Mafia Queen Of Salvatrachu
  • Reads 364
  • Votes 47
  • Parts 5
  • Time 16m
  • Reads 364
  • Votes 47
  • Parts 5
  • Time 16m
Ongoing, First published Apr 24, 2020
Mature
⚠️This story is being remade as we speak so if you see this that means I haven't deleted it yet⚠️

17 yrs old Tiffany who finds herself a Kings Pin sister
Growing up in the streets taught her to love no one but herself
Being a cold hearted female her father who was killed when she was only 15 led her to 
Never settle for less and to always hold her own
She makes a moto called Fuxk Niggas Get Money and she is sticking to it.
On the other side 20yrs old Kree that works for the biggest Kingpin alive also grew up in this cold world that calls earth and is looking for Rod (Ride-Or-Die)that would hold him down through thick or thin.
Will Kree find the one to hold him down?
Will Tiffany stay true to her word? I
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Mafia Queen Of Salvatrachu to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Arrange Temptation | MW cover
Naruto: Copy System cover
ᴇʟʏꜱɪᴀɴ | BNHA cover
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃─𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 cover
MAFIA_BROTHERS_[Season 1] cover
Angelic - Rafe Cameron cover
bed chem | drew starkey cover
𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 • 𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣 cover
Slytherin Boys Imagines cover
𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃, 𝙄𝙣-𝙃𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘 cover

Arrange Temptation | MW

48 parts Ongoing

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.