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

Henri and I were sitting at a round table in the cafeteria enjoying hot lasagne with iced fruit tea and the view of a lake and green pastures when Claudette found us again. She looked more alive than before as she joined us at the table carrying a plate and drink of her own. 


I tucked my hair behind my ear while turning my head to flash her my brand new totally cute hearing aid, which had been given to me right after leaving the clinic. The doctor who assisted me instructed someone to take us somewhere else in the building for a fitting. I didn't even have time to be amazed by the lab because someone was immediately thrusting little devices into my hands and asking which one I liked best. 


"Oh my god, are you deaf?" Claudette's eyes widened and she subconsciously touched her own ears. None of us had our buds in now. 


The Beginning (all over again)