Mafia's Dawn by Petillant Alba (red seas under red skies txt) π
He lives in the darkness.
She can't sleep after seeing someone crying.
He only sleeps making others life hell.
She is a flower . A sweet delicate flower.
He is a thorn. Who can make people bleed easily .
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It's dark romance story.
Warning: Extremely mature content and abuse in the story ahead.
β οΈ Do not copy my work . It's violation of law .
It is my first time writing anything so you can say I am practicing on it. Ignore my mistakes kindly.
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- Author: Petillant Alba
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He smiled at her anxious tone and put the things on my bed, I sit on it and see Kat sit next to me, I undo the blue and red tie that keeps it closed.
"My mother or beautiful love.
Kat's expression reflects my own emotions.
A beautiful red satin dress is folded between the delicate golden papers.
It has a refined neckline, with some beautiful pleats in it, two tiny straps go from the front to the back crossing in the middle of it, it should be at least mid-thigh but it's perfect and probably very expensive.
βShit Vann there is more.
He looked in the direction of the box and found two more boxes both with the same mark.
I pull out the larger of the two, and a pair of red-soled shoes come into view, red like the dress, with a small inlay of swirling stones on the stiletto heel.
God they were beautiful!
I put the shoes aside and have a mini heart attack when I open the last box. A tiny silver pendant is there, a beautiful red stone protrudes like a charm bordered by a silver hoop.
βYou won the lottery or something!
Kat's voice is genuinely incredulous, I close the box looking once more into the larger box, a black card is there, it has gold lettering and I can see Professor Hills' perfect handwriting.
<<I would die to live for you... Samuel>>
The air escapes from my lungs, this man is sensual even writing. I look at the clothes on the bed and bite my lip.
I am anxious, I want to see him, I want to know his way of life.
I hope you like it, my good is coming soon
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