ac: @/staticfeels_ on twt Falling full on into the illusions that come with love, you find yourself regretting two years of your life, viewing those years as a waste. You being you, you quickly decide you're willing to spend every minute getting that time back...however reckless and twisted things end up, doesn't quite matter just yet. Mature themes are involved and heavy topics along with drug usage and abuse. i do not own attack on Titan or its characters

A third story for my black females <3 made by me! I really don't see enough of these! Y/n a nineteen year old first year in college leads a double life, a student by day and mafia bosses worker and daughter by night. Her main goal has always been to fulfill her fathers wish and kill Hanta Sero ever since she was at the young age of 11. Will this rivalry just be a rivalry or will love and lust get in the way of her goal? | | | | | HEAVY SMUT/NSFW + SLIGHT ANGST + HEAVY DRUG MENTIONING AND USE | | | | | I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY PHOTOS USED! | | | | | WE GOT NUMBER ONE IN #HANTA SERO :) | | | | | started: april 10th, 2021 completed:

A camp for the Italian Mafia and dept to be paid. Who will Marco pick when it comes down to the next donna and the mother to his heir? What will Elaya do when she finds out her whole life was a lie, and that she had been training for this very moment? They both wish to be free, but they only seem to trap each other. ••• "So you can talk to other men but have nothing to say to me?" I asked, my jealousy bleeding into my words before I could stop it. "Yep." She shrugged again, her nonchalance like a dagger to my pride. "Elaya, I'm a greedy man," I said, my voice low and deliberate. "I don't share what's mine." "Neither do I," she said quietly, her tone soft but firm. There it was again-her fire, her defiance. It was maddening and intoxicating all at once. She continued, her voice calmer now. "But over the last four months, I've learned that life doesn't care what we want." I smirked, leaning closer, unable to resist. "You're mistaken. I always get what I want." She turned to face me fully, crossing her arms. I could feel the heat of her gaze, the challenge in her stance. "Really? And what exactly do you want, Marco?" "Isn't it obvious?" I asked, my voice dropping as I held her gaze. "I want you." ••• "You didn't tell me you were going to fucking seduce him. And then you turn off your mic so i couldn't hear anything." Her jaw tightens, but she doesn't back down. "I'm not arguing about the fact that I did my job. I did what needed to be done, and I did it well." She pauses, and her eyes narrow just slightly. "But if you want to argue, then let's talk about why you've been acting so cold to me ever since the kiss." ••• SLOW BURNNNN🔥 !!!