Luciano Salvatore 'The Bullet' was born, raised, and comes from a long family line of serial killers. But he wants nothing to do with that legacy. 
The block that has made it impossible for him to run away from all of it is his uncle, Don Mauro. 
The most powerful drug lord and a serial killer who had snapped a long time ago. Don Mauro promised to kill Luciano's remaining family to keep him in check.
On his mother's death anniversary, Luciano tried to go against Don Mauro to make his mother proud by doing the right thing and trying to save a woman named Keirah from becoming his uncle's victim in his sex trade. 
Unfortunately for him, he fell in love with her at first sight. 
He finds out later that Don Mauro was not after Keirah for the sex trade, but Keirah is a biomedical engineer his uncle has been searching for. A person Don Mauro will do anything to possess.
Succumbing to his heart's desire, even after Luciano finds out about this information. He tries to protect her in the only way he knows how. By kidnapping her and running away with her and his 
Setting them both on an expected path toward a love-and-hate relationship while discovering the hidden supernatural fate set upon them.
What chances does Luciano have for survival and redemption while caught up in his unfamiliar feelings for Keirah? A woman who has feelings for someone else.
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“Are you still in love with him when you know he is a married man?” 
 “Why is it bad for me to love him? I loved him first before her.” Lucaiano's gaze turns more deadly as he shouts at Keirah.
 “EREDE IS A MARRIED MAN. HE MARRIED YOUR SISTER. HE IS YOUR BROTHER-IN-LAW!” 
“I loved him first. He was with me longer. He was my first love.”

The Mafia to Alpha King

She is standing still, ignoring me as if everything I am telling her now is passing from one ear to another and nothing is registering in her mind about what I am telling her. I try to understand what is going on. 


 Only to see that her full attention is no longer on me, but on something behind us. As I turn around, I see that the guard is holding a small bottle and a syringe, showing it off to her. 


 When I bring back my eyes to Keirah. She is swallowing hard, and she is now completely avoiding eye contact with me. She pushes me away as she speaks at high speed. “I... I don't know. But I need those drugs now!” 


I reach out to touch her, but she pulls away. I try again, approaching her cautiously, speaking in a very low voice and trying to convince her out of it. 


This time I speak fighting back tears, “Keirah ... You do not need those drugs. Let’s get you the help you need. You need help.” 


No longer in control