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Mafia King's Obsession

WILL The sheltered, secret daughter of my arch nemesis sounds like a good pawn on my chessboard, until I meet Catalina Rossi. She is no protected princess. She is a warrior, a fighter with more willpower than her messed up family could ever possess. I hate her. I want to strangle the life out of her every time I see her. And I want her more than I've ever wanted anything in my life. She is my enemy, but I think that will be the best catalyst to the spark between us. CAT I have always deemed myself unlucky but being kidnapped by my father's enemies takes the cake. I don't know these men but I know who they are. They are ruthless, cold, unforgiving beats. They are the De Santi mafia syndicate. And the most ruthless of them all, William De Santi, has his eyes on me. *Dear readers, this is not a fairy tale. It's a dark, intense, steamy, enemies to lovers revenge tale with themes that may upset certain readers such as weapons, gore, mature content and violence, but this does NOT include sexual abuse. I do not condone that.

Avalorian_ · Urban
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145 Chs

Chocolate cake (2)

WILL

Last night, I wanted to kill my damn brother. I know I have said that on many occasions but this time, I quite literally feel the urge to slam his head into the nearest wall. Is he really this brainless? 

Catalina is playing him like a violin and the idiot is still too blinded to see it. All for a cake. 

The very cake I devoured in the middle of the night when they were too busy watching their movie and talking to notice me stalking to the kitchen. Yeah, that cake. I don't know what the fuck came over me. 

I don't even like chocolate cake. Unlike my brother, I dislike everything chocolate-flavored–yet another thing we never had in common as kids, and another thing Valentino had in his arsenal as one of his ways of raging war between us. He doted on Nico and always made me do or eat what Nico liked. Admittedly, I felt resentful before I understood what he was doing–not enough to be truly jealous of my brother, luckily.