The Goddess Herself

Amara Romano, the spoilt sister of the Italian Mafia. She was a goddess by name, and by birthright; men surrounded themselves her to enjoy the pleasure of her company... sometimes a little more. She lived the life of the party, no obligation or responsibility having driven her to new measures of recklessness. Amara was the official definition of wild.

Alexei Ivanov, the rich and infamous leader of the Russian Mafia. He was the heir to a name he could never live up to from the day he was born; his days were filled with drugs, alcohol, pleasure, and women.... even from a young age. He lived for schedule, and organization and nothing less. Alexei hated the disorganization of people his age, he lacked commitment yet knew discipline in every sense of the word. The wit of a genius, the looks of god, and the personality of a charming politician, he could have anything in the world...

Except one thing...

Her.

Amara Romano.

She was forbidden.

Off-limits.

Completely fucking illicit.

Despite the fact she had nothing that he looked for in a partner, he wanted her, uncontrollably.
Despite the fact he had nothing that usually enticed her, she wanted him and everything he was going to give to her and more.

No one had ever told her no.

She got what she wanted, and she got it then and there.

Until him that is.

The girl meets the boy, who has rules and discipline, she had never been governed, and she'd be damned to let it be by him.

The boy meets the girl, who is wild, and uncontrollable, he had never been tied down or committed, and he'd be damned to let it be by her.

Nothing is forbidden if you fight hard enough for it.

Nobody is untouchable if you want them enough.