LOGINIn the shadowy corners of New York City, where danger lurks at every turn, Lena Hart is a 21-year-old psychology student struggling to finish her degree while making ends meet. Fascinated by the complexities of the human mind, Lena aims to understand the dark motivations that drives people to do the things they do. Little does she know, her curiosity will soon lead her into a world darker than she ever imagined. Vincenzo Maranzano, is the powerful and enigmatic kingpin of the city’s criminal underworld. With deep black eyes and a charm that masks his ruthlessness, he commands respect and fear in equal measure. His obsession with control fuels his empire, but it also isolates him—until the night he catches sight of Lena at a club. Drawn to her fiery red hair and spirited nature, he watches her from afar. What begins as a chance encounter soon turns into a passionate and dangerous relationship. As Lena and Vincenzo grow closer, she is captivated by his dangerous allure but equally aware of the risks. The deeper she falls, the more she realizes that Vincenzo embodies the very darkness she seeks to understand—and fears. Caught between her love for Vincenzo and the perilous world he inhabits, Lena must confront her deepest fears and desires.
View MoreSomewhere in an undisclosed location, an older looking man dressed in a dirty looking Italian suit sits in the darkness, the only source of light came from a dim light bulb that flickered on and off every so often, Casting odd shadows on the man.His brown hair was slicked back in a classic Italian mob boss fashion. A lit cigarette hung between his ringed finger and lips as he took a slow deliberate drag of it. Like nothing in the world really mattered right now. He was alone here.Just him and the new found information he just acquired. Pieces of papers with odd scribbling were scattered before him, and with it, pictures of multiple people. A small family of four. Two boys, a girl, and an older woman. Each of them had names written above their heads.The woman was Deborah Rosa Hart, she had a small smile on her face, soft wrinkles craved her cheeks as she smiled. She had on a long floral dress that accentuated her lean figure despite her age. And her shor
CHAPTER 111Next was my mother. I couldn’t thank Vincenzo enough for what he’d done for my family. For my mother. Because of him, she’s able to be present for the most important day of my life. And boy did she embarrass me. Tales from when I was much younger, and stubborn.“Mommy…” I hide my face behind my hand when she told them about the time I tried to jump over our neighbor's fence but got caught by my underwear. Vincenzo leaned in to me.“I see you’ve always been a trouble maker.” he teased.“It was a phase. I’m much calmer now.” I huffed.“You are?” his tone was of mock shock, and I shot him a playful glare.“Above all else. I’m glad my baby’s found someone worthy of her fire,” my mother says, and the crowd cheered and laughed. At least she was right about that.There was a lot of dancing after that emotional segment of the reception with everyone sharing their own words of encouragement to us.Old and young took to the dance floor, guided by
110“So did you guys finally decide on a name for your kid yet?” Jasmine asked, her cheeks rosy from the alcohol. She and Luke were wearing matching red accents, it was cute.I looked back at Vincenzo who was off speaking with some rather important looking men. The only one I could recognize was Kalvin Derrida. Glad Vincenzo didn’t kill him.When he caught me staring, his raised his glass in a small congratulatory toast, and I smiled before tuning back to Jasmine and Luke.“We’re still scoring the list.” I say with a smile.“Well, don’t take too long. Before you know it, the nine months will be up and you’d be stuck with a name like Bellamy…” she joked. Luke gave her a mock offence look.“I happen to like the name, thank you very much.” he puffed his chest proudly. “More over, I think Jasmine Anita Bellamy has a nice ring to it. Don’t you think so, Len?” his hand snaked around her waist as he tugged her closer, stilling a kiss, and I witnessed with my own eyes how my best friend becam
CHAPTER 109The grand cathedral stood tall, bathed in the soft golden glow of the late afternoon sun. White and red roses lined the aisle. Petals scattered like snow on the crimson carpet that stretched from the open doors to the altar.Red.What was once a symbol of power, seduction, and danger, now a symbol our love, passion and strength. It encapsulates everything we’ve been through so far. A reminder of how it all started. For the fire that brought Vincenzo and I together.Outside, there was a fleet of cars, bodyguard lining the perimeter with practiced vigilance. Dante had insisted on extra security on this special day. The king of New York's underworld was getting married today, so yeah, It was a pretty big deal.I wanted something simple of course, but you know Vincenzo, he wanted something grand. To let everyone know that he was getting married to the love of his life.His words, not mine.And thanks to Lorenzo’s hard work, the Karnak brothers had
Chapter 106LORENZO’S POVThe Sterile scent of the hospital burned my nostrils as I sat outside of Vincenzo’s room alone. The doctors had patched me up already and since I wasn’t as badly injured as he was with only a few bruises on my face, a split lip, a few broken ribs and a broken arm
CHAPTER 105The sand was cool beneath my bare feet and the sun warm on my skin. I had on a really cute sundress that frayed in the wind. The tide brushed up against my feet and I giggled.“It’s really nice out today, isn’t it?” I turned to vincenzo who was standing by my side, looking as handsome a
CHAPTER 104 Everyone was excited to hear the news, especially my mum and Isabel who was more than happy to be an aunt. We decided it was best to have the wedding before the pregnancy starts showing. The sunlight spilled lazily through the tall windows, warming the el
A couple more weeks pass by and it’s safe to say I’ve earned my place at the firm. Impressing everyone with my very unique set of skills. But, even among the celebration, I couldn’t shake off this sickness, and it seemed as though I was getting worst by the day. I assumed it
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