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

At the same time, Rose's day didn't start out the way that she had expected it to. An unexpected box had made its way into her office and she had no idea what exactly she should do with it. Where did it even come from?

Rummaging through it, she noticed that most of the items inside looked to be rather old or worn out. A few folders filled with files among other things included some photos and... toys? Rose furrowed her brow. Could someone at least have left a note with it for her to know what to do beyond asking her to take care of everything?

Whoever gave it to her didn't seem to think it was important to leave a name behind. Perhaps because they accidentally gave it to the wrong person? Rose huffed slightly as she picked up the box and set it under the desk. She would have to get to taking care of that after. There were more pressing matters at-hand that she needed to take care of.

Falling So Far