Luca is a 28 year old mafia don, who is trying to better himself mentally with everything he's been through, he just wants to feel free.
Kiana is a 24 year old therapist dealing with her own emotions and shit, she just wanted an escape.
They meet and attempt to help each other, no romantic feelings but life makes everything harder and they can't stay away from each other.
** There is a lot of mature content in this book and I will not be putting warnings before as it will be long: this includes, sex (between more than one partner), drug abuse, sexual assault and harassment, mental illness and others. Please do not read if you feel as though you will be triggered**
He stalked his way towards her. No words were uttered. Pure lust evident in their eyes. He backed her into a corner, she was looking everywhere but him, she couldn't, she shouldn't. His hand toyed with the hem of her dress. He hesitated. His mind was racing with thoughts of how he shouldn't, he couldn't. Her heartbeat picked up, her breaths quickened, her body needed him. He saw the affect he had on her. Pulling up her dress, he saw she had no panties on. Enraged he wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her, making her look into his eyes. His other hand slid into her folds, she was soaking wet, just for him. She whimpered in response. She couldn't get enough. Her hips rocked back and forth along with his fingers. He added another. Yet to kiss her, he pushed the thought out of his head. Her body began to rock faster, causing moans to fall from her mouth. He bent down to her ear and whispered,
"Perché non possiamo semplicemente stare lontani gli uni dagli altri belli?". (Why can't we just stay away from each other beautiful?).
~>"I like to believe my thorns were once flowers."<~
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Arabella Karve has learned to keep everyone away. To lock them out, and make them believe that she is the heartless daughter of the worst man alive. No one has ever taught her what it is like to be loved. This is until she meets Eros Vandare.
A deadly assassin from Italy is hired to protect the heir to the throne of the mafia. He is a monster, and everyone knows it. He is incapable of love. Until he meets Arabella Karve, the girl he was hired to protect, and he realizes what it means to be alive. What it means to love.
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"You don't have to come up here every night if you don't want to." I mumble, my eyes fluttering shut. I never want to force him to come lay with me if he doesn't want to, if it makes him uncomfortable.
His arms tighten around me.
"I know I don't have to." His chest rumbles against me, the feeling vibrating within every bone in my body, "and I probably shouldn't."
Disappointment floods my senses and I take a shallow breath, "probably not."
"But I am."
"Why?" I whisper softly. I tilt my head to look up at him, my eyes meeting his. He gently brushes a a piece of hair out of my face.
"Because I'm fucking selfish and I need you, regardless of what I should or shouldn't do."
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**in the process of being edited<3**