I WILL NOT LET YOU FALL

I WILL NOT LET YOU FALL

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"Ahhhhh!" Before i could fall off the building a large hand gripped my hands preventing me from falling.I looked up to see those ocean blue eyes staring at me. "I will fall" "I will not let you fall" ISABELLA ROOSEVELT is a normal twenty year old who works at a cafe. Brave,courageous, sassy,friendly, kind and beautiful but she has a past.A past that became her nightmare but what happens when a cold ruthless man enters her life making a promise to make her life miserable not knowing it already is. ALEXANDER VINCE BLACK is a cold ,ruthless man with anger issues.Being the capo of the Italian mafia he had gone through tough training. After the death of his mother he was determined to get revenge but then what happens when he meets a girl who is so brave and sassy, who irritates him to death.And when a person irritates him,you will forget to ever mess with him. So what do you think will happen?Will alex make Isabella's life miserable or will he fall for her?Will Isabella overcome her past or will she remain broken?Can alex help Isabella overcome her past? READ TO FIND OUT
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"Do it." I looked into his dark brown eyes, filled with tears and regret. "Pull the trigger, then I'll do the same." My hands shook in fear and regret, and the rain dripped on my face mixed with my salty tears. We both had guns that faced our faces. Faces of love that was once there. "Mi amore, please I beg of you please pull the trigger." This time he meant it. I held the gun with a firm grip. "You do it first," I begged. His gun faced me, and my gun faced him. One of us had to kill somebody. "If you do not pull the trigger first, I swear I will shoot myself." His hand also shook with fear, he was scared. A tear rolled down his cheek, it was as if every move I made in every sentence within this moment would tear him apart. I loved this man. And the only thing I could do was to kill myself. For him.

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