There's a Nerd, a Bad Boy, A Jock, And a Queen Bee
In most cases the way the story goes is that the bad boy finds out the nerds deep dark secret, and threatens to use it against her. That is unless the nerd does something for him. Then through the story the bad boy helps the nerd, they fall in love, blah, blah, blah.
Not this time.
This story has all those; Nerd- May Rose, Bad Boy- Sebastian Heart, Jock- Aiden Shore, Queen Bee- Remy Holand. The thing this story has too, is a Mafia, but a good one. The Red Servants- a society protecting mafia.
May, also known as Maid, serves the popular group. By them she gets bullied, mainly by our Queen Bee and Jock. Bullies bully because they have problems that they vent by conflicting pain on others, but what they don't know is that May isn't bothered by it. She has her secrets, but they don't have theirs, she has those too.
When a new kid comes to the school, the bad boy- Sebastian Heart, he dominates the populars. While he's at it, the Maid catches his attention. What he doesn't know is that May knows him, and she is playing him, while he thinks it's the other way around.
Everyone has their secrets, but they don't all stay to them.
Raven Rodriguez has grown up a normal life with the future of the mafia looming over her back.
A new guy moves to her school and seems to make it his mission to torment her. Raven has no clue why, at first she hated it, she hated him, but then she realised that something else was between them. A strong desire for one another.
When Raven discovers Hunters biggest secret, the door is opened into the world of Mafia far sooner than she had planned.
What happens in this exciting, thrilling, sexy world of the mafia as a young women, just trying to survive, just trying to find out who she is.
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Chapter 1:
I turned to go sit down when I caught someone watching from the corner of my eye.
He was staring at me with an expression of pure hatred.
I stared back.
I must admit, even with such a nasty look on his face, he was rather attractive.
His powerful arms were crossed, the unzipped leather jacket tight around the biceps. I could just make out dark tattoos poking out of the white collar of his uniform, brushing against his sharp jawline.
His dark brown hair, do dark it was nearly black, looked as if he had sat in front of the mirror styling it, or perhaps he had just got out of bed.
Still, as I turned to sit, I couldn't help but feel as if those deep, storm blue eyes were still watching me, burning a hole in my back.
I didn't know his name, but the look he gave me made me feel as if he knew everything, and I mean everything about me.
Word count: 90,000
warnings: mature themes and violence