Her Salvation (On Hold)

Her Salvation (On Hold)

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Marco Dragone is notoriously known for his dashing good looks, his ability to treat women like trash and most of all his sucessful family business. However, behind all that he is also apart of the Italian mafia. On the opposite side of the pole, Ivy Calla is a plain Jane. After graduating college she got a stable job as a receptionist at a modelling agency. The two unconsciously stumble upon each other at a restaurant, unbeknowest to them this encounter would lead their lives to change forever. And most of all, what happens when a chip containing detrimental information lands in the wrong hands? - Hi guys, this is the second story I have written. I wrote a whole plot for this and am very excited in getting this done. I promise that this story will be updated much faster than Ride. I hope you will give this book a try and ultimately enjoy both books! Much Love, BAManna
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