Mafia's Prescription
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Dr. Amelia Hart had always kept her life simple-work hard, save lives, stay out of trouble. But all that changed the night she found herself standing over a bleeding mafia heir with a bullet lodged in his side.
Dante "The Demon" wasn't just any criminal; he was the son of one of the most dangerous men in the city, feared by everyone who dared cross his path. And now, thanks to an unfortunate encounter, Amelia was the one responsible for keeping him alive.
"You're not leaving here until you fix me," Dante growled, his voice a mix of pain and arrogance.
Amelia stared at him, her eyes narrowed. She didn't want to help him. Hell, she didn't want to be anywhere near him. He was everything she hated about the underworld-violent, ruthless, and dangerously charming. But she couldn't deny that the job she'd signed up for as a surgeon came with one rule: do no harm. Even if the patient was a criminal.
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.
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