Alessandra Morino has spent her whole life as an assassin, always being a shadow in the dark. Luciano Moretti is a name that is feared all over America and Italy, the whole world in fact. He is the Don of the Italian Mafia. Both are people you do not want to cross. When Alessandra and Luciano team up to bring down a common enemy, sparks fly and not necessarily the good kind too.

She battles  demons that threaten to swallow her whole.
He  is the devil incarnate, searching for his angel.
This is the story of two people who are so different yet so similar, who intrigue each other as much as they intimidate each other. 

'A King is nothing without his Queen. You are far more than my Queen, tesoro.'

Note: This story breaks certain stereotypes surrounding mafia stories so please do give it a chance.

La Cosa Nostra

Euphoria wraps around me like a warm blanket. I can't stop myself from giggling as I slump against Connor. He grips my waist tightly, holding me flush against his body. His grip kind of hurts but my knees are buckling, unable to hold me up. My blurry vision clears and my dilated pupils zero in on a tall figure at the door. 


"Vincenzo! Heeeyyyy babyyyy." I start giggling all over again as he looks at me worriedly before focusing his icy gaze back on Connor. I notice Luca and Angelo flanking him, guns trained on Connor. 


"What the hell did you inject her with?" 


Damn, he sounds so sexy when he's mad. Wait, why was he mad? 


"Why are you mad? Are you mad that I'm happy? Everything's sooo..soo colourful and..and warm.." I mumble to myself looking around the room, my voice childishly happy. 


"She is happy, Vincenzo. Don't you want her to be happy?" Connor replies snarkily and Luciano let's out a low growl, taking a step forward, gun aimed directly at Connor. 


Chapter 26