SugaryWinter

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]

Kidnapped by the Italian Mafia

"You're stressed," hands came up to touch my back, something I did not enjoy. The sweat dripping from my brow should have been enough indication that I was under strain. "Let me help you with that." 


It had been nearly twenty days and I still hadn't found her, despite having men searching for her day and night. We found the car she used to escape and two wrecked vans which we later on found out belonged to Salvador's men. There was nothing of value in any of the vehicles except for the bag of money found at the bottom of the swamp where her car was found. The money was ruined, but there was a substantial amount of it. She had thought the whole move through, that much was clear. 


Searching for her wasn't a matter of wanting her inheritance at this point. We needed to keep her away from Salvador to avoid a complete war, something it seemed she knew too, judging by the fact that she killed every single one of the Austrian guards her father had sent for her. 


The Lina