He was groomed into a life of crime; she was trying to hide from it. She sipped a steaming cup of mocha; he aimed the smoking barrel of a gun. ～·～·～ The city knows danger lurks, especially when his name is mentioned; a notorious mafioso with a reputation calculative in his brutality. His word is law, his decision precise. Little do they know, he has secrets that can kill. She'd never involve herself in the underworld again. Even if each day hurts, she left it behind to start anew. Her instincts are sharp, her defenses strong. But when a botched abduction forces her to confront her demons, she begins to realize the past never truly left. Especially when a man of smoke and mirrors offers her a proposal. One that's dangerous enough to tempt not only a war, but a craving for sweet, sinister darkness. With a detective hellbent on incarceration, and blackmailing moles hiding in plain sight, betrayal never comes from your enemies, and lies never stay buried. They say only the strongest survive. Blood is thicker than water; but in a mafiosi's world, a roll of the dice can leave even a Don choking on his own blood. ～·～·～ Content/trigger warning: depression, sexual content, violence, crude language. Read at your discretion, and enjoy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Updates are indefinite as I'm taking my absolute time with this. Thank you! Beautiful graphics made by my WP bestie @Xaprith ♡٩(ŏ﹏ŏ、)۶

§|Of Poison And Flowers|§ ====================================== "I could kill you and leave your body in an unmarked grave." His voice was steady and didn't really hold anything of emotion, and looking up, his heterochromic blue eyes seemed just as freezing. And at the same time, he wasn't hurting me, when he very easily could've. And so I knew he was bluffing. "Are you going to?" And his silence was enough confirmation when he released my wrist. ====== When Azalea finds a man bleeding out inside of a warehouse, she never thought that helping him could kickstart a different kind of adventure; love. ======