LOGINAntonio 'Tony' Santa De Leones. The CIA's black sheep. Foul mouthed. Rude. Known for his penchant for pretty little things. A weakness, they said. But Tony beg to differ. Suspended and very bitter. He flies to Italy. Spends one night drowning his regrets in the arms of a beautiful stranger. A man. A mistake? No. Not a mistake. Then, Tony's past comes knocking. His real past. The CIA found out, that he came from a long line of Mafia royalty. Also a black sheep to that family. The CIA wants him to go undercover in the very mafia he was born into—the family that disowned him. The legacy he buried. And their bait? Reinstate his rank. Reclaim his pride. And what will he get in turn? A chance to burn his bloodline from the inside. But nothing could prepare him for what he finds out. The mysterious one night stand? His name was Angel. The prized possession of a rival mafia leader. And the key to everything. Tony should just act. Use Angel how he see fit. Then discard him. But he's already addicted. Obsessed. And in the criminal underworld where loyalty is a lie and love is a weakness? Obsession can be deadly.
View MoreOne Week Later..Tony was grumpy.It was his first official day as the Don of the Santa De Leones.The office?It was one of their family’s legal front businesses—design and furniture.One of many.Tony barked orders, grudgingly signed documents, and spent most of his time scowling.His eyes never left the clock.The moment eleven am hit, he bolted like a tornado, ignoring his employees.Today was Angel’s flight to America.The last full week passed by like a blur.After leaving Rome, they spent two days travelling back to Lake Como, three days resting, dating, and making love.And the last two days of the week?Angel spent it with his useless parents in Florence.Tony was still mad about that.He only got to be with Angel for five full days.Tony gritted his teeth at the thought.Angel’s parents wept.Asked for forgiveness.Claimed they realized their mistake even before Angel was taken by the Luchese family.Before the chaos at Hotel Valgrande.‘Took them long enough.’They said the
Grab.Click.Bang!The gunshot echoed through the suite like thunder in a canyon.Beth’s eyes flared—wide and wet with disbelief and unshed tears.A bullet punched into her chest.“Urk—!”She choked—turning pale—a gurgling sound escaping her lips as blood pooled on her mouth.The scent of blood filled the air.Metallic.Disgusting.Then her limbs went slack.Tony stared at her chest—smoke curling from the bullet hole that he made.It was clear in the morning light.His breathing was ragged.Sweat clung to his skin.Then—Blood dripped. The sound felt so loud.It soaked him—almost.He pushed Beth’s body aside without mercy.She hit the floor like a puppet cut from its strings.Beth lay on her side, her final role.Her blood kept flowing, turning the sapphire colored carpet into dark red beneath her.She wasn't moving.No.Not anymore.And just like that—it was over.‘Fucking finally.’Tony didn’t feel any triumph as he continued to lie there, his back on the floor.Not grief either.I
“Well, hello there, Santa De Leones,” she grinned like a grim reaper—dressed in all black.A bone chilling sight.Especially since Tony couldn’t find Angel inside the suite.His heart sank.His eyes twitched.Fingers were itching to take the gun from his waistband behind him.“Long time no see,” he said, flat and dangerous, eyes scanning the surroundings.‘She’s alone.’Tony concluded.The plum curtain was still half drawn like last night.‘No chance of sniper.’But he didn’t stop analyzing everything.The woman’s smile only got wider at his answer, aware of what Tony was thinking.She loved prey that used half of their brain.She was theatrically like her father—both loved seeing people squirm.Then Tony murmured her name like a curse.“Beth.”She was about to reply when suddenly—The suite door clicked open quietly.Scent of coffee filled the air.Angel strolled in wearing Tony’s big black shirt over his own faded blue jeans and white rubber shoes.Headphones—the one they bought in o
Tony didn't realize he was trembling until Angel pulled back from the kiss.He stared at the beautiful creature in front of him with wonder as he sat there—legs parted to accommodate Angel between them—on the carpeted floor.His hands still rested on Angel’s waist.Tony’s heart felt full—like it would burst any minute.Angel’s lips lingered close to him—still kneeling, fingers were locked behind Tony’s neck.Wet.Parted.His warm breath fanning over Tony’s face.Their eyes met.Forgetting everything—their worries, their fight.The danger that was gaining on them.All Tony saw was the emotion within Angel’s eyes.‘He loves me,’ he wanted to scream and cry with joy.And for the first time ever since they’d run away—since the gun, the tears, the confession—Tony’s heart didn’t race with panic.It beat calmly.Steady.Grounded.Alive.He was still broken, yes.Still bleeding inside.The beast and the darkness were still there.But Angel’s admittance of love had tamed it.They stared at eac
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