ONLY YOU

Lana thought she had it all. Recognition, good grades and popularity. But it's all thrown away because of a harmless sex video she thinks nothing of.

Only that the video isn't harmless.
It's a death sentence.

She gets involved with the Italian mob. She meets her criminal of a father after 12 years and she is thrown in a country she knows nothing of, unknowingly the daughter of a Serbian mob boss.

Gone are the pom-poms and life full of aesthetic and in is the blood, gore and weapons all over the place.

She can't adapt to this life alone. Especially since her father has gone MIA.

She needs a personal guide.

A pillow to vent to.

A babysitter.

Sebastian.

All glorious in his Greek height and skin isn't exactly an ideal vent system.

She pulls closer, he pushes away. She's full of spirit, he wears the same emotion everyday.

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"Where the heck were you?" Sebastian said, arms crossed, expression unreadable.

"You're welcome," I replied, brushing past him.

"For what?"

"For waiting for me. I felt like my outfit wasn't cute enough so I went back to the boutique."

"You had one job-"

"-to look cute? Mission accomplished." I gestured to my outfit with a dramatic twirl.

He exhaled through his nose, muttering something in Greek that definitely didn't sound like a compliment.

"Hey," I said, walking backward in front of him. "If you're going to insult me, at least do it in English."

"You're going to drive me insane."

"Bold of you to assume you're not already there."

He stopped walking, tilting his head slightly. "Do you ever not talk?"

"Only when I'm asleep."

"Then I'll make sure to put you to bed."

"Was that a threat or an attempt at a joke?" I teased.

He simply smirked with something dark and primal in his eyes as he backed away.

"You choose, μωρό."