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?

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"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

The evening of training was supposed to go off without a hitch until Fred showed up. How did the other always seem to know where and when to find him?

"Pleasant surprise seeing you here tonight. I see you're here with another friend tonight." He gave Andre a polite nod one which the other returned rather stiffly.

"Fred, what are you doing here? I don't have the time to give you for a chat. I'm doing something else important right now." Zane didn't want to give the other the time of day or even give him the chance to get near Andre.

"Oh I just happened to be doing some things in the area and spotted you." Wouldn't he be leaving any time soon?

"Aren't you supposed to be going away already? I don't have time to entertain you." Zane steered the kid away from Fred.

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