Boluwatife

He was the most feared villain in all of new Orleans, ruthless and spiteful but in spite of all that he wasn't happy because he had all the wealth and connection a person could only dream of but was lacking in one area, LOVE


She was a bookstore owner, a nerd and good Samaritan.  when a stranger break into her house at midnight hurt and injured she has two choices call the cops or help him.

Find out which choice she chooses on the mafia wants my heart

The Mafia Man Wants My Heart

 I tossed and turned, my sheets tangled around my legs, my mind refusing to give me peace. 


 No matter how many times I shut my eyes, the scene played on repeat—the gunshot, the screams, the way Marco’s arms had caged me against him as he rushed me out the back door. 


 The way blood had spread across the pristine floor, staining the elegance of the night with something raw and violent. 


 I squeezed my eyes shut, willing sleep to take me, but it never came. 


 My alarm blared through the room, dragging me into the present. I groaned, pressing my hands over my face. The sharp ring was an unwelcome reminder that life didn’t pause just because my world had been turned upside down. 


 I forced myself to sit up, my body feeling heavier than usual. My heart was still racing from memories I couldn’t shake, my hands curling into fists in my lap. 


 And I had a feeling there was no going back. 


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN