When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

(#1 Unwanted Series) ||Arranged Marriage Romance|| "Open it." She said in her commanding tone, as my hand made towards her 𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 to open it, taking it off I kept it on the couch but soon I felt a leg on my chest that pressed my back on the couch, She again made an eye contact and signaled me to open her anklets. ..... Ayushman Singhania! The name itself can give chills to the once who know what he is capable of doing, a billionaire bachelor with a bitter past from which he doesn't want to move on but what happens when he again starts loving someone giving love another chance but the girl is none other than his own Arranged wife. Samriddhi Malhotra, A dominating Woman, self made millionaire who has a cold personality is living with a traumatic dark past no one knows about, she had built a strong facade over herself which her very own Husband is trying to break, will he be successful? Will she give him a chance? ..... "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞? 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐡𝐢. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨" "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄!" ..... 𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:- "𝐓𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐬"