calfikydra

''The only thing more lethal than a gun, is a woman.''

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[Warning: this novel features Mature content, meaning: sex scenes]

This is a story about a kidnapping, a knight with a Maserati instead of a horse, a girl who tries to find her best friend but stumbles on her journey, and falls in love. 

It's a story about a man, who's in desperate need to find his sister, and in desperate need to punish the man who took her away from him. It's a tragedy, a lovestory and everything in between. 

Cause sometimes love is the thing that saves us. It can be our rescue, when we seem to be entering darker times, and it can be used as a light, to guide us through the night. 

But just as love can be our savior, it can also be our enemy, and the thing who, in the end, kills us. 

Promises were made, not to fall in love. Could they break that promise, even if it would cost them their lives?

The forbidden fruit

**Adrena's point of view**

I came back half an hour after talking to Naomi on the phone, and couldn't find Lorenzo anywhere inside the house. The bed we slept in was made, so i knew he was up. He wasn't in his office, in the shower or in the kitchen. It dawned on me where he could've went, i haven't been gone for that long.

I walked outside, to see if he was in one of the gardens, and a few seconds later i saw him - and he wasn't alone. He was talking to a woman, not much older than me, and he didn't look too happy. I was too far away to hear what they were talking about, but from their body language, it looked like they were arguing.

''Adrena!'' he said nervously, as i appeared. The woman turned around and looked at me with a skeptical look, and i swear i saw her giving me ''the stare''. ''Where have you been?'' he asked, as he kissed me. He usually never does that, especially not when there's company.

Ex-girlfriends and blabber mouths