It Started With An Italian Cookie (Coming Soon)

It Started With An Italian Cookie (Coming Soon)

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I look at him with a smirk "Allora, signore forte, mi lascerai andare o devo batterti di nuovo? ( so, Mister, are you gonna let me go or do I have to fight you again?)" I chuckled as Italian rolled of my tongue. He clenched his jaw for a minute before leaning in"Combatto tutto il tempo, Cookie. quindi non pensare che ti lascerò andare perché sono spaventato. perché io non lo sono (I fight all the time, Cookie. so do not think I'll let you go because I'm scared. because I am not)" he whispered softly in my ear. I rested my hands on his chest and leaned in close to his lips "I know you're not scared of me, but if you don't let me go I'll tell your mother." I whispered in the air between our lips before pulling away. His skin paled as he quickly let me go. I chuckled loudly as I walked away from him. Oh how I love to tease you Nicola. "I don't even know your mom Cola" I giggled as I saw him look up at me. I ran away as I heard his footsteps behind me.
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Until Damiano died my sins only consisted of coming home late and sneaking out. Now I have killed and tortured my way to the top, and uncovered a world I didn't know existed. A world that was supposed to be long gone. A world where kill counts and cruelty decided your place in the hierarchy. A world in which crime and rigged systems were as common as breathing air. The underworld. ----------------------------- A small smirk showed in his lips and I Iet out an annoyed huff. "So what your saying amore is that you missed me?" His manner was cocky but not in the annoying way that it usually is. "No" my voice was almost a whisper. "I don't believe that" he said now taking another step forward pushing me so my back was on the door. His scent was intoxicating and his presence pushed me into a new type of high. "Do you want this?" His voice was a whisper now matching mine. I nodded not being able to form any words. "Say it" he demanded. "Yes" I whispered. Chiara Moretti has made her way up in the underworld, a deadly assassin who has a personal vendetta against the don of the Italian mafia, Valentino Hart. She has devised a plan, in which she finds herself living under the same roof as Valentino. While sparks fly, secrets spill, and the past is slowly uncovered.

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