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Or will loving Damian Vercetti cost her the last piece of herself she has left? *************** AUTHOR'S NOTE Hey, reader. Let’s get one thing straight this is not your sweet, safe mafia romance. This story is dark. Twisted. Obsessive. There are moments that will make you pause, ache, maybe even rage. Damian Vercetti is not your redemption arc. He’s power without apology. Possession without permission. And Isabella? She’s not the damsel she’s the storm trying to survive the fire. If you’re here for roses and candlelight, this isn’t your book.

__________________ **PROLOGUE** "You don't escape me, Crimson. Not in this life. Not in the next. You were mine the moment you breathed your first, and I'll carve my name into your soul until you remember it." CRIMSON 'Il Velo di MINE' [The Veil of Mine] Book 1 from 'MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE' series ________________________ **AUTHOR NOTES** Meet the 'Mafia Second Chance Romance MINE series' Family member's books:- Book 1: CRIMSON 'Il Velo di MINE' [The Veil of Mine] story of Azrael Sartori

SHE WAS MARRIED TO A MAFIA AND IT WAS A LOVE STORY. THE END _____________________________________________________________ Note: Hello, welcome back to this story. I hope you all are doing well. This is the next and the last chapter of the story I will be uploading more stories go through them and for more updates follow me I will see you in next story till then take care see ya Bye Bye

He hasn’t opened his mouth to say a word since what happened earlier, and despite the family members talking, I barely heard anything of what they said. I sat on the couch in the living room, laying my head on the armrest before I felt the chair dip beside me “Eliana, what you’re doing to yourself isn’t going to help you” Kiara’s voice was gentle as she spoke, and placing her hand on my knee, she squeezed it gently. Anastasia sat on the coffee table in front of me, both women knowing how it felt being married to mafia Pakhans, I couldn’t expect anyone to understand what I went through if they didn’t.

"Yeah, the name sounds familiar. If I had to guess, he's probably the head of a big gangster in Brooklyn." Bella closed her mouth. Her guess was the same. His appearance was not far from the gangsters in movies. Neat, arrogant, and cold. "What if you're being targeted to be kidnapped and sold into the human trafficking market?" Darrell teased. "Hey, why are you scaring me?" Bella pouted. Darrell burst out laughing. "I'm just kidding. Or maybe he's fallen in love with you. Ah, so romantic. An innocent girl chased by a ruthless and cold mafia boss." Bella sneered. Until now, she couldn't conclude Marco Vilante's intentions.

“I also know that you put your thumb inside your fist when you’re angry or anxious, which you are most of the time.” “You’re too unpredictable.” “I’m unpredictable?” She bobbed her head. “You smile a lot, unlike other Mafiosos, which I think is a mask for your darker side.” I let out a sardonic laugh and said, “Always works doesn’t it? Humour is a deadlier medicine than violence.” She tilted her head, giving me access to the crook of her neck. I kissed the rim of her jaw and asked, “Do you know my most favourite habit of yours?” She didn’t answer. “You chew on the arrow of your upper lip when you’re immersed in writing. Makes you look fucking sexy. Makes me want to bite your lips.”

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy

He grinned hard. "To be in the bed of all the Mafia's in the world." She stated. Mikhail chuckled. "Woman, you are playing with fire." He gave her thigh a squeeze, ''So, how far have you been with this little kink of yours?'' He was curious. At this moment, a flash flashed in her eyes. Sebastian.... he never let her be in his bed. All he would do was put her on her knees and make use of her... that's it. These days, he is letting a woman stay at his penthouse. Her blood was boiling with rage.

"You're terrible at keeping secrets especially with me, I am your best friend and I've known you since fifth grade!!" I turned to her " Mia look, he's a criminal and I am a cop. We've probably run into each other a few times and now he probably thinks am someone which I'm clearly not." Mia looked at me with doubt in her eyes " are you sure? Of course I was sure, there was nothing to lie about it's not as if Mr Dominic is the same mysterious and Dominating man I had a one night stand with at Suzanne's Bar... "Yes I'm sure mia."

Pleasing his wife meant trying to share some of her interests, but he didn’t expect to be pages deep into a story about some Afghans and their wars. This was not a romance story. He shut the copy of A Thousand Splendid Suns. He only enjoyed her mafia romance novels when he was reading them to her, or he would have started with those. They contained lots of misinformation about the mafia, but Camilla cared more for the main leads happy ever afters so he kept shut. Maybe that was why she liked the books. They were a respite from her mafia reality. The long-awaited call came in. His phone buzzed on the hotel bed, and he tossed the book on it. He picked up the device and murmured a gruff, “Tell