Stella's Own

Stella's Own

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*MATURE* Welcome to Stella's Own 2.0! I'll be re-publishing chapters over the coming weeks. Thank you for being patient. I hope you enjoy the story! The mafia princess of the northeast is just about to graduate college and inherit the family business. Hopefully her personal body guard can keep her from being usurped or killed by those who wish to see her undoing. Will his feelings get in the way, or will Stella rise to the occasion?
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Stella is in Spain on vacation with her best friend. She went to a club to have fun and to escape the stress but what happens when she meets the eyes of the owner? The cold-hearted mafia boss can't let her out of her sight all night long. She wants her and she is going to get her. That's what she thought. She didn't want the younger girl to know that she's in the mafia but that didn't last long. The moment Stella found out how dangerous Ximena is, she tries to escape. 𖧷𖧷𖧷 I walk faster, my legs trembling, panic surging anew. When i dare a glance over my shoulders, she's there-her silhouette stalking towards me with deadly precision. Run. My mind screams at me, and i break into a desperate sprint. But i don't make it far. Strong hands grab my waist, yanking me back with frightening ease. My body collides with hers, and im suddenly pressed against her chest, warm and unyielding. I struggle, twisting in her grip, but her hold only tightens. "I think we weren't finished in there, were we?" she hisses in my ear, her breath searing against the sensitive skin of my neck.

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