DameButterfly

You can get much further with a kind word and a gun than you can with just a kind word. – Al Capone

An iron fist and a merciless cold metal gun, the mafia code that was taught to Zane Scarlet by his father. A code he wants to reform.
 But... When the only one knows how to solve problems is with a gun in hand and the only answer for betrayal is death - where does one start? And how does one do it while avoiding any attempts at arranged marriage? 

Not to mention the fiery woman on the right side of the law who entered his life like a whirlwind. What good could she possibly be?

excerpt:

"We already agreed where your place ends, Rose. There's no need any further argument. This Is final." Zane pinched the bridge of nose, turning to leave. A small hand grabbed the much larger one. An unexpected move. 
"What if I don't want my place to end there?" the low, quivering voice asked.
"What if I want this to be real?"
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Little Dove I love you so
but I know you have to go.
So spread your wings
and fly my love,
soar above the world my dove.
Paint the sky in indigo,
let your graceful colors flow,
and I'll search the sky
for your rainbow.
~ Author: Christy Ann Martine


*Prequel to Arranged Marriage To The Princess of The Red Scorpions*

Dear Dove

Zane smirked down at the text. Cease and desist? Did the little wild flower really think that something like that would work?

No.  Absolutely not. if anything, it made the young mafioso want to get ahold of that answer that much sooner.

Zane always managed to get what he wanted. There would be no exception this time either.

"Thank you for waiting. We can get ready to head back to the penthouse now." Once inside, he didn't bother putting his seatbelt on before pulling his phone back out.

A text needed to be crafted. One that said nothing and everything at the same time. Rose would be smart enough to pick up on it.

"Are you sure that you don't want to head back for drinks?" Clive offered as they got ready to leave.

"No. Tonight I really do want to avoid that. There are other things that I need to do. People I want to look into as well. Are you aware of the fact that Nathan has a older son?" Clive's face gave away the answer.

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