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

Rose didn't anticipate any visitors so early on Wednesday morning. She thought she would have the time to go over what Zane gave her.

Then came Fred. The one she thought had already left.

"What are you doing here? I haven't seen you in a few days?" Rose didn't really want guests in her cubicle but seeing as he came bearing coffee, she couldn't reject him." Nathan's nephew offered her an overly warm smile.

"I came to see you of course. I'm a few days out from leaving and wanted the chance to talk with you one more time." He placed the two paper cups of still steaming hot coffee on her desk before inviting himself to take a seat.

"I don't really know what reason you would have for seeing me though." Rose forced a smile as she shut the document she'd had open. Knowing the other, he wouldn't easily leave now that he took a seat.

Rosie Knows A Lot Of Things