She. Biggest lawyer in Italy , runs her own law firm , beauty with a brain. Even her breath is filled with elegance , made with beauty. Her every inch is perfect. Men drool at her , people commit crimes just to hire her as their lawyer.
She wanted love. She knew she will be arranged to marry someone in her family as it is a part of "the tradition" but what she didn't know that one day she will be called HIS wife. She considered him as just a dumb nutshell but little did she know that he will be the one called as her husband.
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He. "The" mafia of Italy , powerful , CEO , rich , successful , ruthless , arrogant , respectful and everything a women desires for. Women get mad with just his mere glance.
He wanted power. More power than he already had. He would even slit someone's throat if it came in between. The only way to get that power was marriage. The only ones he respected were his elders and family , he treated others like dust , he knew that he will be married to someone soon to reach the position of the C.E.O in his dad's company. His elders told him to get married to a girl they selected , but he didn't knew that he would get bound to HER forever. She was just a spoiled little brat in his eyes running some law firm , but he did things for her that were out of his rules.
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Lets see how this story of the two opposite people turns out.
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Thats it. ENJOY! π
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.
"Ιͺκ° Κα΄α΄ α΄Κα΄α΄Ι’Κα΄ Ιͺ'α΄ α΄α΄ α΄Κ Κα΄α΄ α΄ Κα΄α΄ α΄α΄ α΄Ι΄ α΄κ°α΄α΄Κ α΄ΚΚ α΄ΚΙͺκ±; Κα΄α΄'Κα΄ α΄Ιͺκ±α΄α΄α΄α΄Ι΄. α΄Κ Κα΄α΄Κα΄ Κα΄Κα΄Ι΄Ι’κ± α΄α΄ α΄Ι΄α΄α΄Κα΄Κ; Ιͺα΄ α΄‘ΙͺΚΚ Ι΄α΄α΄ α΄Κ Κα΄ Κα΄α΄Κ'κ±" -α΄Κα΄κ±κ±Ιͺα΄ Ι’Κα΄α΄α΄
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