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.

" If my life was simply a story, it'd be named after her; because she was all I was. " • Maybell Trenali is an enigma. Her health is slowly deteriorating and there's nothing anyone can do about it. She's been imprisoned in her own home by her parents since she can remember, in hope that her life can be prolonged. But she doesn't want to be caged. So she runs away from home and escapes to England. There, she bumps into England's most wanted criminal. Quite literally. Aaron Viscount is a good for nothing mafia lord. He's never loved a single person, not even himself. Despite his evil, he feels inclined to help a random girl in need.. no matter how annoying she is. Aaron's heinous crimes are murder, theft, drugs, and an underground club called " the sex house ", but despite his past, and his future, Maybell can tell he's a good guy. With her not knowing how to live in the outside world, and him only having experience in being a womanizer, it becomes clear that her illness isn't the only thing that threatens to overtake her life. Now, the only person she's ever learned to love does... or will he heal her instead?

"We can't be together" "Yes we can!"