You Are Mine

You Are Mine

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For a long time all he's ever known was loneliness and pain. That is, until he saw her. To him, she was the most beautiful thing in the world. From the shine in her eyes to the curve of her lips, he felt his heart beat a little faster whenever he saw her. She was clueless as to who he was and little did she know, he saved her life before. After waiting so long for her, he decided it's finally time for them to be together. "I will protect you from any harm should it come to you," he whispered. She looked away, struggling in the man's grip. "I hate you," she spat and with those three words, he felt his heart break.
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She is an assassin in her brother's mafia. She is fierce and has strong opinions. One of those opinions is that she has always disliked the leader of the mafia they worked with, an alliance had been formed a while ago and now the Italian and Spanish mafia had to work together. He is a mafia leader of the Italian mafia. He is determined and doesn't take bullshit. One thing he thinks is bullshit is the alliance between his mafia and the Spanish mafia. He has to work and cooperate with them. It was no problem in the beginning but when the boss of the Spanish mafia introduces his sister in the picture the alliance becomes hell. Will they get along or will they destroy each other? ~~~~~~ His breath fanned over my face. I looked up into his eyes. Those green eyes that melted my heart. "Let me go," I whispered even though I didn't want to but he couldn't know that. "No," he whispered back and his grip on my waist tightened. I could feel the burn of his hands. The burn only he gave me when he touched me. His lips came closer to mine and slowly he pressed them against mine.

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