You're Dead To Me

You're Dead To Me

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CAROLINE MATISSE - - - »I'm trained to kill, not to love« I have killed many men in my life. I have stabbed them to death, made them choke on their pathetic words, I was born into this game. The game of killing, or to be killed. But nobody trained me to love, not to say, marrying my enemy, the one I wanted dead more than anything else. And here I am, forced to sign the papers, forced into a life I know no meaning of. Sold to Giovanni De'Bardi, the bastard I call my prey. - - - #1 Action-romance #1 Mansions #1 Paid-story #1 Hate #2 Jewelry #2 Assassin #3 Enemies-to-lovers #3 Love and Hate #4 Mafia #4 Mansion #5 Heartbroken #8 Crying #15 Slow burn #25 New-adult #30 Romance #31 Dark romance #69 Spicy
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The Saint

"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.

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