|ᴜʀʙᴀɴ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ| "Secrets?" I inquired confusedly. "I don't have any secrets..." He brought both brows to a raise, sending the message that he wasn't buying it. "That's not true. Everyone has secrets." He insisted. "That's your only form of protection sometimes. That's also why you're here. To protect mine." ~~~ Destiny Sinclair, the aspiring Journalist, did not expect to be taken by the Mob boss, but meddling about the business of an organized crime enterprise for the sake of her big story was what brought her there. She knew too much, and his secrets had to be kept. Ma·fi·a /ˈmäfēə/ an organized international body of criminals, operating originally in Sicily and now especially in Italy and the US and having a complex and ruthless behavioral code. (COVER DESIGNED BY ME) (PHOTOS IN STORY EDITED BY ME) *Please be advised that some content may be upsetting to some readers.*

Anyone who knew Michael Jackson, the most infamous worldwide drug trafficker, knew that the bars of the Florida State Country Prison couldn't hold him. He told them he'd be back. Alexis Daldry wasn't supposed to be in prison. That's why when the opportunity to escape came, she didn't pass on it. She got in the way of a well thought, pre planned escape scheme. She couldn't mess them up, so she got dragged along. She was free! But at what cost? Being involved with a rich and powerful drug lord was a situation Alexis never saw herself in, but life is full of surprises, right? Being around Michael was conflicting to her. He was a criminal. He was dangerous. He was BAD. And she liked it. ***violence, language, sexual content***