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Kidnapped by the Italian Mafia

Do you ever wonder what your life will be like when you cross paths with your arch nemesis? Yes? Well buckle up, it’s a wild ride. Katarina Montenegro is what everyone would simply call spoiled. She was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth and a custom Tiffany’s diamond tiara on her head. She was referred to as The Spanish Princess by everyone who knew of her existence, and she revelled in the nickname. She was young, cunning, and powerful. There was nothing Katarina wanted that she didn’t have. On the other hand, Marco DiBiancci was known by everyone as The Emperor Lynx, due to his ability to see through deception as easily as he could breathe. Unlike Katarina, who lived a mainly pampered life, Marco was raised by a strict father who wanted him to be in the front lines of the job since he was fourteen years old. He had spent his years getting his hands dirty and washing them again. He was young, strong, and powerful. There was nothing Marco wanted that he didn’t take for himself. The common ground? They were both set to inherit their father’s thrones as King and Queen of their respective organised crime kingdoms. The problem? Marco wanted Katarina, or more importantly, he wanted what she was set to lay claim on. Even though the two had never met, Marco was determined to get his hands on her by all means necessary, and that’s how we’re here. This is how I, Katarina Montenegro, was kidnapped by the Italian mafia. [WARNING: highly foul language and mature themes]

SugaryWinter · Urbano
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203 Chs

The Truth

"KATARINA! COVER YOUR EARS!" She was frantically trying to reach me without turning back herself. She wasn't looking at me, but rather something behind me.

I was smart enough to clamp my forearms over my ear and cover the back of my neck with my hands as I took off running again. The ceiling of the parking garage started caving in behind me, and a giant slab of cement fell onto a spot I'd been standing in just a few seconds before. The force of the impact on the ground made me lose my balance, and I fell onto all fours just past the clearing line of safety, barely outside of the entrance to underground parking.

We were lucky our rental was on the ground level.

Hands grabbed me and pulled me out the rest of the way before letting me lean against a cement wall. We were out of the red zone.