His Forbidden Angle (under editing)

His Forbidden Angle (under editing)

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Damien. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑝 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑚. --------- Elizabeth Hernandez is a 22 year old woman who was forced into the mafia. After her father stepped down and he brother being to youth to step up she was made to become the leader of the Spanish mafia 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐿𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 -------- He is a cold hearted beast with no hesitation to kill. The leader everyone fear the name of. Lorenzo Quinn He is 24 years old. Been admitted to being the leader of the Italian mafia sense the age of 18. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑉𝑖𝑥𝑒𝑛𝑠 ---- When the two finally cross path not realizing who their true identities are, they fall into a deep hole they not able to dig out of. Will they allow their heart to get in the way of their world?
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Sequel of His girl Damien Russo, his name makes people scared. Almost everyone knows him either for being a successful billionaire or for being the powerful, heartless Mafia Leader. Sneak peek⬇ Why are you helping? Why are you wasting your time on me when you could have ignored everything." I dare to ask him. He stared at me for a solid 3 minutes before he moved away from the wall and made his way to me. He didn't stop till he successfully caged me between the table and him. "Because since I've laid my eyes on you, I've promised myself that I would look after you and protect you from everyone." He stated, his face dangerously close to mine. "W-why?" I managed to ask. He didn't reply to me but instead, he started to lean in, making my heart beating fast in my chest. My hands were on my side, on the table, gripping it tightly. He put one of his hand on my cheek and made me look at him. He leaned and crashed his lips on mine.

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