The Contract

The Contract

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1 years A contact >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> "don't fall for me bellissima" "trust me I won't.." ___________________________________ Aria Single mom, Asassin and mafia princess of the Spanish Mafia ~~ Enzo Mafia king of the Italian Mafia, cold and heartless __________ ⚠TW⚠ R@PE AB£SE DR£GS STRONG LANGUAGE
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Two hearts. Two different people but so alike. Two souls who are meeting, but not for the first time. Thalia Rose Scott who is motherless form two months old, who only had her father growing up after some time to have a best friend. A guy who knew her from the begging of her dark life which is ahead of her. Her beloved Enzo. Only to loose him too after some time or that's what's she thought...... Thalia Rose Scott is to be married to the devil himself. Vicenzo Ace De Luca a man who doesn't have mercy. The Mafia Prince. The next king in life. The man that is as bad as the devil himself. The heir of the American Mafia. The truth's are becomings lies, and the lies are becoming the pure and harsh truth's. Will her life crumble? Will the darkness consume her? ____________________________________________ ,, Speak with her. Thalia sees you as father more than she did with Steffano. . She needs her father, and that's you. " ____________________________________________ ,, I love you so much. " ,, I love you too, my love" Then he kisses me and I melt into his arms. ____________________________________________ I look into his eyes and he looks into mine. This is the pure harsh truth. ____________________________________________ ,, Do you remember when we were kids and I braided your hair? " ,, Yeah, you used to do it everytime we played. Or I played. You never left me me play without my hair braided and you never told me why. " ____________________________________________

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