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''I hope you know that I hate you''. I said while glaring at him. ''The feelings mutual.'' He replied. Lorenzo De Luca. The heir to the Italian Mafia, Stone cold, kills anyone in his way. The only people he cares for is his family. Aria Sinclaire.She is in the American Mafia. Her and her brother have won awards every year for being the best consigliere's for the American Mafia. But what happens when Arias hope for her future comes to stumble? When her parents say she has to marry the eldest child in one of most important family in the mafia, to make her family stronger and more respected.
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When my family owes The Don of The Italian Mafia money that they don't have; how do they repay him? The answer, an arranged marriage. With whom? The youngest daughter, of course. Who is the youngest? Me. Isabella Morello. My life wasn't always rainbows and a field of flowers on a sunny day. But, I thought I meant more to my family than this. Who do I have to marry? The net heir of the Italian Mafia. I thought I would find love on my own. I thought I would marry the love of my life. I thought a lot of things by my life isn't a book and this isn't a fairytale. I have to abide by my parents' arrangement; even if it means I lose my heart to the Devil himself. He's arrogant, cruel, heartless, but under his cold exterior there has to be a soul inside, right? Will I have my hert intact or will his coldness shatter it in the process? Will this be a tattered love or a love that could last? Will he ever love me, that's the real question. "ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪꜱ; ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ. ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ; ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ" -ᴀʟᴇꜱꜱɪᴏ ɢʀᴇᴄᴏ "𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍." -𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘

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