In the summer of 1931, my ancestors established something that would become one of the most feared and powerful organizations in the nation. It started as them selling their protection. Not as simple as security guards, maybe a little darker. Think guns, death, murder, and money. Protection racketeering if you will. This turned into bigger, more dangerous dealings. They controlled all forms of illegal transactions. Sex, drugs, etc. All of that was at their disposal.
The organization goes by many names. The mob, syndicate, inner circle, pack, and gangsters to name a few. I prefer organized crime family or Cosa Nostra. The Cosa Nostra is an American-Italian crime organization that consisted of five families. Colombo, Baccari, Gregorio, Genovese, and Conzetti.
My name is Izabel Conzetti and I am the most wanted woman among the five families. Some want me as leverage against the Conzettis, others because I am a trained killer, but one wants me to be his. I can't say that being his would be bad, but I'm gonna make him work to earn the Capo di Tutti Capi, Don of the Five Families, the Godfather's, granddaughter.
Let the Izabel war begin!
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This story is about the Mafia, which in turn means that there will be gun violence, abuse, abduction, alcohol, gambling, and death. Also, this story has strong language that will be censored and mildly sexual content. I have not turned on the Mature Rating because language will be there but not spelled out as well as no sexually explicit scenes that are overly graphic. That does not mean I am a prude and won't involve sex, it is a Mafia book after all.
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( this book is currently being HEAVILY edited. I suggest not reading unless you are okay with slight errors.)
In which a 40 year old Italian man falls into the trap of an 22 year old seductress, who babysits his children.
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Our eyes stayed on each other as I reached her, grabbing hold of her neck, gently, but with a slight amount of pressure to make my anger known.
The flare of innocence she had left flashed through her golden orbs as she stared up at me, slightly confused but still confident in her rage. "You are mine." I stated, growling lowly. "Mine to touch." I reiterated my point by using my other hand to grasp the side of her hip. "Mine to kiss." My lips traced a light pattern against the bare column of her neck. The feeling of her pulse accelerating went unnoticed. I felt slightly at peace again as soon as her scent penetrated my senses. "And most definitely mine to fuck." I tightened my grip on the side of her throat and inwardly grinned in satisfaction at the shaky breath she had let out. "You hear that piccola?" I whispered, innocently nibbling on her ear.
Mine.
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Cover by @flauschebaull
[Warning:this story contains mature themes. If you are uncomfortable with sexual references, scenes, cursing etc. You have been warned.]
(Editing)
Ranked #143 in forbidden (out of 16.8k)
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copyright : lizaxwrites
published: 30/05/2020
Finished : 03/01/2023