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Sheriff Costa has been a cop for as long as he can remember and has solved every case that has wandered across his desk. That is until a certain masked killer took everything he knew about solving cases and kicked it to the curb. Alessia had been trained to be an assassin since she was 5, learning everything from hand to hand combat to shooting a gun. So when she noticed the police force taking interest in the murders she had committed around Orvieto, she knew it wouldn't be hard to remain hidden. Until one tiny mistake on her part causes her to be found. Now she has a choice: team up with the idiot cop or become one more member of the county jail.
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❝𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏❞ He is king. King of the Italian mafia and a cold successful business man . He has everything you could ever wish for and more. Money, power and looks. He could have anything he could ever dream.... What more could he possibly need? She is an assassin, trained from a young age to kill without mercy and used by the rich to take care of their enemies. What happens when the king he decides he needs one more thing in his life? Something that money and power couldn't buy? Her What happens when the princess gets made his queen? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Emiliano Vincenzo Giorgio King, 24 years old, mafia leader, CEO and model. Multi-billionaire. I couldn't afford to offend him. His eyes roamed me for a few seconds. Taking in my every curve, causing him to smirk maliciously as soon as our eyes met. "get on your knees, puttana." he demanded, his voice smooth and heavy. This immediately spiked my anger. I was no whore. I glared up at him meeting his eyes as I stood my ground. "Why don't you get on yours, cagna?" = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Started: 11/19 Finished: 04/20

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