BookishBelle01
Nostra Rosa, la nostra principessa, with a fragile heart and a fierce spirit that refuses to be tamed. Her beauty is matched only by her intelligence and cunning, making her a valuable asset in the game of power and loyalty.
Marco de Salvatore, il nostro principe, with a ruthless determination and a calculating gaze that sees everything and forgives nothing. His eyes are cold, his heart is stone, and his loyalty is only to the family.
Their arranged marriage is a masterstroke of strategy, a union of two powerful mafias that will secure their grip on the world. But as they stand before the altar, exchanging vows and promises, the chemistry between them is palpable. It's a spark that could ignite a fire that consumes them all.
She is a precious gem, a rara avis, a rose among thorns,
Beautiful, with a captivating smile that can charm the devil himself.
She is a free spirit, unbreakable and unrelenting, with a fire that burns bright in her eyes.
She is cunning, with a mind sharper than a razor's edge, and a tongue that can weave webs of deceit.
And he is a force of nature, a tempesta, a storm that will leave nothing but destruction in his wake,
Ruthless, with a heart of stone and a conscience that's long dead.
He's cruel, with a sharp tongue and a penchant for pain, taking pleasure in the fear he inspires.
He is a master of manipulation, with a gaze that can freeze the blood in your veins, and a smile that can make you question your own sanity.
Maybe they are two broken souls, shattered by the cruel hand of fate, but drawn together by the magnetic pull of their own darkness. Maybe they are the only ones who can understand the depths of their own depravity, the only ones who can see the beauty in the shadows. Maybe they are loved, maybe they are cherished, maybe they are the only ones who can save each other from the abyss.