Enemies to lovers - Mafia Romance "You only live, die and kill for your family." Lilliana Moretti was born and raised to be used against one of the most ruthless Crime Families of Chicago - the Romanos. Nothing could stop her to avenge the death of her mother and infant brother as she marked her prey - Dominic Romano. Well, Dominic didn't incur the reputation of a notorious playboy and a ruthless mafia for no reason. But Lilliana deliberately crossed paths with him, and when she was about the win the game, secrets of the buried past were unearthed and left her shattered. Does love stand a chance in the face an age-old feud? Come and witness the uphill battle between two crime families that unleashed chaos like never before. While the two people were out for each other's blood with bleeding hearts, little did they realize their love was more lethal than their hatred for each other. ************************* "The Monster's Nemesis is a part of Monster's Series but can be read as a standalone." ************************* W A R N I N G - This book contains adult language and subject matter including graphic violence and explicit sex that may be disturbing for some readers. This book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the writer's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. This book is unedited so you'll find some grammatical errors.

SEQUEL TO:- "THE BETA'S UNWANTED MATE CANNOT be read as a stand alone. You have to have read THE BETA'S UNWANTED MATE including chapters 2.00, 2.01, 2.03 and 2.04 (that are within the same book). --- "I can't believe you could do this to me," he said, shaking his head, his eyes filled with so many emotions that made my heart squeeze with pain and agony. "How could you..." he whispered, "After all those years I looked for my mate. After all those years I fought with the world for you..." His eyes were filling up with tears and by this point, I was in so much of pain that someone could claw my heart out of my chest, and I won't feel it. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..." I pleaded, my voice showing my desperation and my actions expressing how sorry I was. "You're not sorry. You probably still don't believe me," he said, shaking his head, looking away from me. "I trust you." I said, softly. Moving towards him. "But you're still with her too." He said, his voice turning dark and bitter. "You can't have it both way, Rosalita. It's either her or me." "But-" I started, but he cut me off. "No." He said, "I don't want any excuses." "She lies to you, Rosalita. Don't you see? She used you. She played with your feelings." He said, provoking me, in a loud voice. A chill ran down my spine and a bitter feeling filled my heart as I heard his words. I didn't need a reminder. "She's still my friend though." I said, sounding weak to my own ears. But I couldn't leave her. Especially not at this point. He sighed, tired of me. "Look, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do if you have decided to act blind like this. I didn't want to do this ..but now I'll have to," he looked at me in my eyes with an icy expression. "Do you want me to forgive you?" He asked. "Of course." I answered, in a heartbeat. "Alright, then prove me that you are with me and not with her anymore. Kill my biggest enemy Olivia Hart for me."

"Other times, I look at my scars and see something else: a girl who was trying to cope with something horrible that she should never have had to live through at all. My scars show pain and suffering, but they also show my will to survive. I knew a girl who liked to draw, She drew pictures that nobody saw, She was more artistic alone at night, In her bathroom out of sight, She didn't tell a soul, and the gallery grew. Her drawings were different; no pencil, nor pen, But she needed a bandage now and again, We had a date by the river; under the stars, She rolled up her sleeves and showed me her scars, She felt so embarrassed and looked at her shoe, I rolled up my sleeve and said, 'I draw too'