"All I ever wanted was him, it was always him. Until he fucked it all up. Now I can't stand to even look at him."
"I'll admit I felt nothing for her until she left me. Only then did I realize how hallow and lost I was without her."
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Natalia:
Growing up in a mafia family means I've always known my fate was sealed. My father made it crystal clear, I don't get to choose my life. He's already decided who I'm going to marry: Cyrus Pierce, the son of one of the richest men in New York. He's known for being the typical "bad boy biker." Ugh, how cliché is that? And, of course, he just happens to be my worst nightmare. Am I holding onto a grudge from high school? Maybe. But trust me, it's for a good reason.
Cyrus:
I've always known I'd end up marrying Natalia. When my father died and I inherited his fortune, I made sure of it. She may hate me now, but that won't last once we're married. Sure, it might seem harsh, but I didn't spend all those years watching her for nothing, right? I've learned just about everything there is to know about Natalia over the past seven years, since my first day at her high school, and I'll make sure none of it goes to waste.
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As someone that reads to escape reality & get the happy ever after we've all dreamed of, this story will have a HEA!! Just with some waves of emotions. 😉🖤
***-Ang...-he said while he grabbed her hand. -I promise you, I'll never do this again.
-I don't give a fuck anymore Jason. I really don't. If you want your wife to look like a fool then congratulations, you've managed that.
-To look like a fool?! What about the fool you made out of me when you flirted with all of the men that attended the gala tonight?! -he asked furiously.
-You must be joking. This is a fucking joke right? - she said now laughing.
She was irresistible. She loosened her hair from her ponytail and now it was falling down her back and front reaching her perfect breasts.
-Take off your dress. -he then said with dark look on his face.
WHAT, she thought to herself. She looked like she forgot to breathe.
-I'm not taking my clothes off, what the fuck is wrong with you?! -she managed to yell.
-I'm not going to say it again, you do it or help me God I'll do it and it'll not be nice. -he said while looking at her like she's some kind of prey. ****
This is a story about Angie and Jason and their arranged marriage. Story gets even more complex as Jason is a leader of East coast biggest mafia, and Angie is the daughter of West coast gang boss. After a rocky start and many obstacles along the way, the question is, will they manage to save their marriage?
Mature scenes of sex, violance and abuse prevail in the story so readers are warned. The story is not suitable for those younger than 18. Everything that happened in the story is fiction and is not condoned by the author.