All I want for Christmas...

𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑚 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.. 𝑁𝑂 𝐷𝑅𝐴𝑀𝐴 ♡︎

Brianna Lynn Green 22 year old girl. Her parents died in a car crash and she's dating an absuive man. She falls pregnant and decides to leave. What happens when she runs into the don of Italy and New York and her soon to be boss. Valentino Morales 26 year old man. Don of Italy and New York. He has no remorse when he kills. He lets nobody get away with betraying him. But what happens when he meets a woman and her kid that could possibly change his life for the better or make it even more worse.

19 year old Flora started her Career in high school once her mother lost her job and they needed some type of way to pay the bills but did Flora sign a deal with the devil when she decided to work for Victor & Tyler? #3 18plus (3/26/20) !!! #3 bwwm (4/19/20) !!! #2 18plus (4/20/20) !!! #1 18plus (5/7/20) !!! *Mature content* cover by @theblackpepa Completed!

Maria Sanchez 25 years old Sweetest women you will ever meet (but don't let that fool you) Angelo Ricci 33 years old Scariest man you will ever meet 5 year old daughter (Ava Ricci) What happens when two worlds collide together ?? *This IS MY FIRST STORY SO THERE'S GOING TO BE MISTAKES* *IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT FUCK OFF ✌🏾* (Coming soon don't rush me I have school) (Please don't steal my writings)

Treshaun is the biggest drug dealer in Atlanta Jamiyah is the sexiest and best stripper in at Atlanta Can they both love each other enough to overcome all or will it crash and burn at the first sign of stress...... 🎶 I heard it's the bomb And you got it going on Give me some of your Thug Passion, baby You got me dripping wet From the way you make me sweat Give me some of your Thug Passion, baby 🎶

"You keep calling me tesoro," I said quietly. "Like I belong to you." He didn't look at me this time. "Right now," he replied, "you're the reason I'm still breathing." "That's not the same thing." A slow smile touched his mouth. Not kind. Not soft. "Doesn't have to be." The road blurred past the windows. My pulse refused to settle. "You ever feel bad about this?" I asked. "About taking someone who didn't ask to be dragged into your mess?" He finally glanced at me, eyes sharp, assessing. "Every day." I waited. "And?" "And I do it anyway." Silence pressed down on us. "You scare me," I admitted. His gaze dipped, just briefly, to my throat. My mouth. "Good," he said. "Means you're paying attention." My breath hitched. "Is this part of the job?" "No." His voice dropped. "That's the problem." I swallowed. "Then stop looking at me like that." He leaned closer, close enough that I could smell smoke and metal on him. Close enough that my instincts screamed. "Like what?" he asked. "Like you're deciding something." He held my stare, unbothered. "I already chose," he said. "I'm just letting you catch up."