A Thousand Words

A Thousand Words

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"Not even a thousand words could fix me." I said. "How about just three? I love you." Scarlet I didn't have a childhood. I never experienced the pride of winning a basketball game or the nervousness you get from a first date. Instead, I experienced beatings every night. I experienced my innocence being taken to me before the age of 10. And most importantly, I experienced what it was like to be dead inside. Xavier I noticed her every day at school. She thought no one noticed the bruises on her wrists and the way she winced when someone bumped into her. Every time I tried to make eye contact, let alone talk to her, she ran away. And every time I would just watch her. But then I moved to Italy with my family when I was 15 and taught what I was born to do. Take over my family business if you know what I mean. But then I saw her again. 10 years later when I visited America after becoming the head of the Italian mafia. But this time I'm not letting her run away. She will be mine.
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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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