Liberate
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Josaphina Patelli wanted nothing more in life but to escape her families dangerous lifestyle. She wanted nothing more but to live a simple life even if that meant leaving behind her families wealth and working a 9-5 job. If it meant her freedom then she wouldn't mind. What she didn't think would happen is that the life she ran away from so long ago would come back to haunt her in the end. So what would you do if your morals, strength, and will to live were being tested because you were given the title as the sole heir to your fathers legacy? ~~~~~ PSA this story contains many touchy subjects that can be triggering to certain viewers. so viewer discretion is advised, what it will contain is as follows but not limited to; rape, sexual/mental/verbal abuse, suicidal thoughts, murder, and drug addiction. My story is not to glamorize any of the things I stated in the listings. This story is not for you if you don't like; plot twist, strong female leads, real-life outcomes from real-life scenarios, or if you like Stockholm sydrome (meaning kidnapee develop romantic feelings for their kidnapper) I accept creative criticism ex: "Haylee, I think you meant to type 'syndrome' and not 'sydrome' " (stuff like this, and I misspelled it originally for this example)
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His Possession. Mafia Romance. Dark Romance. Enemies To Lovers. "Let me go!" I seethed through gritted teeth. I felt an uncontrollable amount of fear rake over my body. I soon began to shake. The fear that I just barely managed to suppress earlier is now clawing its way back up to the surface, rearing its ugly head once again, and hits ten times harder than before. The sensation is literally paralyzing. The feeling totally bypassing 'fight' or 'flee' and going straight to freeze. I feel like yacking up all that greasy food I had eaten during my shift at the diner. But I swallow the urge to do so and grit my teeth. Trust me, I wanted nothing more than to yack all over this pretentious douche. "Sorry kitten, not ever going to fucking happen." He said carelessly as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. His eyes were fixed on the dark road ahead of us, the road I surely didn't want to die on. Before I could even finish forming a coherent thought, the car swerved hard to the side of the road and comes to a sudden stop, sending me flying into the dash. My forehead collides with the smooth leather of the dashboard. I hear him rustling around, but can't see much due to the black spots in my vision. You know, from literally eating the dash. I hear the sound of something popping open and then liquid being poured. "Tell me kitten," I hear him say slyly. "Does this smell like chloroform?" He chuckles as he reaches across the console to press a rag to my face. Emily Watts, twenty years old and living alone in LA, due to her parents being drunken assholes. She had barely any money to her name, and worked at a small diner, trying to earn some money. Emily's life was in a constant loop, work and sleep. Until it was turned upside down when she meets the most powerful Mafia boss: Luca Adorno. NUMBER 1 IN #HOSTAGE - 08/02/20 NUMBER 1 IN #KIDNAP - 09/07/20 Completed in 2019. (IN NEED OF AN EDIT)

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