Bad Man
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Nixon Lerento is a man who cares for no one, who bows down to no one. He lives in a world where it's HUNT or be HUNTED and he most certainly was not one to be hunted. But what would you expect from a Mafia boss. His cold demeanor, expressionless mask never comes off. He is on the job 24/7 fighting, drug trafficking, killing. He has no time for bullshit and that includes love.
Annora Williamson is a carefree twenty year old, she loves living in New York working in her Grandma's cafe . Her life is simple and she likes it like that. Annora is in control, no one tells her what to do, what to say, what to wear, her life is her own. Annora may be shy but she certainly has no room for people and their bullshit.
Opposites attracts or so they say. Nixon wasn't looking for a girl to flip his world upside down and Annora definitely wasn't looking for a love interest, let alone a mafia boss.
But once Annora crossed his path, Nixon is determined to keep her right where she belongs. In his bed with a ring on her finger.
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"Annora..." his voice is low in the dark room. I put a hand over my mouth to muffle my cries. I squeeze myself ever closer in the corner of the room, tears rush down my face and onto my clothes. "Sweet sweet Annora, come out, come out where ever you are. I am bored of this game of cat and mouse." His voice takes on a darker tone, if possible. I hear his feet move against the floor, in a menacing way. As if he is doing it on purpose.
I crawl forward light of my hands and knees. The little light coming from the moon is no help as I accidentally knock the glass table. I hold my breath instantly as all sounds seem to stop. He heard me, I scream in my mind as my breath quickens. I Hear him chuckle " your fear only excites me further, kitten".
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