Lola Holmes a 19 year old with the purest heart ever known. She had a smiled on her face 24/7 and was innocent. She had always wanted to be a chef, express herself, and show her gratitude through sweet and savory delicious meals.
Mason Woods, a self-made CEO at his very own company, as well as being the second in command Mafia leader. He was a respected 27-year-old billionaire. Mason was known to not give a split second of his attention to anything or anyone. Never. He was feared and envied. Will he accept Felix Holmes's offer, to become the new German mafia Don, in exchange, marrying his daughter?
Today was the day. Two complete strangers, total opposites, were getting married.
Is this fate?
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*Mason smiled faintly as he got in bed with her. He gently caressed her cheek with his thumb, looking down at her and smiling affectionately. He leaned down to her, and gently placed a kiss on the top of her head, mumbling against her skin.
"Only you, baby. Always. Only you..."
~MATURE CONTENT WARNING~
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One plan. One mission.
There was no room for mistakes, and the slightest error could only mean death.
But she was ready.
It was simple.
Get in, (brutally) murder one man and get out, expeditiously. Lola Summers knew exactly what she had to do. It was a task she spent the better quarter of her life preparing for. It was her life's goal. And she would stop at nothing to achieve that goal... even if it involved taking a calulated risk in the heat of the moment.
Initially...Lola knew that taking risks, even if it helped her goal, was self sabotage. Overlooking those risks would be disastrous, and being unprepared for anything was suicide. In the heat of that moment, Lola hadn't for once considered any outside intrusion. She hadn't fully prepared for being seen, and most importantly, she wasn't prepared for being caught.
More specifically... being caught by a man who had hesitated to kill her on the spot for what she'd done. A very strange man who made her shiver at the slightest touch and could disarm her with one penetrative gaze. A very peculiar man who wasn't very interested in letting her go either.