Mafia Unknown

Mafia Unknown

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Angela was a sweet, innocent girl who never saw the bad in anyone. In her eyes everyone was good no matter what they did and in everyone else's eyes all they could see where the flaws in her. "She is too happy" "what the hell is she laughing at now?" "She has to be the most insane person I have ever met". No matter what they say, she will always be her happy, giggly self. Until she bumps into someone who she knew had a bad heart but all she could she was the nice man, even if Marco was the deadliest and most richest man in all of Italy.
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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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