The Mafia Man Saved Me

The Mafia Man Saved Me

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Dixie Jane D'Amelio is the most sweetest girl or person you could ever meet. She is fifteen years old. Unfortunately she couldn't experience a normal childhood or teenage life because her parents abused her all of her life. They kept her in their house because if they left her on the streets, she could've easily told someone about them. They had decided that enough was enough and that they wanted her out of the house and married to someone which gave them money. Noah Timothy Beck on the other hand was a Mafia Boss. He was also fifteen turning sixteen in a couple of days and that was why his parents wanted him married too. What will happen when these two both totally opposite people meet each other?
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When my family owes The Don of The Italian Mafia money that they don't have; how do they repay him? The answer, an arranged marriage. With whom? The youngest daughter, of course. Who is the youngest? Me. Isabella Morello. My life wasn't always rainbows and a field of flowers on a sunny day. But, I thought I meant more to my family than this. Who do I have to marry? The net heir of the Italian Mafia. I thought I would find love on my own. I thought I would marry the love of my life. I thought a lot of things by my life isn't a book and this isn't a fairytale. I have to abide by my parents' arrangement; even if it means I lose my heart to the Devil himself. He's arrogant, cruel, heartless, but under his cold exterior there has to be a soul inside, right? Will I have my hert intact or will his coldness shatter it in the process? Will this be a tattered love or a love that could last? Will he ever love me, that's the real question. "ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪꜱ; ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ. ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ; ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ" -ᴀʟᴇꜱꜱɪᴏ ɢʀᴇᴄᴏ "𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍." -𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘

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