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Mafia boss
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Ongoing, First published Jul 23, 2020
My name is Izzy and I'm 16 years old,I lived in New Orleans before my mother and father died in a car accident 2 months ago. My aunt Kara thought it would be best if I went to Italy to live with her.so that's what I did.


Izzy, a kind,innocent and a a little out going,she's beautiful and any guy would fall for her.


Luca, a cold hearted man also known as the leader of the mafia called the scars, he has killed people and he shows no mercy.


" oh god I'm sorry I should have been looking were I was going" I say to the hard chest I walked into, I slowly looked up to see a Greek god I front of me he was perfect, there wasn't one floor on his face 


"No need to be sorry sweetheart, your new here aren't you?" The Greek god chuckles a little as we grabbed onto my arm 

"I'm Luca"
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"Do it." I looked into his dark brown eyes, filled with tears and regret. "Pull the trigger, then I'll do the same." My hands shook in fear and regret, and the rain dripped on my face mixed with my salty tears. We both had guns that faced our faces. Faces of love that was once there. "Mi amore, please I beg of you please pull the trigger." This time he meant it. I held the gun with a firm grip. "You do it first," I begged. His gun faced me, and my gun faced him. One of us had to kill somebody. "If you do not pull the trigger first, I swear I will shoot myself." His hand also shook with fear, he was scared. A tear rolled down his cheek, it was as if every move I made in every sentence within this moment would tear him apart. I loved this man. And the only thing I could do was to kill myself. For him.