~Luka Rossi~
What the hell does this girl want now? Hurting women physically and emotionally was never in my book. Even Ace received a few lectures from me when it came to his player ways with girls, but what Alexa did to our family is enough for me to want to hurt her.
~Lianna Black~Marco gazed at me as if I grew two heads before sighing. “Do you think we haven’t done a background check on you?” Closing the door, he walked past me to his work desk, pulling out the drawer at the bottom right, he handed me a manila envelope. Scanning its content, white papers bare all my details, from the midwife who assisted mom in
This Chapter is R-18. Friendly reminder, this book is dark romance but it’ll get better and again, this a work of fiction.~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~Ace Romano~The sight of Lianna’s gray hair sprawled on my pillow, her naked sleeping figure on my bed, was a sight that I’d want to wake up every day. It was unclear to me where and when this annoying feeling of wanting her, craving the feel of her in my arms began. She’s everything a man could’ve asked for a girl. Loving, caring, kind, funny
~Ace Romano~“That’s not possible,” Hannah argued. “They’re born in different places, dates and times. Marco and I already went through this. You read the report we sent you.” She gazed at me and Luka accusingly.
~Lianna Black~Groping beside me, in the hope to feel Ace’s warmth, disappointment took my smile away when all my hands found were empty crumpled sheets of his Egyptian cotton. Forcing my eyes open, I sat up and rubbed the sleep away from my eyes with the back of my hand, wincing as I sensed unbearable soreness between my legs.
~Lianna Black~“Undocumented?”The tiny
~Lianna Black~The next morning, I woke up alone - again - in his bed with soreness between my legs as proof that Ace came home. I tried to push the thought of Ace lying to me when he said he wanted an actual relationship with me. I’d like to believe a dream that someone like Ace, a powerful mafia Don, would have the heart to care for me the same way I care for h
~Lianna Black~Trying my best to push aside the effect of Marco’s words in my head, I dressed up in a burgundy long sleeved dress. Its floor length design was enough to cover all the bruises in my body without taking too much effort. Though the deep plunging neckline took about twenty minutes of work for me to hide all the light marks on my bare skin.