Made For Me

Made For Me

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Aaron Russo - Don of the Russo mafia. "To kill or be killed" He had many women in his life but the one thing he didn't do was love or relationships. He said it was a weakness, something people can exploit and hold against you, something he can't have being the head of the mafia. His main objectives are making money, killing traitors and over powering every other mob. That's until he laid eyes on her. Aaron Russo may not do love or relationships, but he knew she was going to be his. She was made for him. Florence Stan - First year uni student. Finally away from strict parents and boyfriend. Studying, making friends and partying is on her agenda for the next three years while she stays in accommodation. She wanted to see what she'd been missing over the years when her father wouldn't allow her to go out, that's untill she ends up at the wrong club at the wrong time. His club. Little did she know the "freedom" she thought she'd just gained would disappear once again. She would no longer be her father's property but his. •• "Well you didn't think I'd just sit here, accept your deal and fall at your knees begging for you to be with me forever, did you?" I smile at her causing her smile to drop. "Don't answer that, you proved you were a freak when you kidnapped me. Anyways, since I have lived with my father for 18 years, I know what men like you and him are like, there's no way for me to get out of this. So, for the next two years I will do everything to make you hate me, I will make you wish you never brought me into your life. By time It gets to the end you will be begging my father to take me back." I slowly get up and walk around the table till I'm right in front of her. Her breathing hitches as I sit on the desk with my hands on my knees, bent down inches away from her face "Princess, I don't beg, the only person who will be begging is you when you want me to fuck that sweet little pussy of yours. Don't make empty threats again
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Mia, a spirited 18-year-old, she loves to see good in every people no matter what, and has always believed in love. Mia's life in her small coastal town has always been predictable-morning shifts at the café, lazy evenings at the beach. But everything shifts when she meets Vincenzo, a mysterious and grumpy stranger who appears one night, staring at the raging waves with a look that speaks of a thousand untold stories. Against her better judgment, Mia strikes up a conversation. Vincenzo Russo Romano also known as "The Snake", the Italian mafia boss, exudes danger with every step. His piercing gaze and commanding presence make everyone instinctively turn the opposite direction, fearing the consequences of crossing his path but she never did because she believes the good in people. Their paths collided, two souls from different worlds brought together by chance. people Mia's sunshine-like optimism clashed with Vincenzo's grumpy demeanor. what is going to happen next? scene from story He grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward a black car parked nearby. I dug my heels into the ground. "ARE YOU KIDNAPPING ME RIGHT NOW?!" Vincenzo gave me a look. The kind of look that said I was wasting precious time. "Mia." He opened the car door. "Get in." I crossed my arms. "No. I refuse. I am not getting in a car with you, Vincenzo. Not after what just happened! I want answers! Who were those guys? Why are people shooting at us?! And most importantly-" I pointed at his gun, "-WHY DO YOU HAVE A GUN LIKE YOU'RE IN A MAFIA MOVIE?!" He sighed like I was a dramatic child throwing a tantrum. Me?! Dramatic?! I was literally just shot at! Then, before I could blink- He picked me up. Like I weighed nothing. "VINCENZO, PUT ME DOWN!" He ignored me. Threw me into the passenger seat like a damn sack of flour. I gasped. "YOU DID NOT JUST-" Click. He slammed the door shut, trapping me inside. Oh. He did.

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