PortCity Killers

PortCity Killers

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Things I know: my little brother is a dumbass who will in fact get me killed one day. He's done a very bad thing and when I find out what exactly it is he's been up to there's only one person I can go to: Bryce. My on and off again lover is just about the only man I could ever depend on, and it seems that hasn't changed, even if we haven't talked in months. Things are a little messy between us now, but when his boss gets involved and I have to make a deal with his rivals, mafia twins Valentina and Don Giovenni, the situation only gets stickier. Since both sides are treating me like their own personal 007 agents and my brother is MIA doing God only knows what, my body becomes the glue that seems to be keeping PortCity from full on war. The worst part? My body, the treacherous hussie, is absolutely on board; no matter how hard I want to kick and scream against it. Content Warnings: Drug use, mental illness, suicidal ideation, mentions of previous assault and abuse Spice content warnings: explicit kink content that include edge play and darker themes. ▷▷▷Currently Looking for Alpha/Beta readers for this story! If you're interested email me: AshleyMicheleLx@gmail.com
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ARRANGED MARRIAGE "I will not marry anyone. I don't care if it's for alliance, because we both know we don't need it!" I hissed back. Our mafia was one of the most feared, if not the most. No one dared touch us, so why marry a man who cannot give us anything. Before I got to speak up again my father slapped me right across the face. I gasped and put a hand to my cheek. My mouth stayed shut and I sat down in silence. Neither my mother or my brother did or said anything. I wouldn't except them to, since they never did. "I am your father and you will show me respect!" He demanded and sat back down. My cheek ached and I knew it would leave a mark. One I would have to cover up later. "But father, if you just tell me why," I tried and he cut me off again by picking up a fork and throwing it in my direction. He missed by a few inches only. My mother stared blankly down at her plate, not wanting to show my father a reaction. "Do not question me Katherine. You're leaving tomorrow" He said at last. ----------- What happens when the stubborn and independent Katherine Lopez is forced into marriage? Was it all for alliance between two mafias like her father said? And how far will she go to break the arrangement before the wedding date? Will she kill to get what she wants? Read the story to find out;)

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