mafia's little secret

mafia's little secret

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture13 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., mars 12, 2019
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Fiction
Romance
A work in progress Mia Lockwood she is a bit naive but very determined and extremely stubborn and pure hearted girl from a small town so when she finally gets away from her parents she gets kidnapped and brought to an auction house to be sold. Damian Romano he is very sadistic and the single most cold hearted man in the 'business' world. he also happens to be becoming the leader of the largest know mafia. But when their paths get tangled together they see that they have a few things in common... But none of them by choice. read to see what happens.
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Sequel of His girl Damien Russo, his name makes people scared. Almost everyone knows him either for being a successful billionaire or for being the powerful, heartless Mafia Leader. Sneak peek⬇ Why are you helping? Why are you wasting your time on me when you could have ignored everything." I dare to ask him. He stared at me for a solid 3 minutes before he moved away from the wall and made his way to me. He didn't stop till he successfully caged me between the table and him. "Because since I've laid my eyes on you, I've promised myself that I would look after you and protect you from everyone." He stated, his face dangerously close to mine. "W-why?" I managed to ask. He didn't reply to me but instead, he started to lean in, making my heart beating fast in my chest. My hands were on my side, on the table, gripping it tightly. He put one of his hand on my cheek and made me look at him. He leaned and crashed his lips on mine.

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