Unfortunately it's an abomination to just suddenly gain interest in a mafia boss. But not just any mafia but your worst enemy. Zaliyah suddenly fell in love with a Mafia boss who was no where near friendly. But what happens when her brother even get to know that after all that has happened. She run back to their deadly enemies. Will she chose her family or she will chose love .
Chapter 1 The enemy's world
Zaliyah stood at the edge of the crowded street, her eyes scanning the sea of faces with a mix of curiosity and caution. She had been warned not to come here, not to venture into the territory of the notorious DiMarco crime family. But she had to see it for herself, to witness the empire that her family's sworn enemies had built. As she walked through the bustling streets, Zaliyah couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The DiMarcos were known for their ruthlessness, their willingness to do whatever it took to maintain their power and influence.
And yet, despite the danger, Zaliyah felt drawn to this world, to the sense of excitement and danger that seemed to pulse through its very streets. She had grown up hearing stories about the DiMarcos, about the way they had risen to power through a combination of cunning, strength, and sheer force of will. Her own family, the Moranos, had been at war with the DiMarcos for years, each side vying for control of the city's lucrative underworld. Zaliyah's brothers, Davien and Grayson, were deeply entrenched in the Morano family business. They were soldiers, loyal only to their family and their name. And they would stop at nothing to protect their interests, to ensure that the DiMarcos never gained the upper hand. But Zaliyah had always felt a sense of detachment from the family business. She was a Morano, yes, but she was also a curious and independent soul, always looking for ways to challenge the status quo and push beyond the boundaries of her world. As she walked through the DiMarco territory, Zaliyah caught sight of a tall, imposing figure standing on the steps of a sleek, modern nightclub. He was surrounded by a group of rough-looking men, their faces a testament to the brutal world they inhabited. But it was the man himself who caught Zaliyah's attention. He was tall, with piercing blue eyes and chiseled features that seemed to have been carved from granite. He exuded an aura of power and confidence, a sense of authority that seemed to draw people to him like moths to a flame. Zaliyah felt a shiver run down her spine as their eyes met, if only for a moment. She had heard stories about this man, about his reputation as a ruthless and cunning leader. He was Alessandro DiMarco, the head of the DiMarco crime family. And yet, despite the danger, despite the warning signs that screamed at her to stay away, Zaliyah felt a spark of curiosity ignite within her. She wanted to know more about this man, to understand what drove him, what made him tick. As she turned to leave, Zaliyah caught sight of Alessandro's eyes narrowing, his gaze following her as she disappeared into the crowd. She felt a sense of unease, a sense that she had just stepped into a world from which she might never escape. Little did she know, her life was about to change forever. The streets seemed to grow darker, the shadows cast by the buildings twisting and turning like living things. Zaliyah quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that she had to get out of there, to escape the DiMarco territory before she was discovered. But as she turned to leave, she caught sight of Alessandro's face etched into her mind, his piercing blue eyes seeming to bore into her very soul. She felt a sense of fascination, a sense of wonder that she couldn't shake. And as she disappeared into the night, Zaliyah couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead, what secrets the DiMarco world held, and what lay in store for her.
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