"Hm. Is he a friend of yours?"
"Yes."
Costa nodded, reaching his hand up to move a stray piece of hair from my face. "If you ever let another man touch you again, there will be consequences. Do you understand?"
He spoke so softly yet so ominously. His eyes held nothing but anger and promise, even if his movements were so gentle. The intensity between us was electric. His green eyes refused to break away from my brown ones.
"I asked you a question, Millie."
"Screw you. You don't have the right to stop me from hugging a friend."
~ ~ ~
They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together.
Millicent Rhea Darmos - Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married.
Costantino Salvatore Accardi - Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down - he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider?
Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows?
~ ~ ~
"I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious.
"Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?"
"Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips.
"I only care about yours."
Completed - 16th November 2024
Emalia
Our friendship had only lasted a month, then he was gone.
I accepted it and moved on with my life having greater things to worry about.
Suddenly after one year he comes back proposing, literally, a ridiculous offer that I can't refuse.
Alaric
A year ago I had to leave her.
It's been 365 days and everyday I've lived it with the purpose of making my world safe enough for her.
Enemies are still out there but I have full intention of using every resource and power available to protect her so now I've come to collect her.
With a marriage contract in hand and 365 million dollars to convince her, I make her on offer she can't refuse.
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Alaric's POV
"Make sure you stay inside the lines." She orders me well flipping to the next page of her magazine. I look up, ready to glare at her, only to find she's happily humming, her eyes skimming the page. Unable to control myself, I see my body moving to do what she's asked.
"What color did you say you want?" I ask, looking at the shit ton of nail polishes. She draws her eyes away from the magazine to meet mine. I find that I love the feel of her eyes on me; find myself doing what she wants simply to make her happy.
She looks at the colors and I look at her. She brings the pink one "What do you think?" I nod in agreement taking it from her, lingering my fingers on her's for longer then needed. I sit on the coffee table, opposite of her, bringing her foot to my lap.