She was barely conscious. " Oh, baby, I knew it. It's okay, Lucian don't hurt her. " Zanvil left Chris and walked towards her. Lucian kissed her lips briefly while Zanvil caressed her hair. " But, this guy made us insecure. He has to pay little one. He'll be punished. " Azron scowled, taking a cleaver in his hands. " DON'T DO THIS TO HER. PLEASE. " Chris pleaded the trio for her sister and his friend. He knew his friend is going to die tonight. He also knew he couldn't do anything. But it was too late. ••• © Copyright reserved.

~ 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘰𝘱'𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳. 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦, "𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯?" 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦.~ Luna is seventeen year old girl trying to make it through high school and keep her grades up like any regular teenager. But her sweet and simple life is going to change completely when she gets hacked.