She wore smiles. He wore a mask. She held conversation. He held threats. She handles magazine covers. He handles guns. Alessa, an occupied model comes into a fatal collision with the Mafia Leader Angelo Dimitri. His cold demeanour and concrete mask enough to fool anyone who didn't take a second glance. But when the two from opposite worlds collide by mistake, secrets are revealed and truths are spilt .But can Alessa break down the his hardened Mafia walls to find the love in Angelo's heart that he thought he had lost long ago... ( WARNING: Not Edited- Undergoing Editing of mistakes)

'What's your name, Beautiful?' I asked her while I traced my hand down her cheek. 'N-Nova,' she stammered while staring at her shoes in fear. "Mine!" my wolf growled and pulled her against our body. Her cheeks turned red and I felt tingled spread in my body. Startled, she looked up. Her eyes projected some kind of sincerity that cut through mine. I put my face in her neck and took in her scent, in hopes of regaining control of my wolf. No success. "Mine!" ************ This story is originally in Dutch (His Human Mate | Nederlandse Versie). Translated by: @MysticBeginnings ©the-Duowriters // ©LerissaB Cover made by: @AndreaDarna WARNING: I WROTE THIS BOOK WHEN I JUST STARTED ON WATTPAD AND IT NEEDS LIKE ONE BIG MAJOR EDIT BUT IM TOO LAZY.. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED