This World..

This World..

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12 year old Ella is left all alone when she comes home only to find that her parents have banished! Now can she survive the world alone? A world that was totally different. I've been caught. I'm being taken away to a 'foster home' is what the social worker called it. I DON'T WANT TOO!! I yelled. "I'm sorry but-" "NO! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT I AM GOING THROUGH RIGHT NOW! I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE MY PARENTS ARE!!" "Ella....There dead..." No. No. No. Noooooo. They can't be. I know. They can't. "LIAR." Then again, I ran. Because that is what I do. Run
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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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