Italian Mafia's Princess
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ARIUS DURANTE
"SPADE" The Ace of all who are born to rule.He is the Devil on earth & depiction of darkness.His raging ocean blue orbs alone can intimidate the toughest,his hard masculine physique is enough to scare the strongest and his voice that just commands everyone's attention.Manipulation and annihilation are his biggest virtues.He is so deep in the swamp of darkness that he has lost the touch to humanity.His dark aura and sharp brain orders everyone to bow down in front of him and that's "THE ITALIAN MAFIA KING" for you.
SITARA RATHORE
She is a boon for her kingdom. The purest soul and celestial beauty with kindness as her biggest trait.One of the most powerful Royal clan's only girl child having 3 knights in shining armor as her protectors.Her cheerfulness had its boundaries limited to the royal palace as she was an introvert for the outside world.Her innocence had to take the back seat as the royal politics demanded maturity.She is the epitome of grace and smiles like the shawl of stars that lit up the dark sky.That's "THE RATHORE PRINCESS" for you.
"Ask."He said to her while staring at her who is wrapping his wounded hand.
"what ?"She looked at him with her eyes reflecting all the innocence this world has.
"Anything you wish to."His intense gaze made her shiver a little.
"won't you answer if I don't ask ?"She surprised him with her words.
"I am IN the Italian Mafia."He answered her unasked question.
"IN the Italian Mafia or THE ITALIAN MAFIA."She stated this time looking straight into his eyes after gathering all of her courage & his breath struck in his chest looking at those pretty eyes of hers.
This made the man look at her with amusement which isn't new in her presence.She always makes him amused or speechless either with her words or with her actions.
"I AM THE ITALIAN MAFIA."His words made a beautiful smile carve on her lips & as always it never fail to quicken his heartbeat creating an illusion of cardiac arrest.
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