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

"If this fails, I'm blaming you, Henri." My hands smoothed the front of my white suit for the seventeenth time in twelve minutes to hide how nauseous I felt. This was make or break. If this failed, I failed. I'd be fucked. "Oh my god, do you think I should have put out flavoured sparkling water instead of the plain one? Do we even have flavoured sparkling water? Shit and they'll be here any minute."


I had been so busy welcoming my new employees and negotiating contracts with them that I completely forgot to look after the last details. 


"There is a crate of ice cold assorted flavoured waters on the way, they will be here in less than ten minutes." Dominico let me know from his place at the desk beside mine. Thank goodness I kept him as my assistant, Henri couldn't do everything for me when he was at home and I was here. 


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