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Regression
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Terminé, Publié initialement oct. 17, 2015
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My name is Noah Christopher Lee and this is my story.
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Property Of Vittore Martinelli ✓, écrit par NVMelissa13
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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.
𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋, 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍┃ᵗᵃᵉᵏᵒᵒᵏ, écrit par roovk__
30 chapitres En cours d'écriture
𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋, 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 - 𝙏𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 "𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪" ──★ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. ──★ ❝ "I hate you..." ➛ "But I ruined myself for you." ❞ ❝ "I'll protect you, even if you hate me." ❞ ❝ "You think I ever wanted anyone else?" ❞ ❝ "Keep crying, baby. Every tear makes me love you more." ❞ ❝ "You're the only one who could destroy me like this." ❞ ──★ 𝐓𝐎𝐏 ﹒Taehyung 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐌 ﹒Jungkook (fem-bodied) ──★ 𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐒 Δ 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 Δ 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 Δ 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 + 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 Δ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐉𝐊 (𝐡𝐢𝐦/𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬) Δ 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐬 & 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐛𝐢* 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 Δ 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐬, 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 Δ 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ──★ ✨ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 ✨ This story is fictional.
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Property Of Vittore Martinelli ✓

89 chapitres Terminé

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.