When in Italy

When in Italy

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Just like so many people, my journey starts with a boy. Sometimes us girls act like we've never seen a boy before. It's like they're this alien life form. And maybe that's true. I myself don't have very much experience with boys, but come on. It can't be too hard, they're dumb. But girls always go after the exotic, muscular, sparkly eyed, smooth talking, sexy grinning guys right? It isn't really our fault though. Guys like that are just hard to look away from. But in my case, everything actually starts with a group of guys. Tall, dark haired, extra sexy guys. Exciting right? Hell no. It would be nice except for that these particular dream boats are criminals. Not your average high school douche bags who steal beer to impress some slut at a house party. More like Italian douche bags who take hostages and get a little too handsy with females like it's 1999. My job, is to stop said douche bags. It might be a little easier if I didn't want to kill my own partner (who can be a douche bag if he feels like it) at the same time. All my training has led up to this one moment. Get in, get out, get the hostages out, and put the douche bags in jail. All while trying not to get killed in the process. Easier said than done. Who's ever liked being in the family business anyway? ____________________________________________________ I'm Alex and this is the story of how I almost died. Multiple times.
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**** Mature content**** "You wanna know why I'm angry?" He said in between the kisses. "Because of you" He said as he continued and my body tensed and shivered. "Every time I think I have control over myself and decide to leave this place... to leave ... you. I stop and walk back like a puppy" He said turning me around now. "Every time I meet someone, I compare them to you. Every fucking time I remind myself that you're an enemy, I want you even more" he said and I knew that this was one of the hardest thing for him to do. He and neither I like to talk about how we are feeling or face reality. Yet he still did it. "What the fuck are you doing to me Mia Bella?" He whispered with his forehead on mine and our lips inches apart. "Kiss me" I replied • • • Mafia, drugs, weapons, and all the dangerous and abnormal you can think of is what Alexandra Salvatore has to deal with on daily basis. But will that stop her from having the most rare yet desired & powerful thing in this world? Will it stop her from finding love? An action/romance story based on imaginations and imaginations only, don't try any of this shit cause you'll die. No but seriously don't go around throwing knifes, shooting people and drinking JackDaniels every day. ------------------ Please note that this story has: • Strong language • Violence • Mature themes If for some reason it bothers you, just click away. It's simple, I promise. For the rest of you lovely people HELLO AND WELCOME FEEL FREE TO BRING PIZZA. Oh yeah for you grammar freaks I'm from Sweden so there might probably will be some grammar/spelling mistakes. Just feel free to correct me if you're that kind or JUST IGNORE IT. Nothing will happen to you if you do.. I promise. The story is complete! RANKINGS #1 in love (2018-07-02) #1 in crimefiction (2018-07-02) #1 in romance (2018-07-02) #1 in guns (2019-06-23) #1 in weapons (2019-06-16)

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