Running from away from hell Daphne Royce stumbles into Eleandro Salvis' life who has his own secrets. Daphne is not your damsel in distress and faces most of her problems with a straight backbone or else a running back which is rare. There is no other option in between because honestly there is nobody who can face all their problems looking in the eye. When she becomes a part of the dark side of London which deals in human trafficking she knows her life is messed up and she will do anything to get back her past life. On the other hand, Eleandro himself is messed up more than Daphne's entire life. With secrets that nobody knows he is a mystery to everyone. A mystery who has no idea that his life is going to take a mysterious turn as soon as the mess named Daphne will enter his life, unannounced. {Please don't judge me this is the first book I ever wrote. I have come a long way since I wrote this book and I will hope you will consider that.} ------------- Started: 29 Sept, 2019 End: 18 April, 2020 Status: complete

COMPLETED THE ENTIRE STORY IS AVAILABLE ON GOODNOVEL UNDER THE SAME NAME, WRITTEN BY DECEMBER SECRETS. THIS IS ONLY A PREVIEW. Isabelle Forte witnessed a murder, and was led straight into the arms of Mariano Rivera, acting boss of the Italian Mafia. With him, she further ventures into a world of love, honor, violence, and betrayal. The dominating, possessive man may fix her. Or break her all over again. MATURE CONTENT.

[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."