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His Mafia Prince

-I could hurt them. I could kill them all, but not you. If it were up to me, you'd never see a drop of your own blood again.– *** Destiny is an unpredictable force that no one can control. This is especially true for Tyler, a homeless omega who lives in shelters and works odd jobs to get by. When a rogue Alpha attempts to kill him, Tyler's life takes a turn for the worse. However, things get even more complicated when Sasha, an Alpha, and powerful figure in the mafia, takes an interest in him. Despite Tyler's reservations, he is forced into an arrangement with Sasha, and over time his initial distrust begins to fade. But their relationship is tested when the rogue Alpha reappears, revealing secrets that threaten to tear them apart. Caught in the middle, Tyler and Sasha must choose between confronting the demons of their past or risking everything they've built together.

Bistas_She · LGBT+
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Good Little Soldier

(ARLO)

The lady's lecturing tone seems to astound Miles. He just nods politely in response.

I try to cut her off from saying more about how Miles should protect me. "I remember back then; you had all types of tasty buttercream cake. Maybe we should go with the buttercream cakes." I look at Miles. "Do you love buttercream cakes?"

He rubs the back of his neck. "Yes. I love all cakes."

"You have to." The woman nods. "Cakes are like pieces of heaven."

"I know," Miles says, leaning over and peering at the refrigerated cakes. "Ooh, those over there look good." His eyes light up.

"They don't just look good." Says the woman. "They taste good as well,"

He gazes at the cakes and his gaze stops at one particular piece. "I've had that before. What is it called?"

"That's an Italian ricotta cassata cake. It originated in Sicily. It would be a very good cake for a wedding." The old lady smiles.