43 parts Ongoing ~>"I like to believe my thorns were once flowers."<~
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Arabella Karve has learned to keep everyone away. To lock them out, and make them believe that she is the heartless daughter of the worst man alive. No one has ever taught her what it is like to be loved. This is until she meets Eros Vandare.
A deadly assassin from Italy is hired to protect the heir to the throne of the mafia. He is a monster, and everyone knows it. He is incapable of love. Until he meets Arabella Karve, the girl he was hired to protect, and he realizes what it means to be alive. What it means to love.
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"You don't have to come up here every night if you don't want to." I mumble, my eyes fluttering shut. I never want to force him to come lay with me if he doesn't want to, if it makes him uncomfortable.
His arms tighten around me.
"I know I don't have to." His chest rumbles against me, the feeling vibrating within every bone in my body, "and I probably shouldn't."
Disappointment floods my senses and I take a shallow breath, "probably not."
"But I am."
"Why?" I whisper softly. I tilt my head to look up at him, my eyes meeting his. He gently brushes a a piece of hair out of my face.
"Because I'm fucking selfish and I need you, regardless of what I should or shouldn't do."
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**in the process of being edited<3**
