Mafia Princess
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Natalia Smoke lived a not so normal life, with her brother being the leader of the rogue mafia in New York City, the biggest one in America. She has trained her entire life to be the femme fatale that she is. She is ruthless when it comes to a mission but still has a heart of gold. When she wants something done she gets it done, she never hurts innocents, or children and gives people that do not live the privileged life that she does everything that she can. she is intelligent, cunning, competitive, and intense but she's also innocent, beautiful, hopeful, and honourable.
Xavier Smoke is the leader of the italian mafia and he is also ruthless but in every aspect of his life until Natalia come crashing into his life. He is cruel, mean, vindictive, atrocious and destroys anything that gets in his way. you should never double cross him because he will get his revenge.
When these two people meet what will happen, love? hate? lust? friendship? Read mafia Princess to find out
She went to grab a glass from the cabinet but I stopped her by moving so her back was against my chest. "w-what are you doing?" she asked and tensed up. I started kissing up and down her neck and I could feel her shudder underneath my touch.
"it was very mean of you to do what you did to me that night." I told her before she managed to get out from under me. I walked towards her and on instinct she started to walk backwards. soon she was pressed up against with the wall with me towering over her small frame and caging her in. "princess I do whatever I want, to who I want, where I want." I said seductively. I could tell she was nervous because she didn't look up at me once. "look at me" I ordered, she still didn't so I grabbed her chin gently and forced her to look at me. Her eyes usually guarded and cold now feigned vulnerability and innocence. I leant down to kiss her.
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