Syla suffers night terrors. Syla Synide readjusting into her new life as a mafia princess and the dangers that come with it. Her siblings are more protective than she could ever imagine and it makes her life a little more difficult when trying to be independent. Syla does something she never thought she'd do and lets her guard down around the intriguing criminology student who keeps to himself. She tries to balance school life with her new life, when suddenly, she keeps getting messages from a determined stranger and images of herself in public. Seems like she has a shadow. Levi Moretti, aspiring detective, doesn't need to flaunt his muscles to feel powerful. His father is a veteran and he trained him to be strong. He also taught Levi that it doesn't matter if you're raised together, everyone is capable of turning on you for a good enough price. No one is exempt from being bought, so he prefers to keep to himself. But he can't look away from her. She may look like a wall flower, but she's much more. Levi has no idea of her background, thinking she's just another rich girl, but one untainted by entitlement. He likes her, but doesn't know how to express it. How will he react after finding out who she is? "You want me to leave you alone? I'll go. Just say the word, Syla," he breathes against my lips, his dark eyes never leaving mine. His strong arm snakes around my waist, pulling me off the wall I attached myself to. "Say it." My head shakes as I trail my hand up his chest to his cheek. He leans into my touch, his arm pulling me in closer. The tension between us is stifling and my heart stutters as I whisper, "Kiss me." He didn't hesitate, his other hand now on the back of my neck, nudging my lips an inch closer to claim them. One remaining inch of restraint, snapped. *Images are from Pinterest* ❗️WARNING❗️If you're going into this for smut, you will be very disappointed. I value tension and building actual romance, not just explicit physical in

(Probably gonna edit this-just grammar and plot holes) In a world like mine, family are supposed to be the only people you can trust, the only ones who would always have your back. My family is included in that. My father trained us to be killers since we could pick up a knife. I am the youngest of six children in my family and let me say it is not cute or easy. I have been accused, lied to, blackmailed and more. We use each other for our own benefits, like soldiers but still, we're family. This is the story of how my family allied with another organisation to get rid of a mutual problem. Who will be trusted and who will be destroyed? While my enemies are playing checkers, I'm playing chess, with a perfect checkmate already in sight. Maybe I can play a few other games along the way. "What? Not so confident anymore, are you?" I press my body against him when his back hits the wall. "S-step back," he mumbles, attempting to command me. "And if I don't?" I twirl his hair between my fingers. He pushes me back. "D-don't do that," he breathes heavily. "Don't do what, pet?" I tilt my head. "Don't try to control me," his eyes don't meet my gaze. "My sweet Bunny, I'm not trying to control you..." I stalk towards him like a predator stalking its prey, a wolf catching its meal. When I get close enough, I put my lips to his ear, wrapping my left hand around his neck. "I do control you." I push him to his knees. "That is where you belong, on your fucking knees." ❗️WARNING❗️ If you're going to this for smut, you will be very disappointed. I value tension and building actual romance, not just explicit physical intimacy. All pictures are from Pinterest!! I hope you enjoy! Pls comment I love reading them!!