Lethal
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"𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑻 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫 𝑨𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑵𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝑨 𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑶𝑼𝑪𝑯 𝑯𝑬𝑹." ~~ 𝑵𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝑽𝒐𝒍𝒌𝒐𝒗 A struggling, 23 year old woman fighting to leave her past behind. But then she meets Ezra Russo, a man that will ruin her life 𝑜𝑟 fix it. 𝑬𝒛𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒐 A confident, 27 year old man who's the Don of the Italian mafia. The whole world lies at his feet but the only thing he seems to be chasing after is Nikita Volkov.
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"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

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