Beneath the mask| On Hold

Beneath the mask| On Hold

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𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 was hot head to say the least. Some might even say fiery and impulsive. But what's to be expected when you've had the childhood she had?. The trauma and memories of her childhood still haunt her, no matter how much of a facade she puts up or how many outlets she finds to control the rage bubbling inside of her, it still clings onto her. 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐢 a cold hearted mafia leader. Know for making people cower under a mere glance.A ruthless killing machine. He's arrogant, heartless and kills without hesitation. But he too has demons from his past that he's not been able to conquer despite what he leads people to believe. What happens when two broken souls find their way to each other? And demons from the past come back to haunt them. ⋆ ˚。⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚。⋆ "The deeper you dig, the darker it gets."
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Raised in the Mafia, I have known no other life other than cold calculated violence and discipline. A life where brutality is praised and weakness is ridiculed, I became the best of my parents and the worst the world has ever seen. Young and still gaining control of my mafia, love is never an option for me, that is until one night at a Mafia ball where I spy a woman who has me to my knees. I want more, more, more. She's reckless and cunningly beautiful. Too good for me and yet the only one for me. We fight for survival and for each other because neither one of us will let go. ------------------------- I sat in the back, legs apart and looked at her with my head tilted. She licked her lips and squeezed though the front seats all the while looking at me. I pulled her towards me and she chuckled as she sat on my lap. Her legs were either side of me and her breathing was ragged. I ran my hand down her cheek and pulled her into me. I kissed her lips and soon our tongues whirled around. Hungry and rough. She held her head back and I began to plant rough kisses onto her beautiful neck. "Am I a bad influence?" She breathed. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I stopped kissing her and looked up at her. "Everyone needs a little bad in their lives." I whispered back making her smile. My hands found her waist and I noticed her short dress had ridden up exposing her thighs. She wore it to tease me and I loved it. Fuck, I loved her body. She breathed into my neck and I pulled off her dress in one slick motion. My hands were all over her back, feeling her, touching her. Her soft skin drove me crazy. ------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIA SERIES

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