carried away by the forceful gu

, orchestrated by the very hand of M

, body, and soul, kid. It's the only way to survive in this world. The streets are tough, and the sharks are always ci

y senses, causing my gut to twist and my lips

t track

or night, and I'm not sure i

he city's bright lights. They hauled me into a deser

me with a rough cloth, mut

mished, and parch

handful of shattered glass and my tongue feels like it

ches beyond belief, and a f

fuelling my hunger to sav

live in the Villa

have an ounce of e

compassion for w

he Elite Families bible abou

t as black as coal, a grinch who steals joy and a b

y night, causing the air to grow thick

makes even the toughest of

emons, his mind swirling like a vort

he gods themselves, doomed to live a life of et

was one of Don Valentinos

of nowhere for multiple days in a building tha

eth clatter together like a pair of dice, and my hands tremble. I bring

the shadows. They're motionless, observing my eve

the ground feels like a thousand tiny daggers stabbing me all over. I tug at the

ere?" My mouth is as dry as the Sahara.

ted a piece of food, caught a glimpse of da

ak again, clear

l my back meets the cold, hard surface of the wall. The cli

h a metallic thud, sendin

I ever catch wind of you trying to make contact with Savannah again, there will be consequences. And trust me, you don't want to know wh

my voice. "He can go to hell, and I'll meet him there when my time comes. Toge

ay of amusement accompanying it. "I've given you a warning,

es this doucheb

ve involved, not

with your warning, you bast

arm

nly excitement you'll have while I'm still living, breathing, and hanging around the

t Savannah needs a gold-d

eeply offended. "Your fucking boss thinks that I am after his blood mon

gnant after spending one night with Alessandro, who was nineteen at the time. After our fat

e and offered Rose and their

r child, and because she was unable to return home, she a

with the blood of an innocent." I spi

Aunt has stirred within you. You are fooling no one, not even yourself." His hearty laug

y could ever purc

and those who off others to maintain it. Money can't buy true love. It

es down beside me, his firm grip

r as he yanks me up by my

ht, causes me to lose my bea

e chain and propelling me forward with th

a hefty rock. I crash to the ground, my face taking the brunt of the