Will The Original Hitman Actor Return For The Sequel?

(Fiorella Santelli) I was the wife of the Devil, the Italian Mafia boss Lorenzo Razzo, his betrayal, and constant infidelities made me run away from his side, carrying with me a great secret something that will unite us forever, but in my attempt to be free again, I fell into the hands of a man who conquered me, I joined my life to his hopes for a wonderful future together, which never came. Darian MacGregor of the Irish Mafia became a possessive husband, the shadow of my every move, his desire for me knew no bounds and has no limits, my life became a hell from which I would never escape. Until Lorenzo found me, his obsession to get me back would start a great war between these two powerful men, they will stop at nothing to get what they want, but I am just an object of their desire. The innocent young woman that Lorenzo once knew no longer exists, in a few weeks I became his wife and now he is my lover.

Getting pregnant was supposed to be the most beautiful thing to happen to a woman. Vivian Colbert just got the good news and wanted to gingerly share it with her husband, only to meet him in bed with another woman. As if that wasn't enough pain, she was injected with cocaine by the side chick. Two years later, Vivian is the best skilled assassin and got a mission to murder the well known billionaire-her ex husband.

Warning: This book contains sexual contents that are not suitable for those under 18🔞🔞. Please proceed with caution. He was supposed to be a one-night stand. Now I’m holding a gun to his head and I still want to kiss him. I’m a hitman. Flirty, unhinged, and hired to kill the cold, powerful mafia boss I’ve been obsessed with for months. But the moment I see him again, shirtless and smug, everything falls apart. Instead of pulling the trigger, I give him a warning. Now we’re hunting down the person who ordered the hit while trying to keep our hands off each other. He’s dangerous. I’m worse. And between the bullets, betrayals, and bedroom threats… I still don’t know if I want to kiss him or kill him.

"Emine, that filthy child isn't mine. It should be aborted. Tell the doctor not to use anesthesia, let her feel the pain, when it's done, send her to the cemetery to accompany my love." Aiden commanded with a chilly voice. Emine was an poor girl who lived with her father and step family . She had a sister who suddenly went missing on her wedding day. Clark's family couldn't bear any humiliation and so she was replaced. After the wedding, her sister appeared and accused her of kidnapping her. She claimed Emine kidnapped so she could get married to Aiden Clark, the most handsome powerful man in the country. One day, her sister invited her to meet her at the bridge, Emine went to meet her and as they were still talking she suddenly jumped into the water. Aiden who just got there witnessed this scene and accused Emine of pushing her sister in the water. Aiden ordered Emine to abort the child and she begged him but he didn't listen. She was taken to the hospital and the doctor asked for her husband The doctor told Aiden, it was not advisable for the child to be aborted because she might die in the process. Aiden became angry and strangled the doctor. He said he didn't care about her miserable life. Emine's swore to avenge her child the pain she had gone through. She was saved by a mysterious man who trained her to be an assassin. After her return, she sent a package to Aiden and inside the package, a couple of words were boldly written on a plain sheet which says ," THE GAME HAS JUST BEGUN.

Elena Richardson is thrown into the harsh criminal world and she is unprepared, not for the target that is on her back, nor the budding romance between her and her captor. Would she survive the target on her life? How long would she able to resist the irresistible hitman, Orlando?

After my mother died, my father, a Mafia Capo, turned our family home into my personal hell. So I put on my sexiest, deep-V red dress. I crashed the private casino of the Don of all Dons. I faked an assassination. That night, the Don’s enforcers painted the casino red. I was the “assassin” who started it all. And I walked away from the wreckage without a scratch. I left a black rose by my bastard father’s corpse. “Enjoy hell, Dad.” Later, I changed my name and started a new life. But my fiancé, a powerful politician, was screwing another woman on his yacht. He even tried to steal my inheritance. So I paid the cold Don another visit. This time, I made sure my ex-fiancé's money laundering network was nothing but ash by morning. And once again, I slipped away unharmed under the Don’s predatory gaze. Finally, I returned to the underground assassin organization that raised me. Only to be framed as a traitor by the top brass. I was strapping a dagger to my thigh. Ready to use the Don's power a third time. Before I could even step outside, the Don’s private army blew my organization’s base to kingdom come. That night, the powerful, dangerous man pinned me to a wall. His calloused fingers traced my lips. “Next time you want someone to disappear from New York,” he growled, “just say their name in my bed. Stop staging fake assassinations on me.”