Ariel debarbie
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Savage Love (Dare you to love me!)
Romance GENRE: Dark Romance/Erotica
Tags: Mafia, Clans, Romance, Death, Secrets, S£x, Love Triangle, Jealousy, Suspense, Twists, Action, Possession, Tragedy, Unrequited Love, Sci-fi, Age Gap.
By, Ariel Mirabel
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DON'T COPY OR REPOST, IDÎOT 😒
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✭{ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 }✭
Amour sniffed back her tears as she watched the scene before her. Never in her life would she have imagined getting herself in this situation she currently was.
It felt like a never ending nightmare.
The sound of footsteps was what rented the room, it was coming from a tall figure, his gaze never left the man that was tied down on a chair with both his hands chained down on the table
The figure held a sharp silver colored knife in his hand, twirling as if it was his play toy, a vicious smirk playing on his lips
Every step he took instilled fear and panic inside the man that was tied down.
"Boss.. Boss please forgive me! I was drunk so I thought she was one of the clan's whóre I swear I didn't know she was yours" The man begged like his life depended on it.
"Which hand did you use to touch her" Aurelio spoke calmly.
"My.. My... L-Left-"
He wasn't chanced to finish his sentence when Aurelio cut off his left hand completely. Blood splashed on his cheek as it began bumping out of the man's hand.
"Aarrrgghh!!!" The agonizing cry from the man echoed in the room as he peed on himself.
Aurelio turned to Amour who looked horrified with the scene she just witnessed.
His hands found his way to her neck and he gripped it tightly, bringing her face close to his so he could have a clear view of the terrified look on her face.
"This.. Is just the highest level of my kindness compared to what I can do. Remember this, you're mine! Mine to touch, mine to f**k, mine to do whatever I want with... No one else... But me"
A drop of tear fell from Amour's eyes.
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Aurelio Giovanni is the second in command of THE DARK BULLS, one of the biggest mafia empire in Los Angeles, he's the underboss
He ruthless, to him "second chance" doesn't exist in his vocabulary
Just like air, one never knows his next move. He can be as calm as a gentle breeze but the next minute, a raging hurricane
What happens when he sets eye on 22 years old Amour who's just curious to discover the world around her?
How did both of them meet?
What happens when Aurelio claims Amour as his possession?
Will Amour ever escape from his déadly clutches? Or not?
What if there's more to it than what meets the eye?
Find out! ✍️
Seriously, this is a story you won't wanna miss. Hop on in this ride full of secrets and mysteries you love ❣️
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The man set to inherit the vast fortunes of the wealthiest family in Nordeny and the bachelor whom every young woman from any respectable family sought to marry. A man who loathed the advances of women he didn't know. Angering him would mean death.
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The young man pulled on the rest of his clothes angrily.
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