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The Virgin Shadow

The Virgin Shadow

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TRIGGER WARNINGS: This book is dark. When I say dark, I mean black hole dark. Murder, torture, BDSM clubs, more murder and torture, car chases, scary mafia dudes in suits, unhinged double and triple crosses, etc. If you are sensitive to blood and gore, women being tortured, guns, and really bad Italian translations (my Duolingo lessons have only taught me how to say "il negozio italiano" so I've had to use google translate), then do NOT read this book. The Virgin Shadow I hunt in the shadows. I have no allegiances, no ties to anyone other than myself. I am the new boogeyman. Mafia men shake and tremble at my name. I was taught by the best, after all. After a tragedy left me orphaned, my grandparents took me in. One thing Nonno taught me was to be a snake in the world of predators. Hide in plain sight, and strike with speed. Are you next? Tessa Aside from my regular job, a friend asked me to fill her position at a law firm in Miami. Her boss is a pig, but what would you expect from a man who works with the Falca Family? What was supposed to be only a short time, turned my life upside down. Because I met the Underboss himself. I tried like hell to stay under his radar, but the prick keeps turning up. I'm just trying to escape with my life. And pray like hell my heart stays intact when I do. Alessio A vixen, that's what she is. A siren. A mythical creature sent to tempt and lure men to their deaths by her beauty and wit. Tessa has driven me mad with her smart mouth, her beauty, and her domineering attitude. I was ordered by my father, Old Tom, to wed another. A princess from another Family, but Tessa has my full attention. How can I stay true to my feelings but still honor the legacy I set to inherit? Will Tessa be strong enough to withstand my life, and my love?
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She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.

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