"𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾? 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪."
She was innocent, lost in her own world full of dreams.
He was the devil, destroying anything that got in his way, when he wanted something he would get it.
What happens when she turns out to be exactly what he wants?
Aria Leone, daughter of the Don of one of the Italian mafia's, ruled in Chicago, finds herself in a hard predicament. Having to choose between her own blood and the man she once despised, but has now grown to love.
Nicholas Russo, a ruthless killer, the most well known and feared Don in the Italian mafia, had a plan to get back at the Leone family, a plan of revenge. When he uses Aria to break down her family, he soon suddenly finds himself at a crossroad. Falling deeply in-love with his enemy's daughter.
What would Nicholas's choice be? Get revenge or end his plan for good and accept that his dark world has finally found light. All through Aria.
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"You are not allowed to be here, Mr. Russo wouldn't like it very much." I said, my heart beating at an unsteady pace just at the sight of him.
His eyes moving to the slit in my dress revealing the tanned skin of my right leg. "Is that so?" He asked, his voice deep. Stepping closer to me, each step making me more nervous. "Y-yes" I whispered, almost sounding breathless.
In the blink of an eye he was infront of me, still barely able to see his facial features accurately, the back of his hand brushing over my soft cheek. "And who are you?" The man questioned, I could feel my body warm up. "His wife." I stated. "Who are you?" feeling the pad of his thumb brushing over my lips, I clenched my legs together to stop the unfamiliar feeling that is forming between them. He smirked and whispered into my ear, "Russo" Sliding his hand to my inner thigh, brushing over my covered core. "Now, tell me why you are soaking wet."
"They call you the seductress of the night. A woman trained to kill who doesn't fear anything. They call you heartless and alluring. Where is that woman now?" He asks as his hand slowly inched up my thigh, getting closer to my clit.
I wanted to wipe that smug smirk off his face but I knew he was right. He leaned into my face getting closer to my ear before whispering.
"Don't go shy on me now Золотце."[love] He said while his hand came in contact with my clothed clit. A small whimper escaping my lips. His smirk turned into a wide grin as he notices the effect he has on me. 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙩.
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Italian Mafia leader 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 meets Russian leader Romano. What happens when their two worlds collide? Is it fate?
Continue reading to find out.