Mafia Lies

Mafia Lies

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~completed~ Her chaos. Her enemy. Her saviour. When born into a world full of chaos what you learn is falling from heaven is the same as rising from hell. Deemed heir to the throne. Born with a crown on her head, target on her back. Rita Valentina's road was never simple. She vanished from the mafia world for 4 years. No one knowing if dead or alive. However, when she returns to take back what is rightfully her, she finds it's not as simple as it seems. If the crown that was fit for a Queen did not belong to her, she would take the crown that belonged to the King. If the people who once worshipped her turned their backs away, so be it, she would find new people. At least that is what she had planned until he came along.
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(COMPLETED) He's everything she hates. A rich, arrogant, cocky playboy. She should be repulsed by him, but from the first moment she met him face to face, her heart of ice ineluctably set on fire. He had one mission. Something he had struggled for his entire life. Something that he was so determined to do, he once believed there nothing that could stand in his way. He should have known better. Nothing that you long desperately enough for comes without a price. But what price do you have to pay when you start to spend a little too much time around the one you were born to despise. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't have anything to bribe you with, only my own words. Tell me, how will you ever be free if you do not take a risk every once in a while?" "I take risks." "You may take risks that give you freedom from your life, but I have a feeling this risk is a little different on many levels, correct me if I'm wrong." I began to think, did one single day really matter? Maybe it would help, maybe it was all I needed to stop thinking about him. "Make the most of it as it will both the first and the last time you are taking me to lunch, let alone ever seeing me again."

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