55 parts Ongoing MatureAnastasia Mancini; everyone in the underworld knows her name, the Fiore Mortale. After her Grandfather murdered her parents, she was raised as his personal assassin, learning to kill without so much as a second thought. People fear her, men fall on their knees before her, her beauty transfixing them as they know the only time she'll visit is if it's the last face they'll ever see.
Vincenzo De Santis; the Don of the Italian-French Mafia. After taking over leadership from his father, Vincenzo made a name for himself, becoming the most cruel and ruthless Don ever known, determined to create a legacy of fear and power.
Both are set on killing the other, Anastasia on orders from her Grandfather, and Vincenzo driven by protecting his family. When the two lock eyes they're the first not to feel the shiver of dread crawl up their spine upon meeting the other, both consumed by a hatred.
But what happens when they're forced to work together on a joint mission? Will their hate prevail? Or will fate somehow find a way?
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I feel all hope vanish when I see a cruel smile make its way to his lips, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
"Say that again, Anastasia," he says, the way he says my name making my stomach drop.
I bite my tongue and swallow my pride, sucking in a sharp breath, "I need your help," I rasp, my voice barely audible.
He chuckles and leans against the doorframe, his eyes raking down my body.
"Well then get on your knees and beg for my help."