Isa and the Italian Prince

Isa and the Italian Prince

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Kidnapped from her family at 7 years old, Isabella has since been trained as one of the deadliest assassins known in the underground world of California. 9 years later and she still determined, to find her family. When she meets Mateo Bianchi, the heir to the Italian mafia, she has one goal, complete the mission she was asked to do with him and get out. He has high connections and if she can get in his inner circle maybe she could get some leverage against her master. Besides she would never be stupid enough to let some dumb boy get in the way of the only thing she's ever cared about right?
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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