Nick's Girl
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She's a just a new girl that's works at a corner store trying to stay unknown from her past. He's just one of the five leaders of the city's mafia experiencing his first time being in love A love story created just by a pack of cigarettes and a bag of chips. -------------------------------- Arching my back, I moan out as he kisses on my neck. Coming back up to my face, Nick interlaces our hands and places them above my head"Can we go all the way?" Staring up at Nick, I give him a small smile before nodding my head.Smiling back down to me, he lowers his head and kisses me I will never understand how the guy that can hold a gun and shoot with no mercy can be so........gentle. This is a love story within the love story of my last book "Dealing with the Delinquent". I want to say you don't have to read that to read this book, but I highly recommend it.
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She was ordered to end his life, but his touch made her want to give him every piece of hers. He was a name on my father's kill list. Nothing more. Nothing personal. Until I saw him. Until I tasted the way danger lingers on a man's lips. I was raised in the shadows, a daughter of the mafia king, built from blood and lies. Love was never part of my story. But protecting him became my secret sin. I hid in the dark to save him, even when my hands were stained with everything he should fear. And when he finally touched me, it was like setting fire to every rule I'd ever known. We loved in whispers. We kissed like war. Every moment with him felt stolen, because it was. In our world, nothing beautiful survives. And when the truth comes for us, one of us will have to choose. Pull the trigger... or take the bullet. This isn't a love story. It's a funeral with a heartbeat.

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