QueenFrieza

Excerpt: 
His lips left her neck only long enough to say, “If the invisible scars he left don't disappear now, I'll keep trying again and again until they do. Soon your body will know only me.” 

Her eyes were still swollen from her previous tears, but they began to water again for a far different reason than before. She tried to pull away and hide her face from him. 

“Promise me,” she uttered. “Promise me I'll never be in the same room as him ever again.” 

His fist clenched and he had to control his anger. 

Quieter than before he whispered, “I promise.”

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Synopsis: 
A tumultuous childhood made Sophia fight that much harder for peace in her adulthood. Yet it would take only one meeting to shatter the average life she led as a successful bakery owner in the center of New Vista. 

She found him on a pile of garbage in an alley, bleeding from a head wound. After taking him to the hospital, he woke up not knowing who he was. The hospital referred to him as “John Doe”.

While navigating her fresh breakup, the mystery man became her source of distraction and comfort. He has a far more tender and doting side than she ever expected. Is he only like this with her?

The longer he stayed by her side, the more change she noticed within herself. There’s an undeniable pull between the two of them. Call it instincts or attraction, it felt like something she couldn’t ignore. The more time they spend together, the stronger the pull becomes. 

When she finds out who he is, any shred of safety she had before seems to disappear as a target is put on her head.

Mafia. Pheromones. Mate. 

Terms unfamiliar to her become the forefront of her problems. How are they supposed to explore their feelings when the world is intent on tearing them apart? 

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How I Became The Alpha Mafia Boss' Target

The large skyscrapers became oldtown, oldtown became old townhouses, they jumped the river to the slums, then found themselves in an industrial area with a lot of abandoned buildings and an old shipping yard.

Vince cared so little about his son's healing that they didn't even ride in the same car as they went forward. Luca had a personal driver and so did he. He didn't know why he would put himself in an undesirable situation like having to bear an entire 40-minute car ride next to him when he was oozing pheromones.

As they stepped out of the cars, they were met with the smell of the salty coast mixed with metal and oil. The place was dilapidated but, as they got closer, Luca realized it was far from abandoned.

The men entering and exiting the building were no doubt thugs. Some had guns tucked into their waistbands or in holsters. Some had knives. They all had visible scars as well.

Luca was glad he brought the gun with him.

Pit of Hell