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

For two weeks, Richard tried to avoid the other. He didn't want to see one sign of the mafioso. Yet, they ended up running into each other anyways. Diego chose the wrong route for him tonight. He hoped the curse escaped his mouth didn't reach the other's ears.

"Richard. What a pleasant surprise seeing you here. I thought about you not too long ago, and here you are now." No way in fuck was it by any chance that Zane stumbled upon him. The other looked too relaxed, as though he'd been waiting for more than a few seconds.

"I told you before that I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. I'm done with that." Richard kept his hands in his pockets. He needed to keep his mind on what he was there to do. The following client's spot wasn't too far from where they were now.

I'm Done. I Said It Before