The Lombardi family is the most notorious group in the crime world. They rule both the American and Italian mafias and have many others bowing at their feet. Lombardis show no mercy to anyone who gets in their way.
Alina is just shy of 4 years old, but her short life has been a living nightmare, full of pain and suffering.
She is the unwanted daughter of the Russian Bratva, the Ivanovs. Alina was sent to the States shortly after birth to be "raised" by her older brothers. But she's nothing more than a burden to them, right?
Though seemingly impossible, one day, Alina escapes and unknowingly falls right into the hands of her enemy, the Lombardi family.
Little did they know who exactly had just changed their lives forever. For the better? Or for the worse...
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"Brothers," I point to the boys.
"Mommy," I grab her hand.
"Daddy," I reach for his, but I'm lifted off the ground instead and pulled into his warm embrace.
"And our little Allie."
This is my family.
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[WARNING]
Contains - mature content, bad language, abuse, and other violent behaviors
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Recommended 15+
Eleanor De Costa. The Princess of the Italian Mafia kept far away from her empire for a decade, being thrown on a boarding school for the rich and elite since she was just an 8 year old little sweetheart. Separated from her older brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts, and grandparents with no contact.
Now that she has graduated as valedictorian, she's ready to go back home.
However as she steps back into her childhood walls, greets the faces of whom abandoned her at such a young age, Eleanor can't help but feel angry. Revenger starts becoming a craving as needed as air. But as she strives to hunt and harm, ignoring the battle wounds reopening, she starts to ask questions, questions that challenge the morals she built her mental wall around.
When do the consequences outweigh the prizes? When does the heart finally speak against the mind?
When is it enough?
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"The hollow hole in your soul that just for some reason keeps on growing. The loneliness slowly overcoming you. Slow enough for lack of realization yet sure enough to surely over rule you're senses one day. The kind that only family would ever dare leave in their absence."
"I have my friends to fill that hole."
"You can't heal a bullet wound with a bandage."