Decaying Hearts
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Última publicación jue, ene 19, 2023
"oh, and Alessia, I hope you don't disappoint me, as I won't hesitate to kill you and your friend." He says sharply. I turn around to see that he is still facing the glass balcony.
"I won't," I say before I walk out the door. I am unsure if he heard me because my voice was barely over a whisper. Honestly, I could care less cause I want to get as far away from this man and this place as fast as possibly.
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23 year old Alessia Heaven hasn't been dealt the best hand when it comes to life. Her mom is nonexistent in her life and her father has become a drunk who wants nothing to do with her. The only person she has to rely on is her best friend Caleb Bennett, who is like a brother to her. After her dad loses a game of poker and owns a quarter of a million to a drug lord, Alessia and Caleb find themselves desperately trying to find ways to get money to pay off the debt. What happens when one of her attempts leads them down a path of no return, as she unknowingly signs away her life to the devil himself.
Ezra Haze has grown up in a world of drugs, money and war. The mafia is all he has ever known. He rightfully inherited his father's position as head of the American Mafia after his father passed away when Ezra was 18. After taking over, he wasted no time in establishing an unbreakable empire. He is now known as the most powerful man in the world. Many think he is cruel and merciless because he wants to uphold his reputation but what they don't know is that he is a diagnosed sociopath. He finds pleasure in torturing his prey and watching the life drain from their eyes as he takes their lives. He is the king of the underworld and the prince of death.
In a world of terror and power, is it possible for love to grow, and if so, will their love for each other outway their lust for blood?
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