Miss Scarlet Santoro knows better than to get involved with the Mafia. But the night she witnesses something she was never meant to see, the Mafia gets involved with her. Dragged into a world of bullets, blood oaths, and buried secrets, Scarlet is given one condition for survival: stay under the protection of Angelo Don De Luca-the cold, calculating king of the underworld who clearly wishes she didn't exist. Angelo is everything she hates. Scarlet is everything he doesn't have time for. He insults her. He controls her every move. He makes it very clear: she is a problem he intends to get rid of...once he's done keeping her alive. But when Scarlet finally comes face to face with the father, she's spent her whole life hating, the truth detonates everything she thought she knew. Old lies resurface. New enemies close in. And the line between captor and protector, hate and desire, begins to blur in dangerous ways. With a war brewing in the shadows and every alliance built on betrayal, Scarlet and Angelo are forced to trust the one person they swore to never need-each other. In a world where love is a weakness and loyalty can kill you; one question remains: Will they burn the Mafia to the ground to save each other... or will the Mafia Wars consume them both?

Everything was normal. Then one day, your life was flipped upside down and back to front. You asked yourself over and over, why you?

"Hey, Rose. If you go in your room by yourself, in the dark, the monsters will come get you." Lilia blurts, smiling like a witch. "Why did you tell me that? Now I'm freaked in my own dang house." "Then go to Taehyung and he can protect you if any killer comes and wants to stab you to death." Jimin says and points to the man who was widening his eyes at them. "A-A killer?" Taehyung stammers. "Rose, hurry and sit down already. Such a drama queen, you! The movie is still going." Lilia scolds and motions me to get out of the way. I glared at her and Jimin. I know what they're trying to pull. They're trying to embarass me. Lilia's trying to get back at me for shipping her and Jimin. Well played. I mean, I don't hate Taehyung anymore, but I'm an awkward lady with an amazing ability to make something or someone awkward too. I looked to Taehyung and he gave me an innocent smile. He scooted to the side and waved me over, trying to make me feel welcomed. My body heats up as I sat down next to him. The couch was fairly small, so we were quite close. Not too uncomfortably close, but our arms were touching. The fluffy blanket that was thrown on top of us was the one thing that made me scoot closer to him to the point where it looked like we were cuddling. Oh, it's awkward. It's awkward, it's awkward, it's awkward. Start: 8/27/15 End: 3/11/16

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!