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Finding Leo

Finding Leo

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Nov 13, 20245h 37m
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LGBTQIA+
Romance
Mafia
Opposites Attract
Book 6 of the Diaz series Just a pawn? Being used? Or is it a love story? Leo Giovanni, 26, has never had an easy life, he was kicked out at the age of fifteen by his parents when he came out to them, meeting Alastair, who took him in to work for him, dealing for Alastair since the age of seventeen, when one specific deal changes his entire life. Lucas Allen, 36, he grew up in Europe, grew up in what he thought was a loving family, when in reality it wasn't. He had to get away when it happened, he couldn't bear to live with his parents after what they did, so he left, and started working in the mafia, the enemy. He had to do something. He had no choice. He had to use Leo. Contains: Mature scenes Abuse Usage of substances Gore Kidnapping Homophobia Rankings: #499 Sadstory #15 Sad past #438 broken #87 heartbroken #170 sadstory
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"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

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