A thousand and one roses

A thousand and one roses

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The story of Mae Mikhaylov, sequel to Cake and the Don. Mae Mikhaylov, sister to Don Pierce, of New York, goes to Atlanta to separate herself after the events of the first book. After graduating college, she's expected to take the role of her father's split mafia. Though that changes when Mae is arranged to Atlanta mafia leader Nkosi of Zoyagra . But what happens if they already loved each other and didn't know it? "Did you fall in love with me during our moments that we had of preparing for the wedding?"His eyes look down at me with a smile as his hands caresses my cheek. "How would I fall for you if I already fell?"He leans closer before stopping."May I kiss you?"He asks me, his voice barely a whisper. "Yes."I tell him and he press his lips against mine. His soft lips caressing mine as I wrap my arms around his neck.
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The strong pull to her. The desire to have something you never thought you would want again. A glance turned into an obsession. And he would stop at nothing to get her. He would do anything he could to keep her. He cared so much for only her Alessio Bucceri was a man who could have anything he ever wanted. Until he wanted that one thing to need him back. Circumstances run in his favor as the woman of his dreams landed into his domain. He would never let her go. A chance glance turned obsession. #1 BWWN! #1 Mafia [4/12/24] *Book excerpt* -- Her cheeks turned red, ever so slightly through her chocolate skin. Her skin looked and felt so smooth. She liked the compliments, the Italian flare. It ropes many women, but the way she looked at me with her big almond eyes had my mind racing and my body in overdrive. She was not immune to my charm, even in her current situation. Her hair was in a slick bun. I was sad not to be able to see the curls adorne her face. And yet she stared at me again, watching me like a dog. Curious gazes. It was fun to tease, and the response I got back over affirmed my teasing. She seemed more relaxed with me. She looked away from me. She stared out the window watching the street ride by. It was silent for a while as I texted my subordinates basic commands. Nothing conspicuous. "Alessio, where are you taking me," her voice piped up. Seems like it took her a while to muster up the courage. I loved her sweet voice when it spoke me me and when she said my name... It was such a turn-on. She wasn't supposed to really ask questions. I don't like lots of questions. I thought about the best way to respond but opted not to say anything at all. She was as stubborn as always, forgetful too. She scanned around me before huffing to herself and looking back out the window. -- Started 06/08/2023- 8/14/2023 Highest Rankings: #7 Arranged [4/26/24] #26 Older #1 Bwwm #13 Man #1 Mafia #1 lovetragedy #6 lovestory #5 Blackwomen

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