My Lover's Mafia (ON GOING)

My Lover's Mafia (ON GOING)

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I was living happily. I came from a rich family. I always go to parties and clubs. That is where I find my freedom and happiness. Pero nawala ang freedom at happiness ko nang makilala ko siya. Akala ko he is just an ordinary person. Pero nagkamali ako. Sino ba namang matinong tao ang matutuwa kapag nalaman mong ang akala mong isang ordinaryong tao ay isa palang Mafia Boss? Mafia. Mga sigang lalaki, mga naglalakihang mga baril, patayan, dugo. Makakasurvive pa ba ako? A/N: Slow updates
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Belle has lost everything to the Mafia. The culprits are lurking to pick her off as well. While life is losing its luster for Belle, Marcello is thriving. Marcello runs several legitimate companies, earning him millions. On top of that, he is considered the Mafia King. Marcello has some type of control of any and every business in his vicinity. And several around America and back in Italy. Staying on top has been his life's work. When returning a favor for an old friend turns into saving Belle's life, the favor turns out much more long term than either expected. ~ "That doesn't matter Belle! Do you not realize you completely disregarded your safety!" His veins popped out at he reloaded and ducked low. We were down to two cars. I licked my lips in worry as I tried to shake them. "Mother fuckers," he curses as our back window was blown out. "I can't loose you!" He suddenly screamed as he shot the second to last driver. I avoided going home because I didn't want them getting any leads. "You're not loosing me, Cello." "It felt like I was," his voice cracked as he chucked a grenade towards the car. I lurched at the explosion and silence followed after our pursuers were eliminated. "Marry me." •• This story will follow a couple trying to navigate the world of organized crime. There will be MATURE scenes so beware, hopefully you enjoy it as much as I do writing it.

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