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𝐎𝐅𝐅-𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒
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Ongoing, First published Sep 20
Mature
2 new parts
Tell me where your love lies....
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She used to be all heart; soft, loyal, and in love with love. But life flipped the script. Now she's cold with it, guarded, and don't let nobody play in her face. She's done giving chances and ready to find peace on her own terms, no matter how lonely that gets.
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He got dreams bigger than the city he came from. He's been through it; the streets, the struggle, the scars and he's still standing. Love ain't never been part of his plan; it's a distraction he can't afford when his past still lurks in the dark waiting to drag him back under.
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When the two cross paths, it's oil and fire; nothing but tension, heat, and words that cut deep. But the more they clash, the harder it gets to stay away. Two broken souls trying not to fall for each other in a world where love might just be the most dangerous thing of all.

𝐀/𝐍- 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥😭
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Property Of Vittore Martinelli ✓

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When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.