Cold At Heart

Cold At Heart

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Francesco D' Luca A cold hearted mafia leader blessed with looks of a pure angel. The city shudders at his name. He can kill anyone at click of his finger. He never looked at woman twice before he met her, his obsession, his possession, his love and his life. Emily Wilson The bubbly girl who know how to bright anybody's day. Behind this brightness, there lie a past she can't forget. Someone is after her. She can't escape it, can she? It became possible after she met him, her beloved,her paramour,her love and her life" "You can't escape me, you are mine. You were mine the moment you caught my eye. I bought you and you are my possession. I love you and you will love me until death do us apart. " He growled pinning me to the counter. At that moment I knew I was his, there was no denying. I love this man. I love this mob leader. I love him more than i love my life.I will be damned if I ever hurt him. I was brought back from my thoughts when he suddenly kissed me. He was marking his territory and I was more than happy to be his. Highest ranking #Mafia princess - 74 #Ruthless - 107 #Italian-713 This fantastic cover is made by @_TheReal_2.
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Luca Valenti doesn't pick fights. He pours coffee, listens to soft jazz, and keeps his world peaceful. But when Isla Moretti, the cold, untouchable mafia queen, storms into his café at midnight, dripping rain and rage, peace is the last thing she brings. She barks out an order like he's one of her men. He leans against the counter, unimpressed. "Try asking nicely." She glares. "Do you know who I am?" Luca places a cappuccino in front of her, slow and deliberate. "Yeah. You're someone who still needs caffeine to function." She should walk out. She should put a bullet in him just for daring to talk back. But instead, she stays. Seething. Sipping. Staring at the one man in this city who doesn't shrink under her name. And for the first time in years, she feels small. It happens again. And again. Their fights grow sharper, their words cut deeper, but Luca never throws her out. Even when she slams her hands on the counter. Even when her voice trembles with something that's not quite anger. One night, after a particularly brutal fight, she lingers at the door. Hesitates. And when she turns back, he's already making her coffee-no words, no expectations. Just warmth waiting for her. She should stop coming back. Should stop letting him see parts of her no one else gets to. But Luca? He doesn't flinch at her darkness. And that terrifies her more than anything. Because the longer she stays, the more she wonders-what if she doesn't want to be feared? What if, just this once, she wants to be understood? Original Story by Akari Image © to the respective owner.

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