I'm a Secret Criminal

I'm a Secret Criminal

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"Hey, have you heard of Dark Shadow" he asked me while staring intently into my eyes. After those words left his lips, I suddenly tense and I feel sweat trickling down my neck. As I start to think the worst possible ways he could of found out or who told him. While I was dazed in my own thoughts, it cuts short by someone shaking me softly. And as soon as I lift up my head to meet his eyes I feel the a strong urge to puke until I had no remains in my body left. "I-I......uhh..uh......auhu....POTATOES!!!" as soon as those words slip of my tongue I mentally slap my self and left stunned at what I just said. Potatoes!....seriously way to look casual. After scolding my self I lift my head to meet more than 28 pairs of eyes staring at me. I start feeling my cheeks rising with heat in embarrassment and I see a few people smirking at me including Liam. ........................................................................ I'm Vanessa Elizabetth Styles, Daughter of one of the richest billionaires in the world. My Father Owns Styles which is the most popular and amazing hotels around the world, Has his own real estate company and CEO of a well known commercial. My mother is a Famous Fashion Designer and has her own modelling agency, She has her own clothing and beauty stores called Styles(of course) around the world. I have 5 overprotective badass brothers and 3 sisters who are born a year or two older and younger. Me and my siblings are models. We all have our unique talents like sports and arts( singing, dancing and more). Like you've guessed Me and Siblings are hella popular not around school but the world. We are popular around school and people think we are heavenly like why wouldn't they, amazing grads, gorgeous, famous and rich. But they really haven't met the real Styles family yet. Me and my family are secret assassins and We are the head of the most deadliest and most dangerous gang of all time "Mara Salvatrucha" the international criminals of the world.
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His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

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