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Gangster's Love

Entering into a no strings attached relationship with her boss was supposed to be just that. No string, no feelings, just sex. But somehow Elle caught feelings, and then to save her life, she has to marry her mafia boss, Gio Romano. How can she continue hiding her feelings for him when they are now married? And is Gio really as unaffected as he seems to be? ... excerpt... "Took you long enough," She shot him an irritated glare, standing and turning her back to him. Opening her locker to pretend like she was looking for something. If she continued looking at the devilish smirk of his, she might just jump him, and that was not why she was there. A hand came around her waist, pulling her back into a solid wall of muscle and she let out an involuntary squeak. Warm breath ghosted the side of her as he neck as huffed" Why so angry, cara mia?" Back to chest as she was, his deep baritone reverberated through her body and Elle felt herself instantly relax, leaning more of her weight onto him as he peppered the side of her neck with kisses. This was not good, she had to focus, she was here to quit. No smooth words or delightful kisses would change her mind...

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'Why do you have a picture of Celeste as a little girl in your pocket?' Gio's world spun. Elle's words registered but he could not bring himself to believe them. What would have no doubt been a hysterical laugh built up in his throat and Gio killed it before it could make a sound.

Things were bad enough he could not make them worse but completely losing his mind.

But Celeste!

Celeste was the Red Don? Gio could not believe it.

It just could not be. Not Celeste, there was no way it could be her. Perhaps he had not seen correctly.

Gio looked from the picture in her hand, to Elle's face, back to the picture, then back to Elle. It was suddenly very difficult to breathe, his chest constricting as he tried to make sense of the words Elle was signing, her eyes wide with worry as she looked at him.

'Come again,' He signed, his hands clammy, his heart rate going through the roof.