Emily, 25, is a content creator living her dream life-independent, ambitious, and fiercely creative. But when she meets Ethan, 27, charming and successful in finance, she thinks she's found someone she can trust. That is, until she discovers he's been hiding a life she could never accept: two children.
Betrayed and heartbroken, Emily walks away, determined to reclaim her peace. Ethan refuses to let her go, harassing her for months with manipulative claims and false promises. But Emily stands her ground, proving that strength and self-respect are non-negotiable.
As Emily rebuilds her life, she meets Derek, a kind, supportive man who helps her discover love and trust again. Over the next three years, she rises as a famous content creator, fully embracing her freedom and happiness-while Ethan faces the consequences of his actions and fades from her life forever.
A story of betrayal, empowerment, and love that reminds us: the truth may hurt-but it also sets you free.
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.
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"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.
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WARNING!
Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.