The Young wolf - 18+

The Young wolf - 18+

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❛❛You know what is worse than the heartbreak, the hope lingering in our heart that they will come back even though the mind knows the reality that they wouldn't❞ "I don't want to lose you" He whispered. "You already did, you were just in denial all these days, Axel " I slowly traced my eyes over his features , trying to memorize every little detail,the hint of blue in his eyes dangling at the corner, crinkled skin at the edges, the sharp jaw, brows furrowed and the pale rough lips parted enough to let him the oxygen to keep him alive. God, he is so beautiful "I know... I just thought maybe once... " I cut him off by giving in to the temptation, leaning closer pressing my lips to his, relishing the last moments with him. He sucks in sharply at the contact, I didn't give him a moment to protest taking my time to enjoy the taste of him. Because once, I step out of this door, I will no longer be associated with him. As much as it hurts, it will be the best for us. "Is this it? " He whispers, eyes closed, waiting for the inevitable answer. "Yes," I breathe out. "Goodbye," I turn around pulling myself physically and emotionally away from him. This is it, Axel. This is the end. Deep down, I wish 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵. **WEEKY UPDATES**
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VICENZO

Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES

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