The Italian Don
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The Italian Don

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NelleJ Romance

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"I f*****g hate you!" I screamed at Lukas.
His low chuckle chilled me to the bone and I involuntarily took a step back from him, as he took a few menacing steps forward.
"You weren't saying that when I had you tied to my bed, with my face buried between your thighs." He sneered.
Fury took over me, and before I could think about it, I was in front of him, my hand swinging back to punch him in the face. Before my hands could touch his face, he grabbed my wrists, pulling me against him. I thrashed against him, trying to free myself, only to brush against the stiff erection in his shorts.
"Now listen to me, and listen to me very well Rhea. You're going to do what the f**k I say, or I will kill all your family members one by one. Starting with your papà. Got me?"
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Lukas Cavalli. A name that struck fear in people's heart. He is known for being cold, ruthless and a downright bastard. He preyed on those who were weaker than him, using their weaknesses to his advantage. He had to. He was the Boss of the Italian Mafia. He had many people try to take him down already, had some of his own turn on him, but he always remained untouchable. That is, until he met Rhea Castallenos. The fiery little beauty who was not afraid to tell him where to shove it.

Rhea Castallenos didn't know she'd end up in this situation. With her father's company almost bankrupt, she wanted to help in whatever ways she can, but not like this. Not being sold to one of the person's she f*****g despises the most.

Rhea and Lukas are complete opposites. But maybe they're just what each one needs....

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Epilogue

One year later:

—————RHEA—————

"Are you ready?" Matteo held out an arm for me, and I gripped onto him tightly.

The day was finally here.

It was my wedding day.

And I was extremely f*****g nervous. 

What if I fell in front of everybody and made a fool of myself? What if I ripped my dress on accident……

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