Alessandro Revello
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{Natalia Álvarez}
18 years old
Daughter of an Italian mafia man.
She lives in a house with her mafia father, her three older brothers and her mother or so she thought.
Natalia has appendicitis which gives her many problems but that's the least of the problems, she has and will get.
She's strong yet weak when it's about her family, her father used to abuse her when she slept which she had no idea of since she took too many pills.
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{Alessandro Revello}
22 years old
The don of the strongest mafias in the world.
He took the mafia when he was seventeen making it double as good as before.
He is VERY overprotective and gets jealous quickly, he's known as the devil, cold, ruthless and if you even try messing with him he won't hesitate to kill you.
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"You don't walk away from me when I ask a question, saw what?" He says looking down at me on the sofa, everyone looks shocked at Alessandro and I probably at how Alessandro is being aggressive.
I look at him kind of shocked and put a hand over my stitches making sure they are still there.
"Oh but I am" I say and stand up giving him a fake smile, and try to walk away.
He grabs my wrist harshly and i turn around slapping him hard across the face with my hand.
"Oh fuck" I hear Enzo whisper and I put a hand over my mouth almost starting to cry, what is wrong with me why would I slap him.
Alessandro clenches his jaw and closes his eyes for some seconds probably trying to control himself from not killing me.
A tear drops fron my eyes and I don't know what to do they are all watching me and saw me slapping him.
"Put a guard outside her door, she will not be coming out of her room for a while" he says to Dario.
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In the dimly lit room, a haze of anticipation swirled around Irina, her eyes shimmering with desire. She exuded an enigmatic allure, her flowing raven locks cascading down her porcelain skin, accentuating her captivating blue eyes. She radiated a magnetic sensuality that whispered promises of passion and intrigue. Alessandro, the epitome of Italian charm, stood before her, his sculpted physique hinting at a world of untamed desires. His olive skin, kissed by the Mediterranean sun, seemed to glow as he moved with a confident grace. His piercing forest green eyes, locked onto Irina's, igniting a fire deep within her soul. As they closed the distance between them, the air thickened with a heady mix of seduction and yearning. Irina felt her heart race, her pulse quickening like a wild stallion ready to run. She brushed her fingertips against Alessandro's chiseled jawline, tracing the contours of his face with an electric touch, sending shivers of anticipation racing down his spine. Alessandro's hands found their way to Irina's waist, pulling her closer, their bodies melting into one another, as if they were two halves of a forbidden puzzle. The heat between them intensified, their breaths mingling, tasting the sweet scent of temptation that hung in the air. With an intoxicating hunger, their lips met in a searing kiss, a fusion of fire and ice, of passion and longing. Each lingering touch, each tender caress, spoke volumes, their bodies entwined in a dance of desire that knew no boundaries. In that stolen moment, Irina and Alessandro transcended the borders that separated them. Their love, forbidden and dangerous, defied the expectations of their cultures, yet it burned with an intensity that could not be denied. Together, they embarked on an intoxicating journey, their bodies and souls intermingling in a tapestry of ecstasy. Irina, the Russian enchantress, and Alessandro, the captivating Italian Mafia King, embraced the beauty of their differences.
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