Damiano

"You intrigue me Roza." The husky words rolled from his lips as he took slow, dominating steps towards me.

"Why is that?" My breaths became shallow as he was a mere centimetre away yet his strides continued.

My back hit the wall and excitement coursed through my veins. He was the predator and I was the pray and the foreign feeling evoked a passion within me.

"Because..." He paused as he brushed his thumb painfully slow across my cheekbone before tucking a stray hair behind my ear. "You're beautiful yet your eyes are clouded. Your conflicted and hiding something." His hot breath fanned across my jaw.

My eyes peered into the depths of his sapphire irises.

"I'm not hiding anything."

A smirk lit his features as he ran a hand down my torso before pulling me into his toned, muscular chest.

"I'll find out. Whether it's before or after I explore every inch of this perfect body of yours, I don't mind but I will find out bella."

...

Both had skeletons in their closet but when an unconventional passion formed between an assassin and a mafiosi , it seemed that everything was thrown at them. Things that would rip them open from the inside out and they both had secrets. Secrets that would be torn out one by one to determine the strength of their relationship but relationships only work if they're both alive.