GemNoir

“You need my help, Tesoro. You choose. A marriage with me or be torn apart by them” His voice was cool as though this wasn't a matter of life or death.

I didn't want this life. My father had gambled a lot and left me with a lot of enemies and now I needed the help of Don Vincenzo LaRosa who was my high school bully and now the Don of the most powerful mafia family in Italy if I was going to survive it.

It was just a marriage of convenience but I realized something. He wasn't helping me out of a good heart. I had been sold without my permission to him. I was the mafia's pawn.

Sold to the Capo

Vincenzo had his arm wrapped around me until night fell, and thankfully, no one came to disturb us.

I was watching him quietly as he slept, my mind replaying what just happened as I studied his features.

His expression was peaceful, and this was probably the most time I had spent staring at him. I did feel like a creep, but I couldn't help; he looked gorgeous… just like he always did anyway.

With a slight shudder when he pulled me impossibly closer to himself, I reached a hand out, wanting to touch his full lips but as soon as my finger lightly made contact with his bottom lip, his hand quickly grabbed it and his eyes shot open, narrowing on me.

My eyes widened and I struggled to remove my hand from his, panic filling my expression, knowing that I had been caught.

Now I would never live this down. Oh shit.

When I realized that I was fighting a fruitless battle, I relaxed, allowing his hand to wrap around my wrist.

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